Finally Together

Chapter 20

A/N

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"Wake up." Was all I heard. I mumbled and swatted the arm that shook me.

"Come on we have to get on the plane now." The voice became more recognizable, but I couldn't process it, I was too tired to even think.

"Autumn Marie Sangster get your butt up." The voice scolded.

Sangster? What?

OH MY GOD I FORGOT! I GOT MARRIED TODAY! Or yesterday whatever. I sat up and saw my handsome husband smiling at me.

"Come on we got to get on the plane." He yawned.

"Mkay." I said and we got out of the limo. We got to the airport and got on a private jet. Yes I said private jet. God I feel so rich and spoiled. We go on and Thomas rested his head on my shoulder.

"My turn to sleep." He smiled closing his eyes. I kissed the top of his head.

"Of course." I said, "But no promises I'll fall back asleep."

"You can sleep a year couldn't you?" He asked.

"No." I said. "A year and a half." I laughed.

"Of course." He chuckled. "Anyways, goodnight love."

"Night." I said. He slowly drifted to sleep and I just watched him. He was absolutely adorable and I can't believe that he's mine.

Out of all the beautiful normal rich girls out there in the world that he can get with just a blink of an eye, he chooses me, an average looking girl that's weird as hell, somewhat poor and like I said, weird as hell. It's a miracle. Of course I'm not complaining, I'm married to this handsome, smart, BRITISH, actor. I didn't want him because he's an actor or rich, I didn't just want him because he is handsome and British. I wanted him because he's weird like me; he's sweet and kind and always surprises me with something. And of course I would never take advantage of him because he's rich. So what? He could literally be living in a box under a highway going by the name of Pablo and have a pet dog that he cares for but doesn't have a name and I would still love him for who he is.

*SpongeBob voice*

~A few hours later~

*No more SpongeBob voice*

Finally the jet landed and Thomas woke up. We got our bags and got into another limo. He then blindfolded me. I was a little curious of why he would do that but every time I asked a question he would just answer with "Wait and See". Sometimes I hated him.

A few hours passed and finally I felt the limo stop.

"Are we there yet?" I asked for the four hundred sixty eighth time, and yes I did count.

"Yes." I could practically hear the smile in his voice. I sat up, for I was lying on him. I tried ripping off the blindfold but he stopped me.

"Not yet!" He said. I pouted. I felt him get out of the car and his hand found mine. He guided me out of the limo and I nearly face planted getting out. Thank god he caught me. I stood up and heard birds singing their tunes, crickets filling in the night air, a small sound of water being gently pushed against rocks. The sweet aroma of pine trees and grass filled my nostrils.