Why me? (bxb) {Editing}

Chapter Twenty-Two

I tried not to think too much about the wedding but that was pretty hard since today was the day.

Why do I sound like I am the one getting married?

Daniel and Ariel's marriage was happening in an hour or two. I was pacing left and right in the suit Noah bought for me. The grey suit actually looked great on me and very different instead of a shirt, I was wearing a red tuttle neck.I liked the fact that it covered the hickeys I still had thanks to Ethan. I can't believe they haven't disappeared then again who in their right minds expects a hickey to be gone over night?

Now you might be wondering why the hell I'm pacing easy: I'm worried. Noah hasn't showed up yet since yesterday in fact no one so far has showed up not even the braid and groom.

I guess the bachelor and bachelorette was that great.

"They are here..." Sandy said holding my shoulders so I could stop pacing. "I sent the bride and bride maids to go do their make up and on the groom side--"

"What about William?" I asked concerned.

God, please let him not too drunk and wondering around.

"He..." Before she could finish Noah stumbled in.

He looked...horrible. God, he looked horrible. His hair was a mess and not his usual I'm a hot mess hair but a real mess. Then his clothes looked fremd, first his shirt was on backwards and there were only a few buttons buttoned up and second he wasn't wearing shoes.

Was this how bachelor parties usually went?

It can't be. Maybe Noah was too much of a party animal. I stared at him for a second and huffed. What the hell was wrong with him? How could he let me worry like this? And was he still drunk?

"Please, don't tell me you are drunk." I bellowed while glaring at him.

He groaned holding his head.

"No, I'm not...I am just having annoying hangover."

And he calls himself a man.

I rolled my eyes at him and helped him go to his room which wasn't easy since he walked up with two left feet and stumbling everywhere. I really never liked it when he drank alcohol. Let me rephrase that: I never liked the thought of alcohol. Plus getting intoxicated wasn't on my bucket list so I wasn't a fan.

As we were about to get in his room Ethan showed up and for a second I forget what I was doing and admired how attractive he looked. I mean sure he always looked attractive but with a suit he looked even more alluring, maybe it's because of how the suit fit him just right and the fact that he left some buttons unbottoned showing his torso made him look more sexy.

I just wanted to wrap my legs around him and...

Wait? What's wrong with me? How can I think about such things? I cleared my throat and looked away from him a little flushed.

"Hey...please open the door." I asked him.

"Sure." He said then he opened the door.

I helped Noah in and took him the bathroom.

"Thanks, Sunshine." He said as I left the bathroom and I nodded.

I found Ethan waiting for me. I went and got Noah's suit and put it on the bed so he could wear it. Then I went ahead and grabbed some painkillers he always had on him on his luggage for the hangover.

"You really care for Noah, don't you?" Ethan asked when I was done.

"Yeah, I really do." I smiled.

"More than friends?" He rised a brow.