See You Around~ Grester (completed)

Chapter Forty-Four

Chester's POV

The wedding planning was hectic- just how you would imagine a wedding to be on some reality TV show where the brides had been planning this since they could talk.

I too had been dreaming of this moment for a very long time, I stood in the mirror in my tux that had just been delivered. I went to a fitting a few weeks ago but nothing could've prepared me for what I felt like now.

I thought back to when I was thirteen years old- when everyone was dating everyone and I was certain I would be alone forever. When I thought marriage would have to stay in my imagination.

But now I was trying on my suit, the suit I would wear for my own wedding- the actual day. The day I break out of my thirteen year old self's shell and become the man I had ways hoped I would be.

It fitted like a glove, the sleeves reaching right to the ends of my arms and the cuffs curling round my wrists symmetrically. The shirt tightly fitted my torso, defying my arms and the blazer felt too comfortable, as if I was born to be wearing this.

I know it sounded stupid but it honestly felt like I had been made to wear this in some way or another. I was marrying Grace and to say those words and to stare at myself in the reflection as I wore this- it was surreal.

Imagine everything you have ever wanted coming true all at once- like it was crashing down on you. But it didn't hurt, to have to carry it all. It was almost like a weight on and off my shoulders. The fact that this was happening; the fact that I was getting married was incredible but also the fact I had so much to live up to; so many promises to make. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little scared.

I knew it would be okay though, I knew that as scary as everything seems Grace would make it all okay. She always did, made my fears vanish. I didn't need to cover up my fear around her because it didn't exist. She was weird and wonderful like that.

The door creaked open and Grace's head popped round the side, a smile covering her face.

"Hey." She said quietly, walking up to me.

"I don't think you're meant to see me." I said, looking down my suit- indicating that I was in my wedding outfit.

"I think that's just for girls." She laughed, putting her hands on my upper arms.

"Oh okay then." I smiled, bringing my head closer to hers and colliding our lips together.

I can safely say that out of all the kisses we had shared, this was coming close to the best. It was as if our lips new exactly what was coming up in the next few days. As if this was a kiss to say 'I love you and I can't believe I am marrying you'. As if it spoke for every word and every oath we had yet to say.

"I love you and I can't believe I am marrying you." She said into my lips, the softness of her touch making my body ripple.

I pressed my lips onto hers quickly once more before shooing her out the room and telling her to go get ready herself, to go try on her wedding dress, the dress she would wear tomorrow. The one she would marry me in.

I smiled to myself as I shook my head in disbelief. Was this really happening?

Grace's POV

I felt like a princess, some sort of magical queen. I felt powerful in this dress, like I could move mountains today. I don't know why this was, I guess the feeling of security that this was happening and that it wasn't some kind of hallucination made me feel better about myself; the fact that dreams can come true was reassuring.

The dress laid down at my feet, covering my shoes and as I twirled around like a little girl it floated up slightly- enlightening the rest of the dress. I couldn't describe it- it just felt right. It felt like me.

It was hard, picking a dress that was probably one of the most important purchases of my life but when I slipped myself into this dress it felt right.

It was simple but not plain, it held some sparkle but didn't detract from my face. It tightened at the waist, making my features more defined but then spread out more when it reached my hips. There were carefully sewn sequins and diamonds on the upper half of the dress and at the bottom they layered the rim. It was perfect, just how I had imagined all these years, just how I had wanted.

Imagine a fairyland, imagine a princess in it and imagine her prince with her. Now imagine the princess walks out of her castle and into the place she gets married and imagine her wearing the most perfect dress you could ever imagine. Imagine her world being yours. That was me, I felt like a story book character and I didn't mind at all.

I didn't mind that maybe my life was being written, I didn't mind that maybe one day it would all come to an end because what I had right now, the page I was living in this moment; it was the most wonderful thing I could ever imagine.