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Wedding Day | Hayes (2)

HAYES POV

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"Gosh, I'm so nervous..." I said as Nash did my tie. I don't know about dad, but Nash is like the only one who knows how to tie a tie, properly.

"Tight?" Nash asked me as he flipped the tie over his hand and looked at me for an answer, hitting me in the face with the tip of the tie.

"Tight enough, so that it won't fall off but not so tight, that it allows me to throw up..." I said to Nash as I looked at my reflection in the mirror as I fixed my button up shirt.

Nash looked at me confused. Like he just saw a monkey driving a lambo, but then had a smile on his face.

Nash shrugged off what I said and tied the tie as loosely tight as he can.

Nash finally moved out of my way and I saw myself in the 5 way mirror. I wonder if Steph is as worried about this wedding as I am.

"Dude, stop worrying, your going to do fine..." Will said patting my back as he stood up from the couch and joined me in the mirror. "You look on fleek, is that how the kids are saying it these days?"

I laughed at Wills attempt to be cool.

"Yeah, you used it correctly." I told Will as I did a 180 on both side checking that my suit is flawless.

Then something hit me.

We're marrying young.

My mother always told me that young people make mistakes, what if this is a mistake?

"Will?" I asked as my voiced cracked.

"Yeah?"

"What if this is a mistake? This wedding?".

"It's just the nerves getting to you Hayes, you love Steph with all of your heart and that's the reason why your marrying her" Will told me as we sat down on the couch were he was recently tying his black dress shoes.

"But what if I want to go on tour? What if I want to do photoshoots or do movies in a different country?"

"Your basing your love for Steph on 'what if' statements?" Will asked me in a unbelievable tone.

"What if I want to take a break...." I said, not talking to Will anymore but thinking to myself as I fold my hands on my lap.

"What are your saying Hayes?" Will asked confused, paying more attention to me.

"My freedom.... what if I'm giving it all away?" I said to Will, running my fingers through my rock hard hair.

Is this how the bride feels like on her wedding day? The butterflies in your stomach. The feeling that your going to throw up. The 'I want this to be perfect' feeling.

I'm getting mixed emotions right now

"Hayes, marrying young is not the end of your freedom"

Then it just clicked.

I want to travel the world with her. I want to settle down and have kids with her. I want to wake up at 4 in the morning, go in the kitchen and just cook for no reason and when she wakes up and asks me what I'm doing, I'm going to say, 'making food for the love of my life'.

"It means you want to travel and see the world, but with her by your side" Will explained to me with such passion behind his eyes.

"It means, kissing her lips every time I see her, in the morning and in the night and knowing she's all mine..." I said with Will, knowing what he means. Will smiles and nods his head.

Maybe I'm getting the idea.

I love Steph and I've always imagine a future with her and marrying her, is just step one.

"If you see marriage as the 'end of your freedom'..." Will explained standing up from the couch making his way towards the door. He opened it, looked at me for a good few seconds. "... then Hayes my boy, your doing it wrong."

And with that Will left.

"Dramatic exit, check" I said to myself as I stand up from the couch and look at myself in the mirror.

The one time in being vain. Im pretty sure I checked myself out in the mirror more than Cameron and Carter do their hair.