Let Forever Mean Forever

Part 2

(Reader POV)

You felt your stomach turn as you looked at yourself in the mirror in the white wedding dress as your best friend stood behind your snapping photos of you. Tara sat her phone down and wiped the tears from her eyes before grabbing your hands. You tried to hide the tears forming in your own eyes, still overwhelmed because you were getting married in less than an hour. Tara wrapped her arm around you and led you over to a chair in the dressing room.

"I can believe a year ago we were going on the Kruise and now you are marrying the lead guitarist of the band!" Tara said

"Next, you'll be marrying the drummer, so be careful what you wish for. I'm so happy yet sad," you replied

"Your pops would be here if he could Y/N. He loved you in his own way, just like your mom did," she said

"Yeah, I got over two dozen letters that she wrote to prove that, but Tommy won't let me go find her," you replied as you pulled out of her grasp.

"Listen Y/N, I can't say a lot about it right now, but be patient. Your man has something in the works for you." Tara said

You turned around and looked at her confused with a thousand questions hitting you, when a knock sounded on the door, making the both of you jump. Tara walked over to the door and unlocked it, cracking it before turning to you and rolling her eyes. You looked up to see Paul and Eric standing in the doorway with Tommy behind them, with a hand over his eyes. Laughing slightly, you walked over and grabbed his hand, pulling him into the dressing room with the other two men following him.

"Tommy, we are getting married in Vegas. It's okay to see me in the dress." You said as you stood in front of him.

"Yeah, look at your drop dead gorgeous bride. I swear if I wasn't married Y/N I would have snatched you up," Paul said.

Tommy turned and uncovered his eyes, glaring at the singer before he turned around and looked at you. He smiled at you and grabbed your hand spinning twirling you around as the guitarist whistled. You blushed before wrapping your arms around his slender frame and kissing his lips, feeling him instantly relax under your touch. Paul cleared his throat and motioned for Eric and Tara to follow him, giving you and Tommy a moment alone before the ceremony. The guitarist took a seat on the chair and pulled you to his lap.

"I'm going to kill Paul for his stupid comment, but he was right about one thing: you are beyond beautiful in this dress." Tommy said.

"Well, you look killer in this suit but I'm kinda looking forward to the night alone away from everybody," You replied

"Already looking forward to the wedding night, I see," the guitarist said

Tommy grabbed your chin and pulled you into a kiss that took your breath away for the moment. He picked you up and put you back on your feet before heading back to the door, making you raise an eyebrow at the guitarist. The guitarist walked toward the door and open it before turning to speak to you again, as you walked to the vanity and sat down putting on your makeup.

"I have to go make sure my best man has your ring on him. I don't want to add him to the kill list. Paul will be back in twenty minutes to walk you down the aisle. I love you, Y/N," Tommy said.

"I love you too. See you at the end of the aisle." You replied,

The door shut, and you turned back to the mirror, applying your makeup, when the door swung open again. You turned, expecting to see either Tommy or Tara walking back in the room, but Gene stood behind you with his dark sunglasses on and his arms folded in front of his chest.

"What do you want?" You asked.

"We need to talk before you get your claws any further into my guitarist." Gene replied, as he pulled up a chair.