My Youth is Yours (RPDR Multiship)

Forty-Nine

Bosco's POV:
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I was freaking out.

It was snowing more than we thought it'd be, and even though I was inside I was freezing and freaking out. I stared at myself in the mirror, having already messed up on my eyebrows three times already. I was terrified, every single thing that could go wrong was rushing through my head.

"I look nice in suits." Daya said, checking herself out in the mirror. "These pants make my ass look nice."

"...I'm about to breakdown and you're talking about your ass." I mumbled, laying my head on the desk of the vanity in Orion's hotel room. I felt like shit for being more worried than excited, but I couldn't help it.

Daya tilted her head, finally looking away from her ass to sit beside me. "Are you okay? I promise I won't mess anything up. I wrote down everything I'm supposed to say-"

I groaned softly. "That's not what I'm worried about..."

It was quiet before Daya sighed softly. "Are you worried about Jasmine potentially..."

"Changing her mind." I finished for her, trying not to tear up so I didn't smear my makeup. "Yes, that's what I'm worried about..."

"That's normal." Orion said, and I turned around to see her coming into the room with Jeffrey in her hand, complete with his bowtie I picked out. She walked over and set him in my lap. "I felt the same way with Jorgeous but look at us now."

I squeezed Jeffrey in one arm, dabbing my eyes gently. "Y-Yeah, I'm just being dumb. Jasmine wouldn't do that..."

"You aren't being dumb, that's a perfectly normal wedding fear." Daya said as she stood up and laid her hands on my shoulders. "Now just make sure you or Jasmine throw your flowers towards Willow. That'd make her happy."

I nodded a little and took a deep breath, starting to work on my own hair because I knew for a fact I couldn't trust these two to help me with that. "Is Angie almost here?"

"She said she was on her way." Orion sat beside me. "She stopped by Jasmine's room to drop something off for her, but I'm pretty sure she just wanted to intimidate her friend that's crushing on Camden."

I pinned my hair up, taking deep breaths to calm my nerves that just grew more. "Yeah, as if Angie is that intimidating."

"Let her believe." Daya smiled, taking a flower from my bouquet that had been set to the side and placing it into my hair. I stared at my reflection, knee bouncing anxiously. The build up was so hard to handle.

Angie finally opened the door, holding the outfit she had made for me when my first one was destroyed. "I don't know if I like leaving Camden alone with that pink girl." She mumbled as she came inside.

That got me to smile a little. "Her name is Rosé, Angie. She won't do anything, I promise."

"Well I'm calling those girls Pink, Purple, and Blue." Angie said as she took the suit out of the clear bags it was in. "Now let's get you looking all pretty, they're already getting Jasmine into her dress. I'm not sure if they know what they're doing exactly but..."

I didn't care how they got that dress on her, I knew she was going to look perfect no matter what. I stood up to let her help me get the corset on, my hands shaking heavily now as I glanced at the clock on the wall. It was almost time, and I was pretty sure I might pass out.

"Deep breaths, Bosco. You look pale." Daya said, looking at me with a raised brow.

"I'm fine." I lied as Angie laced up the back of the white corset. "I swear, I'm okay."