I Think I Could Love You Forever

Chapter 13: I Do

"Hey, can we go?" I asked the girls, strange looks on their faces. "We just ordered our drinks. Did something happen?" I hung my head, shaking it side to side. "I don't feel good, I wanna go home."

They smiled sadly at me, then took me back to my house. "Hey," Dima looked at me in confusion, Nikita smiling. "Hey!" I kissed Dima, looking over at Nikita. "What are you eating?" I asked.

"Spaghetti. Why aren't you out with Ani and the girls?"

"Hm, I'd rather be home with you two." I kissed Nik's nose, then going into the kitchen. "Can I join you, or did you have plans without me?" I smirked at Dima, making him laugh. "No, join us."

The rest of the night Dima kept giving me strange looks. As we got in bed, he finally asked, "Did something happen while you were out with the girls?"

I smiled, kissing his cheek. "Don't worry about it."

"Sergey, if we're gonna be husband and... husband  soon, we can't keep secrets. What happened while you were out?"

I frowned, holding his hand. "You can't be upset."

"Ok, I won't be upset. I promise. As long as you didn't cheat."

I laughed, smiling at him sadly. "My ex was at the club the girls took me to. I ran into him in the bathroom and he kissed me then, sadly, wanted to fuck me."

His jaw dropped. "What?" I squeezed his hand, sighing. "Yeah..."

2 Days Later

"Bitch, you're getting married!" Ani said to me as we ran through the airport. "Yes I am! In 4 days!" We jumped up and down, Dima smiling. "Alright you two, you can continue squealing on the plane."

The Night Before The Wedding

"Alright, here's the key to my room. I can't believe it's really happening. My slutty friend is actually getting married," Ani said as she held me in a headlock, messing up my hair. "Bitch! I'm not slutty," I told her, taking the room key. Dima tried to laugh quietly, turning away. "What?" I asked him. "It's just that you give major slut energy..."

"How is that?" I raised an eyebrow. "We fucked on the first date!"

"Ok, I can see how I'm a slut for that..." They both laughed at me a bit, then I hit Dima's shoulder to stop him. "Ani, I'll be there in a minute." She smiled, waving bye at Dima. I smiled, leaning in to kiss him. "I can't believe we're getting married tomorrow..." He rested his forehead against mine, the both of us closing our eyes. "You sure you can't stay in this room with me?" He asked quietly, holding my hands. "Yeah, I'm sure. The groom can't see the bride before the wedding." He laughed, pulling away. "This is not  a traditional wedding."

"It isn't?" I playfully raised an eyebrow at this. "Sergey. We already had sex, also, I don't know if you noticed, but we're two men. We had to fly to a foreign country to get married."

We laughed and hugged before I made my way across the hall. "Don't drink with the boys tomorrow," I said with a smirk. He understood and nodded. Nikita and I spent the night in Ani's room, then had to run around the city to prepare for a wedding that starts at 15:30. It was a crazy day, especially since we were in a foreign country. We were lucky enough to speak the language!

"Well, this is it," My mom said as she fixed my bowtie. "My little boy is finally getting married!" She wiped her tears as I laughed, putting a hand on her shoulder. "You have a good man, Sergey," She kissed my cheek, then getting ready to walk me down the aisle. I stood there nervously, not really sure what was happening. I couldn't think straight. Well, you know, I can't think straight anyway, but especially not now.

"Viktor, do you take this man to be your husband, to live together in holy matrimony, to love him, to honor him, to comfort him, and to keep him in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?"

"I do."

"And Sergey, do you take this man to be your husband, to live together in holy matrimony, to love him, to honor him, to comfort him, and to keep him in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?"

"I do."

I looked into Dima's eyes, reading the fear and excitement in his expression. Dima reached for a ring, Nikita smiling.

"Viktor, repeat after me," The priest said, "I give you this ring as a token and pledge of our constant faith and abiding love."

After we slid the rings on each other's fingers said everything that needed to be said, we finally heard the long awaited words.

"I, Liam, by virtue of the powers vested in me by the Marriage Act, and the Province of Ontario, do hereby pronounce you, Sergey and Viktor to be married. I wish you long life, happiness and prosperity, and may the vows you made to each other today, sustain you forever. You may celebrate your marriage with a kiss."

Dima kissed me softly as people took pictures and wiped tears. I smiled, looking into his eyes. "We're married..." I whispered, holding his hand. He chuckled, looking at the rings on our fingers.

That Night, After The Wedding

"Vitya, we're married."

Dima looked up at me, smiling as he kissed me. We sat in an embrace in the limo, just watching the night sky. "Dim, what's next for us?" I asked as he looked into my eyes as he caressed my hand.

"We're gonna go to the hotel and enjoy the night together, then we're gonna wake up and get on a flight to Miami. Then after a few weeks we're gonna go back to Moscow and be a married couple. Just the 2 of us. Well, and Nikita and Solomon."

I laughed. I can't believe this actually happened. I was married to Dima Bilan. "Have I ever told you how much I love you?"