Fictional Love

Home Videos (2)

(Characters in bold are the parts happening while watching the video, so the normal ones are the actual video, the wedding.)

Laura's pov

"Jenna!" Laura screamed.
"What now?" She screamed turning the camera over to Laura.
"How about you film me instead?" Laura joked.
"Take a chill pill." Jenna said.
"Okay, seriously Jenna stop using lame quotes as everyday language." Laura rolled her eyes.

"Stop insulting me, and move it! Everyone is waiting for you downstairs. You look great stop worrying." Jenna insisted, pulling Laura out of the room.
"OH MY GOD I'M GETTING MARRIED." Laura screamed pulling out her phone.
"Who are you calling?" Jenna asked.
"Taylor." Laura answered casually.
"I'm not really a wedding person, but I'm pretty sure you're not supposed to do that." Jenna grabbed Laura's phone and put it away.
"Right. I can't wait to see how good she looks! I don't even know what her dress looks like! Is her hair up or down? Maybe we chose the same dress? Oh my God what if-"
"Shut up oh my God. I saw her dress it's not the same." Jenna interrupted.
"What does it look like? And how's her hair?" Laura kept on asking.
"Again, not a wedding person but I think it's bad luck. So, stop asking?" Jenna smiled.
"Fine, let's go." Laura said leading the way downstairs.
"Ima turn the camera off." Jenna said.
"No!" Laura turned around quickly, then fell.
"Thank God I didn't! Couldn't have missed that right?" Jenna laughed, then helped Laura and fixed her dress.

"Wow Prepon!" Natasha shouts, after laughing her ass off.
"Stop. Don't even." I say.
"No it's cute." Taylor smiles, then kisses me.
"Whatever press play." I roll my eyes.

"What on earth happened here?" Laura's mother asked.
"Nothing. Could you help me though? The back of the dress looks weird." Laura answers.
"Honey the dress looks fine, actually it's amazing, you look amazing. I can't believe it's your wedding day! I'm so proud of you sweetie." Laura's mother hugged her.
"Love you mum." Laura said, hugging her mother.
"Picture time everybody!" Jenna shouted.
They all regrouped next to Laura,
"Jenna get your ass over here." Laura insisted.
"I thought you wanted me to film everythig?" Jenna laughed, closing the camera.

The video resumes, and Laura was now in the car, when Sugar came on the radio,
"OH MY GOD TURN IT UP!" She shouted.
"Geez woman." Jenna laughed and turned the music up.
"I'm hurting babe I'm broken down, I need your lovin lovin I need it now!" Laura sang along.
"You're killing me Laura. Your voice is worse than a whale dying." Jenna said turning the camera to film them both, and muting the radio.
"Have you ever heard a whale dying? Don't think so! Anyway turn it back on.
"Whatever." Jenna gave up.
"Sugaaar! Yes pleeease!" Laura sang.
"Oh oh wait!" Jenna said turning the music off.
"Ugh, what?" Laura shrugged.
"Aren't you nervous? About tripping or something? I don't know man." Jenna asked.
"Why would I be?" Laura laughed.
"Well, Taylor's bridesmaid, Leah or Leslie, whatever her name is, made me read these maid of honor books so I thought I'd-"
"You read maid of honor books?" Laura laughed even louder now.
"Don't fucking mock me, this Leah girl wouldn't cave. She kept harrassing me about it!" Jenna argued.
"Still funny!" Laura said.
"Okay we're here. I'm turning this off!" Jenna said, getting out of the car.
"Fuck." Laura mumbled.
"What now?" Jenna rolled her eyes.
"I saw Taylor. In her dress." Laura said cover her head.
"What?" Jenna laughed.
"Over there!" Laura pointed.
Jenna turned the camera over to the woman Laura was talking about.
"Her?" Jenna asked.
"Yeah." Laura said still covering her eyes.
"Babe, it's not Taylor." Jenna laughed.
"What?" Laura looked confused.
"It's just another blondie getting married, whoa Taylor would be pissed if she knew you mistook that woman for her." Jenna joked.
"Can we workshop the video?" Laura laughed.
"No way, it was hilarious!" Jenna replied.
"Turn it off and help me get down." Laura ordered.
"Yes ma'am." Jenna jokes and the camera went blank.

The video resumes with Laura drinking champagne, and dancing,
"Laura, are you drunk?" Jenna asked zooming on Laura's facial expression.
"Not yet. I can't waaait to see Taylor. I miss her." Laura shouted.
"Okay you're definitely drunk." Jenna said, grabbing Laura's hand.
"What? I don't want to sit. I wanna dance." Laura cheered.
"Dude, drink this, you can't go in there like this." Jenna ordered.
"Geez, lighten up." Laura rolled her eyes.
"The ceremony is in about half an hour so you have time to sober up." Jenna said, lowering the camera.
"What? Don't stop filming." Laura pouted.
"Okay, I'll just put the camera here." Jenna said, then discretely turned it off.
The camera's on again, but this time Laura is sober,
"I really hope you didn't film me while I was drunk." Laura said covering her face.
"I did." Jenna laughed.
"Okay, that's my cue!" Laura said once the music started playing outside.
"Proud of you kid." Jenna said.
"Whoa don't go soft on me Jen." Laura giggled and hugged Jenna.
"Okay, go on! I'm gonna turn this off though, I'm pretty sure the camera man outside is gonna film the ceremony." Jenna said, coming closer the camera and turning it off.

"You were drunk before the ceremony even started?!" Taylor snaps.
"Babe, chill you know I can't control myself when it comes to champagne." I say, as I try to hug her.
"You know she's got a point there Schilling." Natasha laughs.
"Whatever. I'm gonna go take a shower." Taylor says.
"Don't tell me your mad right now! C'mon!" I shout, and follow her to the next room.
"I'm gonna leave you guys-"
"No. You stay here." I interrupt Natasha.
"Geez." She mumbles.
"Taylor stop! I can't believe we're fighting over this!" I say.
"Shh." She says, and closes the door.
"What? What are you doing?" I ask.
"I'm about to have sex with my wife." Taylor smiles.
"Really?" I ask, confused.
"Yeah. Now go kick Natasha out and come back here." Taylor orders.
I walk out and see Natasha staring at her phone,
"Hey Tasho, Taylor's pissed, so I think you should leave, I'm sorry I'll call you later." I say.
"What? Let me talk to her." Natasha insists.
"Okay, see the thing is, your presence here is getting in the way of us having sex. And trust me, you don't wanna mess with me, I haven't had sex since our honeymoon-"
"Whoa no need for dets. Bye." Natasha says as she leaves our apartment.

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