*jocelyns pov*Tonight was the wedding. My brothers wedding. And I had somebody to take. Andrew and Selena were getting married off Manhattan Island. I was wearing a black dress that reached my ankles. With some white heels. I was stuck in my thoughts until a knock at the door. A smile grew on my face as I answered it and Mike was stood on the other side.
He wore the same color tie as my dress so we would match.
"Woah. You look great honey." He said taking my hand in his
"Ah stop it." I blushed
"Ready to go?" He asked me
I reached beside me and grabbed my handbag off the table. I turned back towards my boyfriend. Boyfriend. He led me out the door and into his car. He opened the door for me and handed me the aux cord. I played our playlist on the drive down.
"So, Mikey? I don't think I know this but, where are you from?" I turned towards him
"Oh, Ohio. My parents adopted me there when I was born." He smiled
"Cool cool."
"Just so I'm prepared, what do your parents do?" He asked me
"Oh well, my Mom is a seamstress. And my father is Captain with the Navy."
"Navy, huh? That's not nerve wracking at all!" Gotta love the sarcasm
"Don't worry, he's sweet. I swear." I reassured
"Whatever you say."
. . .
The ceremony was beautiful. A few tears were even shed. Mostly by me. Selena looked gorgeous and Andrew looked fine I guess. Mike must've grew more nervous as the reception grew near as he knew it was time for him to meet everyone. We entered the reception venue and it was decked out. I led Mikey to our table and we both sat down awaiting our first visitor. I spotted my parents alone and figured now would be the best time.
"Alright Mikey, let's meet my parents." I pulled him up and dragged him over
"Wh-what?"
"Jocelyn! Doll, how are you!" Mom pulled me into a hug
"Hey Mom. Dad!" Dad pulled me into a hug also.
"Hiya Honey."
"No uniform! Keeping is casual?" I teased
"Of course. Now, who is this young man?" Dad looked toward Mike
Mike grabbed my hand and squeezed it very hard. I laughed quietly at his antics before replying to my dad.
"Oh, this is Mike. My boyfriend."
Mike let go of my hand and shook my fathers as my dad looked him up and down.
"It's nice to meet you Mr. and Mrs. Darling."
"Oh please, it's Roy and Andrea to you Mike!" Mother exclaimed
"Alright, well, we have to go make the rounds! We'll see you two later?" I asked taking Mikes hand again
"Alright honey. We'll see you later." Mike and I walked off
Once a safe distance away I pulled him off to the side and turned him toward me.
"Mike! They love you!" I exclaimed jumping up and down in my spot
"Really? It didn't seem like it." He looked surprised
"Well, Mom never tells anyone to call them by their names. And dad? Well he didn't say one passive aggressive comment!"
"I'm glad. I was nervous."
"Well you still have to meet my brother. There he is now!"
"What?"
"Andrew!" I dragged Mike over to Andrew next
"Hey Jocey!" He pulled me into a hug before wrapping his arm around his new bride
"This is Mike. My boyfriend!" Mike held out his hand which Andrew took hesitantly
"So Mike? What do you do?" Oh no.
"I'm actually an actor. On broadway."
My heart stopped beating. My hands grew cold. I was so nervous.
"Broadway? That's what you do right Jocelyn?" He asked me
"Oh! Yeah. That's where we met actually."
"Oh my gosh! I adore going to shows! What're you two in?" Selena added
"I'm actually in Newsies. And Jocey is Les Miserable."
"Alright that's it! We're buying tickets to both shows as soon as we get back!"
"Alright, Mike let's leave these two to make the rounds. I'll see you guys soon."
We went back to our table and collapsed onto the chairs. Which were luckily pretty comfortable.
"That wasn't so bad. Was it?"
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New York, New York - Mike Faist
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