Sleeping With a Friend

Chapter Thirty

I woke up to the sound of my phone hitting the floor. Okay, I didn't just wake up, more like jumping out of skin at the sudden noise. It kept buzzing, forcing me to shuffle quickly out of bed and run over to it.

"Hello?!" I answered, feeling rushed and frantic at only 8:30 am.

"Todays the day. I can't believe it. Can you believe it? This is finally happening. I'm getting married today in less than twelve hours I'll be married. Y/N why aren't you here right now." Sophie blabbered on and on. She was right about one thing, I could not believe it. Time had flew by and before any of us knew it, it was the day of their wedding. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm ecstatic she found someone she wants to spend the rest of her life with, but as I've said many times before, she rushed into it. Almost abnormally. I guess these things happen though, when you find someone you love almost too much you want to experience anything and everything with them. I wouldn't know.

"Okay, okay! Calm down!" I hurried to my closet, throwing clothes on my bed, then I moved to my dresser, trying to make myself look presentable with only one hand. "I'm on my way, don't worry."

"I'm not worried. Why would I be worried? It's only the most important day of Luke and I's life so why would I be worried. Y/N. I'm not worried." It almost sounded like she wanted to cry and she probably already was (better to happen now than when her makeups down and she's freaking out on someone).

"Just-alright, take deep breaths. I'm leaving my house now!" I originally wanted to wake up a little earlier than I actually did so I was thankful that her call woke me. After hanging up I ran around my house, up and down the stairs, each time forgetting something else to stuff in a bag. This all seemed so untraditional, I still didn't even know who Luke's best man was. But knowing Sophie, I'll find out the second before I'm about to walk down the aisle.

The ride to her place was calm. I kept myself soothed by the sound of the radio playing those songs you hear too often. There were cars parked all outside of Luke's place and I wasn't surprised one bit. Sophie made plans for Luke to stay at one of his groomsmen's house—who I didn't know either—where all the guys would get ready.

When I opened the door, I didn't bother knocking because everyone that was here was probably circled around Sophie, making sure she looked her finest. It was 9:27 am, only 3 hours and 33 minutes until the ceremony.

"Oh Y/N! Sophie's mother cooed, walking fast toward me and wrapping her arms around me in a tight hug. "How have you been?" It was nice to see her after it being so long.

"Good, good!" I grinned pulling away, my tired eyes wanted desperately to shut and for me to fall back asleep. "And you?"

"Fantastic! Oh can you believe it's finally the wedding!" I didn't even know Sophie told her mom, that's how fast it went.

I nodded with that grin plastered on my face, "I know, I can't believe it." She grabbed my arm and pulled me into the room where all the make-up, hair, and everything else was set up.

"Where's Sophie?" I asked as she sat me down at one of the empty chairs. I sat my bag down at my feet.

"She's still getting her hair done." She sat down next to me, leaning in close, "The first time was a disaster." She patted my knee, chuckling, "And you know how Sophie is." I laughed along with her.

While we sat catching up, a women came up to me who I had never seen before and offered to do my hair and makeup. If I knew Sophie, this was her way of getting the star treatment, hiring professionals to do the work and making everything perfect.

When that was finally done it was 10:45 am and I had still not even caught a glimpse of a bride to be. I'm surprised she didn't need to be sure of what everyone was doing, or in our faces to make sure we were on task to be on time.