You're Early [ManxBoy]

Chapter 32: So Proud

Chapter Dedication: MasonLekopoy and BlackGalaxy

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Never again will I watch Netflix with Dean. What I thought would be a regular movie night with him turned out to be a weird sexcapade. I should've caught onto his plan when he just randomly suggested it out of nowhere.

And waking up with a headache and a sore bottom is lesson learning enough. But that was four days ago. Also, he tricked me into last night too! Will I ever learn?

"Morning." Dean walked in, fully dressed and cleaned up. And might I say, what a sexy piece of man he was. Forget what I said about a clean shaved man being the sexiest thing. A little bit of hair looked good on him.

Don't fall for it!

"Morning." I groaned, hissing under my breath when I felt my thighs burning. Things really did get out of hand.

Dean chuckled and came to peck my forehead. "Did you enjoy the movie?" He teased.

"No, it was the worst."

"You loved it."

"If that helps you sleep at night..." I trailed off, earning myself a shove from him.

"On a more serious note, are you ready?" He asked. I sat up, even though it brought me great pain, and nodded. Today was the day. The day that would seal our fate as one.

"I'll see you soon." He kissed my cheeks lovingly before leaving. Not to long after he left, I got up to shower and get myself all freshen up.

In just a little while, Ciara should be coming over-

Ding Dong!

Right on time. I quickly ran down stairs, unlocked the door for her and jogged back upstairs into the bathroom. I was freezing!

At least the steam in the bathroom kept me warm. I heard come in just as I was trimming my small beard.

"Oh my gosh," I turned from the mirror to look at Ciara. She was fanning her face frantically. "You're getting married!" She cried with a wavering smile on her face. "I'm so happy for you."

"Thanks Ci." She hugged my back quickly before grabbing some tissues and gently dabbing it under her lashes. She didn't wanna ruin her make up nor her dress.

Ciara's dress was almost the same color as my suit. The full dress was turquoise with a lace white ribbon going around her middle. She looked utterly beautiful.

She helped me get dressed and ready.

"What time do we have to be there?" She asked with her brows scrunched up.

"At 10." I smiled. I can't believe how quick this day came. I swear, nothing can ruin this moment for m-"

"It's 9:45! We have to go, or you'll be late for your own wedding!" She yelled, grabbing her bag and everything. My eyes widened as blood drained from my face all the way to my feet.

I moved just as quickly as her, and soon we were zipping down the highway, moving in and out of lanes. And just because I wasn't the driver, that didn't mean my road rage wasn't just as high as hers.

"9:55! We have to hurry!" She yelled before stepping on the gas harder, making us both jerk back.

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Dean

"You're sweating badly man." Charles whispered in my ear from behind me.

"Don't you think I know that!?" I whisper-yelled. "I'm so nervous! What if he changes his mind? What if he says no? What if-" I felt a sharp sting on my left cheek.