Forever Unstoppable - Hot Chelle Rae FanFic

Chapter 42

-RYAN'S POV-

Um, yeah so.... WOAH.

Did last night just happen? Did that happen?

I hope it did... it was invariably the best night of my life yet.

My eyes were still closed, these expensive sheets kept me perfectly warm, making me not want to get up. I opened my eyes to a bright room, illuminated by the sun. I followed every wrinkle in the sheets, until they went off the edge of the bed; I was alone. Not acceptable.

I rose out of bed and slipped on some grey sweatpants. I rubbed my eyelids, obviously they didn't want to stay open. I glanced at the clock... SEVEN AM?

Right as I walked through the bedroom door I was hit with the smell of breakfast. It made me notice how incredibly hungry I was!

And then there she was, in my white dress shirt from last night, slowing swaying to the radio on the counter. She was pouring herself a glass of orange juice, and then she smiled and silently giggled for some reason.

"What's so funny?" I asked. She jumped, not aware of my presence until then.

"Good morning," she being condescending. Her smile gives me butterflies again, it never fails to. She sets her glass on the table that is already full of food.

"Room service!" she says, skipping towards me. She hugs my waist and pecks my lips quick and then again and again, until we're laughing.

"Last night was amazing," she smiled.

"I can't agree more," I grin. She giggles again.

"What's so funny?!" I ask again.

"Nothing!" she replied, "Just every time I think about last night I get all giddy I guess!"

I shake my head and join her for breakfast; pancakes, eggs, bacon, everything you could think of.

"We broke the rules to a very big extent!" she exclaimed.

"Oh my god, if you're aunt or parents find out..."

"I don't care, because I love you!" she screams. I laugh at her exuberance.

"Wedding's today," she says as if she is reminding herself.

"You're going to look great," I say giving her a reassuring look.

"But my scars ar-"

"They make you who you are," I interrupt. She stares at me, a twinkle in her eye like I'm God or something. Soon enough her face softens and she displays a smile before getting up to put her dishes in the sink.

I hope there is good food at this wedding.