My Best friend Kidnapped The Love Of My Life (A Cameron Dallas FanFic)

Chapter sixteen: The End

I sighed. I was sitting with Cameron in his living room. "What's the matter hun?" he asks and I shake my head, "My mom. My dad. they won't be at the wedding" I tell him. How was my special day to be 'special' if my parents are't there? I wondered hard on this. "Cam, how can we make this work?" I asked, but he just stared at me. "Your brother."

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I sat in the boutique with Cameron's sister and My best friend Megan (sorry I didn't metion her before, she was on vacation i guess.) "So. Who is the lucky bride today?" the designer asked. "I am" I tell her and she smiles. "So what are you looking for today, darling?" she asked me, and i sighed. actually i had never really thought about it before. "Um..... something tight against me..... no ball gowns....... nothing fru fruy............. I dunno really" I say and she gulps. "Oh. that's alright" she says, "let us have a look." she leads us into a lobby where megan and Claire (cam's sis) sit. "Come with me dear!" The designer called and i followed. she was an older lady, though her hair was beautiful, it was black. I liked her at once. "OK. So, your friends and i will find you a dress, wait in here please" she says as i walked into a dressing room. she slowly closes the door behind me. I stand in front of the tall mirror in the dressing room. Am I pretty enough to marry Cameron Dalas? I didn't feel pretty. Then there was a knock on the door. The designer soon came in. "Here" she says, handing me a ball gown, "This was Claire's choice." She helped me get into the dress. I absolutly HATED it. "I cannot wear this!" I explain, "It feels too big! I feel like it will fall off!" she sighs, and hands me the other one. It was a mermaid dress. Megan must of picked it. I put that one on and looked in the mirror. "What do you think?" she asks, as i slide my hands down my side. It was tight, but not too tight. It was comfturble, and there was feathers on the botttom. "I don't know..." I tell her. I mean I loved the dress, but is it the one? "Well. come on sweetie. Let's see what your friends think" she says, and i follow her out into the lobby. They all loved it.

and the following day, started off, being the best of the rest of my life. "I do."

The end