My favourite month November [Romantic Comedy]

Chapter Fifteen

“Wake up, Miley!: Charlie called, pulling me up to a sitting position. This was the day, this was the day of our wedding. 

Tayla hugged me, she looked beautiful in a purple-like coloured dress, she was one of my bridesmaids. “The weather on the beach is fantastic for this wedding!” She said, squealing excitedly. Tayla and I go way back, but we’ve been out of contact for a little bit. 

Darcie hugged me when she saw me as well, she was in a faded purple dress with a pretty red flower in her long blonde hair. Darcie was fifteen, and I wanted her to be my bridesmaid. Darcie is my niece, and we adore each other. I squealed when I saw Africa running in her long purple dress towards me.

“Don’t trip!” I said as we lunged into each other, laughing when my mother came in and gasped. A tear immediately escaped her eye and she hugged me. “You look beautiful” she said, swallowing a few times. 

“Please know that you don’t have to marry him” Shiloh (my mum) said, I shook my head. “I have made my choice and that is to be with Charlie, so please, discard any manipulations of trying to make me single yet again.” 

I locked eyes with the Lemonade man, who’s name I found out was Sam as I was walking towards Charlie. Charlie saw me and his face lit up, a smile went across his face and his cheeks were reddening. Not as in he was embarrassed, but it was a blush.

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“I do” Charlie smiled, his eyes glued to mine. I took a deep breath and looked at Tayla, Darcie and Africa. They smiled at me and Darcie squealed, making me smile. 

“Do you, Miley, take Charlie to be your lawfully wedded husband?” My what? Lawfully or awfully? I looked into Charlie’s eyes and smiled.

“I do.”

[THE END]

Finally, now I can continue doing other crap stories.