The Show Must Go On (Jaythan)

End of My Days and Beyond

{A/N Hello again! So I needed to speed things up, sorry. This is two months later, at the wedding. Enjoy! ~Pickles}

Jay's POV

I waited with Nathan nervously to walk to aisle. I was totally ready to marry this man. I was just scared of how people would react.

Nath noticed my distress. He put a hand on my arm. "It will be okay, Bird," he whispered.

I flashed him a smile. I felt my heart start racing. No. Bad thing. No. I took deep breaths to try to slow it to normal.

There. We were walking down the path to a beautiful flowered archway. We stood underneath it, holding hands.

The marrying-person or whatever he is called said some words to the audience. There were no fans; this was family and friends. There were a lot of people seated out in the garden, smiling up at us.

"Do you, Jay McGuiness, take Nathan Sykes to be your husband?"

I smiled broadly. "Yes. I mean, I do." I blushed as people laughed. Nathan chuckled, his gaze never leaving my eyes.

"And do you, Nathan Sykes, take Jay McGuiness to be your husband?"

"I do," my love said.

"Say your vows." {A/N I don't know the order in a wedding ceremony....sorry}

I slipped the ring onto Nathan's finger. "When I first met you, I was in love. I know I was. You are perfect. I vowed to myself that I would chase you down even if you turned me down. You became my best friend, and I was happy with that, until I suspected you felt the same. When I found out you did, I was ecstatic. I love you, Nathan. And I will to the end of my days and beyond," I said.

Nathan wiped his eyes and put the other ring on my hand. "I love you so much, Jay. You're the only person I will ever love. It will be so hard without you, but I will go on, for you. I will spread the memory of the amazing Jay McGuiness to the world. I will look up to the stars every night and think of you. It breaks my heart that you have to leave, but I have enjoyed every moment we spent together. I wouldn't trade them or you for the world."

I smiled through my tears. He laughed a little. "Look at us, crying." I chuckled.

"I now pronounce you man and husband. You may now kiss the groom," the person said.

I laid my lips gently on Nathan's, savouring the taste and smell.

I felt a few drops of water on my head. Pitter, patter. Then the sky came crashing down.

I laughed. "This is what we get for living in England!"

Nathan laughed, too. He took my arm and led us down from the archway. "Let's go find somewhere to wait for it to clear up."

I spun around, arms in the air. "Why?" I asked. "We can just party out here in the rain!"

My new husband-yeah that's right husband-smiled. "Alright!"

So we had our reception outside in the rain. The food got mushy and the drinks spilled, but it all turned out okay.

When the first slow dance came on, I reached for Nathan. He led me in the dance, since I didn't know how. Clumsy me.

He rested his head on my chest. "I love you, Jay," he whispered.

I laid my chin on top of his head. "I love you."

Nathan reached up and kissed me, slowly and sweetly. I closed my eyes, not wanting to let go.

He planted a soft kiss on my neck, sending shivers down my body. My heart beat faster. No, no, no. Stop. No.

My chest started to ache. I grimaced.

"Is something wrong?" Nathan asked, concerned. I gritted my teeth and smiled, shaking my head.

A shock of pain burst from my chest. I double over, letting out a cry. I clutched at my heart, begging, pleading for it to stop. I felt Nathan's hands on my arms, and heard his voice asking for a doctor.

I took deep breaths, willing my heart rate to slow. It did, but only a little. The pain loosened a little. I could focus on my surroundings now.

I was laying in the mud, everybody crowded around me. Nathan was looking at me, tears in his eyes. An ambulance pulled up, taking in the back with my husband. I struggled to focus on his voice.

"Jay, come on. Please. Please Jay," he sobbed. "I love you. Please don't leave me."

I gathered all my strength and lashed out, grabbing onto his hand. My heart didn't like that rebellious action. It burned again. I cried out before my world went black.