Theresa's POV:
I have been busy all day planning the wedding. These people are fucking dumb fucks! I told them that I want my wedding to be perfect. I know I sound like a bitch, but still. Why do you think they are called wedding planners? Cause they are suppose to help you!
I am so stressed out. But I am never too stressed out not to ve around Dean. I love him & I cannot wait to marry him. I still don't know why he hasn't asked me to move in yet. I am gonna talk to him after his match.
Dean won against Seth Rollins. Which I had already knew was gonna happen cause Seth Rollin's is a bitch!
Me: Dean, I need to talk to you.
Dean: What's that babe?
Me: I was wondering, since I've been staying with you for the past 2 or 3 weeks, if I am gonna be able to move in? My lease is gonna be up in a few days or so.
Dean: *hugging me* Of course! I was gonna tell you right after my match that I want you to move in -- today!
Me: *shocked* T-today?
Dean: Yeah! Is that not okay?
Me: *sighing* I have a lot of stuff & what about my dog?
Dean: You can bring him with you. *placing hands on my face* Babe, I don't care how much stuff you have. The only thing I care about is you moving in & being with me.
Me: *feeling relieved & kissing him*
Three hours later all my stuff was now at mine & Dean's mansion. My dog is a little creeped out cause he isn't used to a huge place.
After of being settled in, I had ended up going to bed early. I had to meet with the wedding planner this morning. I tried on my wedding dress & I love it! I can't believe this is happening. I'm marrying Dean Ambrose September 3! In two months he will be my husband!
