Being Married to Sal

Wedding Night

(Hello guys! So you probably don't even remember this story, but things have changed. The names changed, but that's pretty much it. I'm not changing anything else now...I just wanted to change the names. I also read through this and realized how childish it is, but whatever.)

Haley's POV

My dream was finally coming true. I was marrying Sal. The love of my life. Of all people who loved him and lived on this planet, he chose me. As I got my face ready, my friend Bessy and my mom helped me get my dress on. It was long, silky, and I loved the pattern. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I sighed and my father came over to me. I smiled and a tear left my eye. "I love you baby girl." "I love you too daddy." He smiled and took my arm. The doors opened and I slowly walked down the isle, staring at Sal the whole time. He had a huge smile on his face which made me blush and look down.

We've reached the end of the isle and my dad put my hand in Sal's. His skin was soft and warm. I looked at him and he was looking at me. I couldn't understand what the preacher was saying because I was looking at my world. I finally heard the preacher and repeated what he said. Sal did the same and I said, "I do." He smiled at me and said, "I do." "I pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." Sal took my face in his hands and kissed me passionately. I heard the cheers of my family and friends. The only two who weren't here, were the ones I wanted most to be here. They were my best friends and didn't even know I got married to Sal.

He pulled back and took my hand in his. I turned around and threw my bouquet of flowers. I turned back around and saw that Bessy caught it. I laughed and she did too. Sal picked me up and carried me bridal style to the limo. We were having the after party at the place he was for the tenderloins tour. He took my hand and we walked inside. "Wow. It's been awhile since I've been here." "But you live here." "I mean to this place," he laughed. I smiled and hugged him.

It was Saturday, September 17, 2016. I didn't want to get married today because my birthday was literally tomorrow. I will be 19. Sal is 20 and born November 6, 1995. He begged me and I gave in so we were married today in Staten Island, New York. I live in Pennsylvania, but wanted to be married here. Sal wanted to be married in Pennsylvania, but I pointed out he chose the date and he finally agreed. We met in Pennsylvania at his tour. I was 14 and he 16. It's a long story, but let's just say he gave me his number.

4 years later we were married. I love this boy so much I was only gotta marry him. I had no one else in mind. I've always loved Sal. No one else. Okay maybe Joe, Q, and Murr, but that's it. I've been watching Sal and the guys for awhile now. He made me happy and special. No one else could. Only he could. I don't know how, but he did. "You know I love you right?" "Of course, that's why we're here." He laughed and sat me on the stage. He jumped up with me and put his arm around me. I cuddled into him and we did this all night. We ate cake, opened gifts, and danced. I was forced to sing a few songs and I groaned while Sal smirked at me.

Finally it was the end and he took me to his car. I got in and leaned against his shoulder. He played with my hair and drove home. I moved to New York because I had less stuff then Sal did and didn't want him to move all of it. We got home and I got out and he threw the keys to me. I unlocked the door and all of a sudden something flew across the room and broke. I looked at Sal and he walked in first. I turned the light on and noticed that it was my laptop that shattered. I walked over to it and picked the pieces up. Sal suddenly tackled me and I groaned. "Sal, what the hell?" He got up and pulled me up too.

"I'm keeping you safe." He walked to the fireplace and bent down. There on the ground was Sal's microphones and stuff for What Say You? I bent down next to him, put my hand on his shoulder, and he looked at me. "This only started when I came around. It's my fault your microphones and stuff is broken." "Don't say that. You're the best thing that has happened to me. It's just audio stuff. You mean more to me and I'm not letting you leave." I shook my head and walked upstairs. I heard footsteps following me, but they were too light to be Sal's. I quickly went into our room and shut the door. I scrambled out of the dress and threw my pajamas on and taking my hair down at the same time.

It had waves in it and I groaned. I walk into the hall only to be shoved into the wall. I saw a figure and it started choking me. "Sal," I gasped. I heard him run up the stairs and look at me. I could finally breathe and the figure was gone. I started coughing and Sal slowly walked to me. I looked at him helplessly while he bent down next to me and ran his fingers over my neck. I flinched and pulled back while hitting the wall with my head. "This is my fault. You're endangered because of me." He whispered. "I don't care. I love you." I looked away and laid on the ground. He picked me up and walked into our room. He laid down on the bed and pulled me on top of him. He ran his fingers through my hair and held me close. I felt safe in his arms. I could feel the cool metal of his ring against my back. I eventually fell asleep on his chest in peace and pain. This was a frightening wedding night.