The Foster Kid (Part 9) (A Foster The People Fan Fiction)

Toasts

Almost everyone later crowded to the center. Everyone was with someone, whether they know each other or not. I heard people introduce themselves to each other and just danced away. We were all getting along that night and it was perfect. Nate asked if he could dance with me and I nearly had an asthma attack from that adorableness. He said that if his dad could dance with me, then he could too. How adorable can it get even more? Ryan and I managed to hook Stevens up with O’Malley. It was a great success. It took a while and a few pinching of O’Malley’s ear to convince him in doing it. When we were able to merge those two, they got carried away. All I need to wait on is Stevens bursting in my apartment, squealing that O’Malley just asked her out.

            I was looking around the perimeter while dancing with Ryan for the second time. Less tension was felt since everyone was focusing on dancing instead of just the two of us. People were smiling and that really melted my heart. But something else made my heart grow hands and stabbed itself multiple times. Andy had Stella propped on his hips and they were dancing. Same goes to Chris and Jane, and Sean and Daisy. Rebecca was dancing with Cubbie, Amy with Mark, and Isom with Codi. Sophie was dancing with her little Chris, and Macy was dancing with Austin. And then they switched places, having a total blast. But it didn’t last too long. Bummer.

            “Alright, back to your seats.” The guy announce, “We have one last special thing to do before you all can go home and cure your hangovers.”

            “I’m sober!” Mark declared proudly, earning a few chuckles.

            “Good for you, sir.” The guy smiled sarcastically. I like his sense of sarcasm. “Anyways, I’d like to call the groom to stand right here.”

            Nervousness started to bubble inside me all over again.

            Ryan stood up and straightened his tuxedo, giving me a wink before advancing to the stage.

            The guy handed Ryan a microphone as he got there and descended down the stage. He started clapping and everyone followed.

            I glanced at the guys in panic and they all shrugged at me with mischievous sneers. Assholes.

            Ryan cleared his throat, “Hi, everyone. So glad that you could all make it today. Thank you, thank you. Um… Before everyone starts drinking again, I’d like to propose a toast to my beautiful bride. I love you, baby. With all my heart, tears, sweat, and bones. I love you, especially the little things.”

            I covered my mouth with utter embarrassment. Thanks to Ryan, I felt myself turning into a blush of deep red.

            “From the very second I saw you sitting outside starbucks in London up to this very day. My gut feeling was yelling at me to do it, and so I did and look what happened. I got to one knee and popped the question. I married the girl who I was head over heels with the very second I saw her. I call that love at first sight. And it’s a miracle that no one tried to assassinate me today. I say that it’s something.”

            “It’s not the end of the day yet!” Pontius cried humorously, I hope.

            I saw Ryan microscopically grimace, “Well, there were a few ups and downs between the two of us but we managed to get over it. I like how we go with the flow. So chill. It took me about nine years to figure the puzzle out. I didn’t start when I dated you, I started when I first saw you. That was nine years ago, wasn’t it? We were only eighteen. Kids, basically.”

            Ariel was wiggling her eyebrows at me. God, she always does that. So the immature me stuck my tongue out at her.

            “My little sister used to say that there is no such thing as blots when it comes to true love.” He went on, “And I totally agree with her... Ally honestly looks better early in the morning. When she just flutter her eyes open, her eyelashes as if dancing. I feel that I am the most fortunate human being in this universe with the advantage of waking up to that every single day.”