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Chapter • 35 • Part 2

❊35 • Part 2

Y/GP/L/N = Your grandparents last name ;)

"Hey grandma, grandpa." I smiled widely at my grandparents walking over to them with a glass of rather expensive champagne in my hand, "Having fun?" I asked with a slight giggle.

"We are indeed," My grandma replied, receiving a joyful grin from her in the process.

"We can't believe that our little girl is now married." My grandpa said, running his hands up and down my back whilst I threw my arm around his shoulder, "We remember when you were a little one and you would run around our living room, shouting that you absolutely hate boys. And now look at you, you're married to one!" He chuckled, as did I and grandma.

We were currently at the after-wedding party and I was reuniting myself with my distant family members, who I hardly ever get to see anymore because when I was around 5 my mother and I moved out here to California whilst the rest of my family stayed in Florida. 

Cameron was also doing the same; talking and mingling with his side of the family. 

And one of the best sights at this after-wedding party is that you really get to see both of our families connect and get to know one another, which is really quite a relief.

Also, we still remain outside with many long, white tables covering the front on the mansion/hotel, as well as white chairs to match, which we had already eaten at.

Cameron and I had completed our vows, and let me tell you, it was very hard to achieve. Almost every time I tried to speak, I just ended up sobbing with happiness. Also, this was probably the most emotional I had ever seen Cameron.

"Hello Mr and Mrs Y/GP/L/N," That familiar voice smiled, wrapping one of his strong arms around my waist, "How are you doing this evening?" Cameron politely asked before kissing my cheek.

"Fantastic, we couldn't be anymore happier to see our little angel get married to a guy like you," My grandma replied, using her favourite nickname of mine, "But, I do warn you. I don't want Y/N's heart being broken like it has in the past. I mean, she wasn't married to any of those idiots, but it'l-"

"Okay grandma, we all know Cameron is not like that." I giggled, trying to pass the conversation.

"I know honey, just a word of warning." She implied before pressing her wrinkly, pink lips to my cheek, "We're going to talk to your mother, have fun." 

"You too," I smiled, finger waving at her.

I turned to Cameron, watching as his eyes stay focused on my grandparents as they said goodbye to him, "You know, I really like your grandparents." He stated, chuckling a little in the process.

"I know you do." I laughed before Cameron placed his hand on my hips and pulled me closer, placing his forehead against mine.

"I love you Y/N." He whispered,

"I love you more," I giggled, nearing my lips closer to his.

"I love you most." He smiled, his voice calm and quiet and lips grazing mine. Just as I was about to kiss him, the first song started playing.

I looked at Cameron as he smirked at me, "May I take your hand for the first dance?" He asked in a rather funny 'Texas' accent.

"Of course," I giggled. We both began walking to where everyone was mingling, but they soon dispersed as they heard the song come on and saw us walking to were we would dance.

We stood in the middle of the wooden platform, Cameron's hand had a firm grip of my waist, and mine ahold of his neck. We both started slowly swaying our hips to the music as our foreheads pressed against themselves and our gaze was focused on one another's eyes.