Why We Fell in Love

Chapter Forty Three

"Here's the last box," Noah says, bringing a box into our room. Our room. We live together now. It's still crazy to me. "You know for two people, we have a lot of stuff."

"I'm going to start working in the closet," I say. "Want me to unpack your clothes?"

"Yes please," he says, kissing me on the cheek. "I'll be downstairs with the cable people."

I smile before going into the closet. It's a huge walk-in closet for the both of us. It's not huge huge like most celebrities but it's very spacious. Noah gets one side and I get another. I open one of the bags and see Noah's clothes. This might take a while.

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Noah's POV

I walk into our room with a plate of salad and notice she's not in here. I walk over to the closet and she was hanging up some of our clothes.

"Hey beautiful, I brought up some lunch," I say.

She smiles," thank you. Just leave it on the dresser. I'm sorting through mountains of clothing... How is it downstairs?"

"Confusing, busy, and tiring," I say as she nods. "These guys barely know what they're doing. Lucky for us, I know a thing or two about TV's and cable."

"I can't wait till we settle in," she sighs. I smile before actually walking over to her and hugging her.

"It's going to take some time but don't worry babe. After we're married, this place will be done and perfect," I say.

She looks at me," nothing's perfect Noah."

She starts digging through clothes again as I raise an eyebrow," really? Than what are you?"

She rolls her eyes," good one."

"How many more bags you got?" I ask as she looks around.

"I have some shoes and I have to unpack your shirts," she answers.

I laugh," have fun with that... And we need to start this wedding planning thing. Whatever that is."

She chuckles," we'll talk once we're done, alright big guy?"

I nod before leaving the room. It's nice to be home.

~

It's the evening now and Abby and I are sat at the table eating dinner with our wedding planner. His name is Marcus. Marcus is a cool name. Anyways, we've set a date for a day in the summer because that's when everyone gets married. It's going to take place on the beach because a lot of stuff happened on the beach. We had sex for the first time. And it was a night I'll never forget.

"Alright. When we send out invitations, what do you want the message to say?" he asks.

"Uh... You're invited to celebrate the love of Abby Rose and Noah Evans?" Abby questions as Marcus nods.

"Well we have to put Abigail... To make it sound more formal," he says as Abby groans. Marcus chuckles a bit," have you made a guest list?"

We both shake our heads as Abby says," we've been busy moving in here. But we will make one and we'll give it to you ASAP."

"Here's some layouts for the invitations," he says, displaying a lot of cards. "I can always customize it for you."

I stare at all of them confused. Why is there so many wedding invitation cards? I look at Abby and she has a face full of life and color. She's genuinely happy about all of this, including picking out a dumb card. That's why I'm marrying this girl. Because even though I don't give two fucks about an invitation card, she puts a smile on my face.

"Noah, do you like this?" Abby asks, pointing to one with flowers and cursive writing and other stuff I don't care about.

"I like whatever you like," I say. "I want this wedding to be perfect for you."

"You're getting married too. This is our decision," she says.

"Yeah, and I trust you with making the final decision," I reply.

She looks at Marcus," we like this one. But can you change the color?"

"Of course," he smiles. "What colors?"

"White, silver, the lightest can think of... And mint green," she says.

"Oh, that's a nice twist," he says, jotting everything down. "Alrighty. That's all I need today. I'll be back in two days to get the guest list and we'll talk about how many people will be attending and your attire."

"Thank you," she smiles.

"Of course darling," he says as they shake each other's hand.

"Thanks," I nod as he does too.

"Have a nice evening," Abby says, closing the door on him. "Oh my god we're really doing this. We're actually planning our wedding. This is unbelievable."

I laugh," why?"

"Don't you find it ironic?" she says, wrapping her arms around my head as mine wrap around her waist. "We hated each other when we met. We despised each other. And now we're in love and getting married."

"Well I never hated you when we met, I thought you were cute," I smirk as she rolls her eyes. "But yeah, this is kind of ironic but who cares? This happens in every romance movie."

"We're one of those relationships," she whines, hiding her face on me.

I kiss her on the head," I don't care what relationship we have. As long as I have you, I'm good for a lifetime. I mean, look at you. I'm suprised the fire alarm haven't gone off yet."

She laughs, pulling away from me," Noah, stop."

"My point is, I'm very lucky I have you," I say as she smiles. "And this wedding is happening very soon. I'm marrying the girl of my dreams. Finally."

"Can I ask you something?" she asks.

"Shoot," I say, cleaning the dirty plates we just ate off of.

"It's a weird question but... When did you find out that I was the one? Like when did you know I was the one you wanted to spend the rest of your life with?" she says. I turn off the water and stare at her.

"Well I started having mixed feelings towards you. One day I liked you, the other I found you annoying" I say, remembering the first day we met. Boy have we changed. "I found out I really liked you when I saw you, Meg, and Dylan outside of school and he was just a bit too close to you. I started getting this burning feeling in me and I was ready to beat the crap out of him."

She smiles," I saw that burning fiery in your eyes. I remember it."

I scoff," yeah, it's hard to hide my feelings for you. But I knew you were the one when you said yes to me when I asked you to homecoming. It was a bit too soon to know you were the one but we started out on the wrong foot and you still said yes. You knew I was an alcoholic and a drug addict yet you still agreed to go to a school dance with me. You accepted me... Your turn."

She rolls her eyes," well it took me a while to finally figure out you were the one but I definitely knew I had feelings for you after homecoming. I saw how much you were improving yourself and it made me happy. Your compliments throughout the night made me blush like crazy and I don't do blushing. And eating at McDonalds after the dance just made it more special."

I smile," you can't hide those rosy cheeks from me."

"But I knew you were the one when I said I love you for the first time," she says as I nod. "I'm not explaining why I said I love you. Just know I've said it and really meant it to you and my dad."

"I feel honored," I laugh as she does too. "Our vows are going to be very long and cheesy."

"Mine's going to be better though," she says.

"You wish."