ASLEEP // A DOVE AND RYAN FAN FICTION.

Chapter 24// The Big Day Part 1.

RYAN'S POV:

I was sat in front of a mirror.
A woman was stood behind me styling my hair, and a guy was powdering my face.

I had to look perfect for Chloe.

I wasn't wearing my tie because it was hot and it felt too tight.

I had been sweating so much.
I was worried.
Worried about really stupid things like 'what if she says no' or 'She's not ready' that kind of thing.
Worried that she would look at me, look into the crowd, then run into someone else's arms and get married to them instead.
Or worried she would be too tired to do anything on the honeymoon.
I'm a guy.
What do you expect.

The hair stylist kept getting mad at me because every 5 seconds I would run my hands through my hair with nerves.

Colton was wiping my forehead with a cold wet towel every 5 minutes to calm me down.
I was shaking.
"Ry stop worrying, she's probably even more worried!" He told me, not calming me down.
"Oh my god my hair looks all wrong! Oh my gawd! Jess! Come here, the dress makes my baby bump look HUUGE!" Colton screeched, badly impersonating Chloe.

I just rolled my eyes.

DOVE'S POV:

I was stood in front of the full length mirror.
My stylist Julia was stood behind me, sorting out my hair.
She was trying to get it to look as glamorous as possible.
Even though by my face, I looked as if I had crawled out of a tipped over trash can. My mascara was stinging my eyes and my lipstick was smeared.
I had been sweating like a fat guy in a sauna who was eating chili peppers!

Luckily I was hardly showing.
I just had a tiny round bump that you could see through my dress.

Which was beautiful!
It was a low cut gown.
Deep blue, sparkles down the front.
The sleeves ended just before my wrists.
Behind me Veronica was straightening out the veil.
I smiled at her in the mirror and she gave me the two thumbs up and grinned.
I nodded.
I closed my eyes and hummed.
I didn't realize until about a minute later that I was humming someone you like.
I giggled as I remembered sitting next to Ry in the park and writing it.
I was nervous, he was cute.

I was snapped out of the that memory when my other stylist Tara accidentally stabbed me in the thigh with a pin.
"Sorry hon!" She said immediately after.
I nodded. "It's okay..I'm good..ha.." I mumbled, closing my eyes again.

I couldn't believe this day had finally come.

My makeup artist, also known as Candy, dabbed my forehead with a cold towel every so often. She could tell I was nervous.
Well, everyone around me could tell I was nervous.
But she was looking at me, a worried look in her eye. She bit her lip.

"Are you okay!?" She finally asked me.
"Yeah yeah..fine..good.." I answered, reassuring her by grinning at her happily as if to say "Everything's going great"

She raised her eyebrows as if she knew I was lying, and sat on the couch.

"Okay Chloe, your hair..is..DONE!" Julia said.
She then gasped, and wiped her eyes as if she was crying.

"You look...G.O.R.J.E.O.U.S!GORGEOUS!!!" She squealed clapping her hands.
"Actually Jules its G.o.r.G.e.o.u.s" I corrected her, putting emphasis on the G that was located in the middle of the word.
She just flipped her hair.
"Whatever Hun! You still look SEXIER THAN EVA!" She screamed.
I rolled my eyes.
She was an incredibly annoying person but I just let her be her..you know what they say..if you tell your hair stylist that they're annoying..you don't come back alive..that's a saying right!?