To Write Love On His Arms

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The next summer was their big day. Of Mice and Men had canceled a tour due to this memorable day. Today was Austin and Matty’s wedding day.

Currently, Austin was standing in the hotel room by the beach, taking deep breaths like that night when he proposed to Matty. Expect this was different, he was getting married. Sure, he’s been married before, but he was marrying someone different, someone better, and someone who actually loves him.

“Son, you look fine,” Austin’s father, Robert said, entering the room. “The ceremony is going to start in ten more minutes.”

“Yeah, I know, dad. I’m just really nervous and I don’t wanna screw anything up,” Austin said, turning to look at him.

Robert was fixing the red velvet tie his son was wearing, sighing a little. “You’re not going to screw anything up, Austin. Everything is going to turn out fine, I know it. Now let’s get going before it starts.”

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Matty was in his hotel room, checking himself out in the mirror. Alex Gaskarth from All Time Low, who he started to become really good friends with, was sitting on his bed, watching his friend now pacing back and forth in the room. He was fiddling around with the tie he was wearing, getting frustrated. He was mentally yelling at himself, saying that this was why he doesn’t wear ties.

“Here, let me help you,” Alex said, getting up and stopping Matty by placing his hands on his shoulders.

“I’m sorry, I’m just so damn nervous.”

Alex only laughed a little, smiling at his friend. “Hey, when I was getting married with Jack, I was nervous too. It’s normal, Matty. But I promise that everything’s gonna go well. Just take a breath and let the rest come easy.”

“Really? You used your own lyrics on me,” Matty said, playfully rolling his eyes at him and laughing. Alex was probably lucky that Matty loves “Dear Maria, Count Me In”.

“Yes! But really, just take a moment to relax then you’re all good.”

“Thanks, Lex.”

“You’re welcome Mr. Future Matthew Carlile.”

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‘Breathe, Austin. Everything is gonna go smoothly. Soon Matty and I will be married. Remember, forever and always.’

“You got this, Austin,” Alan said reassuringly.

“Yeah, I can do this. I can do this,” Austin repeatedly said to himself. “Is it time to start?”

“Now it is,” Phil said.

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“Dearly Beloved, we are gathered here today in the presence of these witnesses, to join Matthew Alexander Moore and Austin Robert Carlile in matrimony, which is commended to be honorable among all men; and therefore – is not by any – to be entered into unadvisedly or lightly – but reverently, discreetly, advisedly and solemnly. Into this holy estate these two persons present now come to be joined. If any person can show just cause why they may not be joined together – let them speak now or forever hold their peace,” the minister began speaking.

The wedding was taking place at a beach near the hotel they were staying at. It was a warm day and the sun was out, hardly any clouds in sight. The scenery was beautiful with its clean sandy ground and the clear saltwater was hardly crashing down the sand, but just sat there.

“Now, Matthew, repeat after me,” the minister said, looking at him. “I, Matthew Alexander Moore, take you, Austin Robert Carlile, to be my husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part, according to God's holy law, and this is my solemn vow.”

Matty repeated the minister, his chocolate brown eyes never leaving Austin's.

“And Austin, repeat after me. I, Austin Robert Carlile, take you, Matthew Alexander Moore, to be my husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part, according to God's holy law, and this is my solemn vow.”

Austin repeated the vow, Matty lovingly smiling at him the whole way through.

“Who has the rings?” The minister asked, looking around at the guests.

“I do,” Tino said, taking the box out of his pocket and handing them to Matty.

“Matthew, repeat after me. I, Matthew Alexander Moore, give you Austin Robert Carlile this ring as an eternal symbol of my love and commitment to you."

“And Austin, repeat after me. I, Austin Robert Carlile, give you Matthew Alexander Moore this ring as an eternal symbol of my love and commitment to you."

One the ring exchanging was finished; Austin's heart began to race. This was it, the last part before he and Matty would officially be married.

"By the power vested in me by the State of California, I now pronounce you husband and husband,” the minister finally said, smiling softly at the pair. He could tell they were deeply in love with each other, “You may now kiss each other.”

Austin didn't need to be told twice; he pulled Matty to him and connected their lips together in a loving, yet passionate kiss. Cheers erupted around them, and they pulled away grinning at each other.

“Together,” Matty said, whispering against Austin’s lips.

“Forever and always,” he finished, kissing him again.