Shameless - Gallavich

Nine months later

Ian--

I couldn't believe I was standing where I was. The decorations were white and blue, simple yet beautiful. The dance floor was being spaced out with tables and chairs surrounding it. It was finally here. Three months ago, Mickey asked me to marry him. For a few days we went back and fourth about how we wanted to go about it.

"We could just go get hitched now, y'know." He told me one night. "No one has to know, it could just be me and you and it'll be done and you'll be mine forever."

"As sweet as that sounds Mick," my sarcasm blasting through. "I don't want to do it that way. It's special, we're special. We've come so far and I want to celebrate that, with everyone we love." I told him in the best way I could say to get him to understand.

"You're the only person I love, Ian. The only person I need there." He went on to tell me that night, but eventually we agreed on this. What I was looking at now. The open room we rented for the ceremony and reception.

For the last three months, I worked extra shifts. Since Mickey had gotten his GED when he was in, he was able to land a job with the help of one of my co-workers, as an assistant to a high end lawyer. He hated making her appointments, following her around, and getting her coffee; and he loathed the way she continuously flirted with him, even though his desk was covered with pictures of us. But it was a job and a decent one with good pay, so he dealt with it, doing his job and surprisingly doing it well; all while constantly reminding her that he had a fiancée.

Ugh, fiancée. I was his fiancée. And in just a few short hours, I'd be his husband. I couldn't believe it. Mickey had come such a long way from the boy I met all those years ago, we both had grown. But to see the man he was today was something special. He completely changed, for the better, for me. For us. And here we were, getting ready to give ourselves to each other on a much deeper level in front of our family.

We kept everything simple. Simple guest list of our family and a few of Mickey's close buddies. Simple decorations. Simple food. A simple small room we were able to rent, with a simple man from Craigslist that was ordained, to marry us. It was simple, but to me, it was everything I could have wanted. Mickey hated the planning, of course, but I knew it made him happy to see me happy. It was going to be a simple day to start off our simple and beautiful marriage. That was more than enough for me.

Kevin brought in the last of the tables and food and made his way to tell me he was going to get Vee and get ready. I hadn't seen Mickey since last night and it was killing me. We wanted to keep it, well I wanted to keep it a little traditional and not see each other the night before. We were finally getting some normalcy in our lives and I wanted this to be as normal as it could be, even if it only lasted a few hours.

I got to the Gallagher house and started to get ready for the night. Before I knew it, it was time to start heading out again. My nerves, which had been hidden away all these months, had decided to come out to play. I froze before getting to the door and took a step back to sit on the steps.

I'm going to get married today and damn if that didn't scare me. I was completely giving myself to Mick and he was completely giving himself to me. Even if we had always been each other's all these years, this was different. I stood slowly, putting my weight on the banister beside me just in case I freaked again. I wasn't getting cold feet, as they say, I was instead feeling overwhelmed with all of my love for him and in that moment, all I wanted to do was see my husband.

My heart was beating fast.