Jamie's POV
I was sweating my body off. Literally I felt like I was two pounds when really I was still- oh who cares. It was time for me to put my tux on but I wasn't sure I was ready. I mean is anyone ever ready to get married? I looked at a picture of me and Alison after I had proposed to her. She looked beautiful in her light blue dress and golden flower wreath that she wore around her head. And then you look at me and I'm wearing a black jeans and a flannel. Why do I do these things to myself? Knock knock. The door opened and I saw Alison. "Just wanted to pop in before I get dressed." She said. Alison was simply wearing a white tank top and black spandex. I looked her over. "What?" She asked. "Oh nothing." I said nonchalantly. She gave me that 'really I know you're up to something' look. "Fine. You look really hot in almost nothing." I said. "Why thank you." She said turning to the side. I walked over to her and took her face in my hands. I squeezed so hard she looked like a puffer fish. "I love you!" I said with the most passion. She smiled and I let go. "I love you so much more!" She said with a smirk. "Do you now?" I asked approaching her. She sat on the couch and I whammed my body into hers and kissed her. She bent back and I tumbled on top of her. The door opened and Alison's mom was standing in the doorway. "Uh this must look really bad." She smiled. "It's fine. Before the wedding for your father and me well we made you." Alison's eyes widened. "Mom! We didn't need to know that." "Actually that was kind of a nice piece of info to know about you." I said. Alison massaged her temples. "Okay well that was a very nice visit Mr Hince. I expect to see you soon. Mother a word in my room please." Alison said leaving. "Alright I'll be right there." Her mom said. "Were you seriously alright with doing that?" I asked. She blinked. "Of course. Honestly I'm surprised I didn't see more!" My nostrils flared with embarrassment. "Anywho all I care about is that you don't use her for your own pleasure. If she isn't comfortable with something please don't force her. She's always been a rather sensitive person and I wouldn't push her limits if you don't have to." She studied me. "I would never do that Mrs Mosshart." "Now if I were you I'd be getting ready." She replied.
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Future Starts Slow
RomanceA fictional story about Jamie and Alison from the kills except that the band never existed.