Forgive This Trouble in my Heart. (Drew/Kier) ~FVK

Drew's POV:

I straightened up slightly, as i studied the reflection that shone back at me through the grubby bathroom mirror. My fingers were dancing around my bow tie, making sure that it was perfectly straight, and the waistcoat kept getting caught as i moved about. The joy of weddings.. But i had to go, i was the best man after all.. Luke needed me, so i'll be there. Luke Illingworth this is, one of my three best friends. He was a rather large guy.. but i just think that made him all the more kind. He was one of those people who looked the complete opposite of how he was inside.. And i liked that. There was Laurence too, or Bevers as we call him. He's practically the leader of the pack. And Shane. Well, Shane was practically my brother, we'd known each other since nursery basically. So that's us. 

Though, i can't shake the fact that Luke only picked me as best man for being the most sensible.. Sensible. Me. Drew Woolnough. Though i can't exactly say no. I leant forward, and combed my fingers through my fringe, flicking some stray strands from my eyes. They were heavily done with eye-liner, just the way i liked it. And i had a simple black waist-coat on to match my bow tie. With some pure black converse poking out from underneath my skinny jeans. I'd said yes to being best man, and i'd made sure it came with the privalidge of dressing decently. Not too posh, but Wooly-style posh. 

"Yo, Wooly, taxi's here." Laurences head curled around the door, looking down at me through his glasses. "Right. Hang on," I muttered, bending down to tighten the laces, and tuck the edges of my skinnies into the fabric of the shoes. "You look fine, now get your ass out here!" He called, disapearing from the doorway, and scurrying down the stairs ahead of me. I just rolled my eyes, and followed, grabbing the white-flowered pin that rested on a small table by the door. And with my earphones at hand, i was ready for a long ride full of nothing but Weezer. Literally good music to my ears.

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As we pulled up to the church, i tugged the wires from my ears, roughing up my fringe quickly before i left the cab. There was Luke, waiting in a smart, black suit, the same white flower pinned to his chest. His cheeks were flushed, and i could tell he was a nervous reck from a mile off. Oh Pilnahn. I jogged over, and grinned, his face lighting up slightly as me and Laurence approached. I was guessing Shane had arrived a while ago, he has a habit of being stupidly early for everything. "How you feeling, buddy? Excited?" I grinned, patting Lukes shoulder as he smiled slightly. "Insanely excited. And nervous. It's hard to decide which one at the moment." He mumbled, taking a deep breath, as Shane approached.

We were at the front of the church, Alice already inside, probably worrying just as much. Oh, Alice was Lukes bride.. They'd met at an FVK show once, clicked instantly. It was pretty adorable actually.. I've always wanted to know what it felt like, but no matter how many girfriends i've managed to get, it's never felt right. Guess i'm the unlucky one, here. I snapped out of my thoughts as Shane engulfed me in a hug, both of us pretty much matching in attire. "Looking good, Drew." He grinned, my eyebrows raising, as we broke appart. "Wool-icious." I winked, as Shane shook his head, ruffling up my fringe. "Oi! Do you know how long it took to get that right?" I moaned, it soon turning into a laugh as he grinned down to me. It even got a grin out of Luke, which just made my day..

I glimpsed behind, as Alices mother scurried down the carven steps, her heels scraping along the stone. "Luke, dear! We're all ready. Kier's just rounding up the last guests." She smiled as Luke took a deep breath, smiling to her."Let's do this." He grinned, his face lighting up. I patted his shoulder, as we followed Alices mother up the steps, Laurence jogging over from his brother and sister, as he joined us. I just bit my lip, as the guests slowly quitened down, watching us walk down the small aisle, to reach the altar. I'd never been good in crowds, and i un-suprisingly, regretted this. I hid behind my fringe, as Laurence and Shane moved across to sit down an aisle, leaving me and Luke as the centre of attention. I just stared at the tiled floor, my converse squeeking slightly through the silence. My cheeks were honestly on fire.. It was only when i almost tripped up the step that i realised i had drifted off again. My cheeks flushed even more, as i scratched my head, taking my place by Luke, the priest appearing in front of him. Everyone stood up in a blurr, as i subconciously looked around the building, just wanting to leave and hide somewhere..  I watched the last guests filling up the benches, as one in particular, sat right in my eye-sight. His cheeks flushed slightly, from running around i'm guessing.. I'll take a guess that that's K-i-er. It's Kier, right? Kier.. 

I watched him from the corner of my eye, studying him quietly. He wore the tightest jeans, the same converse as mine, occupying his feet. With a turquise-green tie occupying the white shirt that clung under a velvet black jacket. I dared my eyes to look higher, my swept fringe covering my curiosity. He looked up from his seat, his eyes following the bride i'm guessing.. but i.. didn't need to look. I've seen her before.. i'm already looking at someone interesting. 'interesting'. The word that was playing at my mind, was 'beautiful'. But i'm going to forget i even thought that. I blushed and looked away quickly. My gaze slowly climbing back up to meet his own. He was looking at me. He was actually.. staring at me. My eyes widened slightly, at this deep-red haired man, his eye liner complimenting his brilliant golden eyes. They were locked on my own, without any other movement. I watched him swallow, and quickly look away, as a reddness rose on his thin cheeks. Making my own cheeks burn. I hadn't even noticed Alice beside me, the priest muttering away quietly, as my heart slowly began to quicken. Even when i wasn't looking at him, i could see those autumn eyes in my mind, every detail. His labret piercing resting beneath the softest lips. Wait, woah. Wooly. Hold up. This is a man. A simple man. 

But he's not simple is he? I pierced my eyebrows together, trying to keep my gaze on the floor. But he was literally plagueing my mind. Like an addiction. I let out a shakey breath, as i coughed, looking up to the priest, Luke and Alice staring into each others eyes. At that thought, my eyes swiftly flew back to Kier. His eyes were locked in this direction. Obviously on the happy couple.. obviously. That was probably what he was staring at before. But either way, my heart was thumping against my rib cage, like a freaking drum. I swallowed and turned my head slightly, watching him. He was slumped against the end of the bench, a red tint to the skin under his eyes, as they travelled to mine again. I watched him take a breath, as he stared at me, his lips tightly shut. As if he was trying not to move. But those eyes, they were definitely on me. I could feel my lips parting, as if i couldn't help but gape at this man. I'd never felt so different. And i don't know if i liked it. He looked away again, blinking quickly, as he ran a hand through his red hair. A sliver ring glinting slightly, on his finger. It wasn't an engagement ring or anything, it was on the wrong finger. And for some reason, i felt..happy about that.

"Psst. Drew." I heard a harsh whisper, Kiers blush rising as him, and the surrounding guests all looked to me, expectantly. Shit. I jumped slightly, as i realised how long i'd been.. distracted, and i took the rings from inside my pocket, holding out a shaking hand to Luke. He smiled slightly, hidden confusion etched on his face, as he took the rings. The vows continuing. And thank God it was the end too, because i felt like i could honestly collapse.. My chest tightened at every glance from Kier through the next 5 minutes, and as soon as the ceremony was over, confettii rained over me, showering the couple as cheers rung out. I pasted a grin on, as Luke, Shane and Laurence all smiled to each other, and me. And as soon as we'd gotten into the open air, i took my chance to slouch against a gravestone, downing a bottle of water within seconds. I watched the blurr of confetti and happy guests wind around me, as i leant my head in my hands, closing my eyes as i tried to regain a bit of self-control. 

Who thought a wedding could be so difficult?..