"How about this?" I spun around slowly in a beautiful red cocktail dress that I wore in front of Will at the mall's fitting room. I needed him to help me choose the best to wear during the wedding next week. He already prepared his tuxedo.
He only smiled and covered his mouth with his hand.
I arched an eyebrow. "What?"
"You look very tempting." He admitted.
My cheeks flushed. He was sitting down at the waiting area outside the fitting room. "Thank you." I bent down to kiss his cheek.
The people who passed by and the people who were just near us grimaced at the sight of our public affection. Some younger teens who were together in a group playfully stuck their tongues out in disgust to their other friends.
I shook my head and went back inside to try out other dresses. At the end, Will chose the red, sexy cocktail dress.
***
"Are you ready to go?" Will asked from downstairs.
I glided my hands down the stair railings and Will gazed up at me as I walked slow mo as if I was having my moment.
When I reached to the end of the stairs, Will couldn't keep his eyes off of me. "Wow." He breathed.
Ashlee was in the kitchen but when she saw us both at the corner of her eyes, she dashed from the kitchen to the living room.
She panted and fanned her face as if One Direction was in front of her. "Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh. OH. MY. GOSH!"
"Ashlee. Calm down." I told her as I rummaged inside my purse for my phone.
"I can't. I just can't!" She shrieked and continued to fan her face and jogged in place from excitement. "Oh my gosh." She stopped jogging and she breathed heavily.
She breathed and breathed. "Ashlee. Pull yourself together, bitch." She said to herself. She pretended to be calm and she clears her throat. But when she glances back at us, she once again started to shriek. "How can I calm myself down when I know that I'll be an aunt soon?!"
I only cringed. "Oh my Gideon, Ash. Calm your tits down."
"This deserves a picture!" She squealed. "Go on, make a pose!"
She took out her phone from one of her pajama pockets.
Without hesitation, I moved closer to Will for the picture. Will wrapped an arm around my waist and we both smiled.
After a few flashes, Ashlee went upstairs. "This is totes going to be posted on my Facebook wall!"
"Remember. Don't make a stupid caption." I reminded.
"I won't. I mean, all I'm going to place is: Going to be an aunt soon! That's not stupid at all." She gunned and dashed to her room.
"Ashlee!!!" I shouted before she slammed her bedroom door shut.
I scratched my hair in annoyance and Will laughed, placing his hand over my shoulder. "Let her be."
I sighed.
"Come on. Let's go."
***
The wedding finished with shrieks of happiness from the families of the newly wedded couple once they both got in the limousine to get to the reception area.
We were already in the reception area and they picked a great spot to hold it in. A garden with beautifully trimmed hedges and a stone cupid in the center of it all.
We heard a loud voice being projected on the microphone inside the reception tent in the middle of the garden. Will and I were still outside. "Will, come on. Let's go!"
I linked his arm with mine and dashed to the reception tent.
"Julia, slow down!" He said as we both run off, kicking dirt.
We were finally at the entrance of the tent and we quickly went inside and stopped abruptly. Well...huge mistake.
We heard the voice boom with enthusiasm. "Now, let us all welcome the newly wedded couple, Mr and Mrs Vivar!"
The spotlight was focused on Will and I and the crowd fell silent. We both felt the heat creeping up. I turned to Will. "Shit."
Someone tapped on Will's shoulder. "Sir?"
I turned my body to face the person who tapped on his shoulder and found ourselves face to face with the couple.
"Oh my God. We're so sorry!" I apologized.
The bride laughed together with her husband.
Will didn't waste a second before he took ahold of my arm and we both got out of the couple's spotlight.
We both speed walked with eyes trailing off at us as we did so.
We met Lora and Ralph in a table with two vacant seats and we hurriedly occupied the chairs.
"Pahahahaha!" Lora laughed at the both of us.
I didn't dare to watch the people around us.
"Damn bro, that was embarrassing." Ralph laughed and slapped Will's back.
"Shut up man." He said and slapped the back of his head.
Both our cheeks were colored in a dark shade of red.
***
"Now, let us give the dance floor to our new married couple and to every couple in this room!"
The room erupted with the shrieks of the couples and laughter and shrills from the cute little flower girls running around with little boys their age.
Will interlocked his hand with mine and smiled. "The emcee said that all the couples can have the floor."
I didn't say anything but just beamed.
He lowered his hand down to my reach. "Shall we?"
I took his hand and stood up with his arm around my waist, feeling the chills of excitement. "I'd love to."
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Hello! So guys, I've been pretty busy. (Y'all already know why.)
And if you've noticed, the chapters are starting to get boring. And that is because I am out of ideas for this book and I have been facing with terrible writer's block. But since I want to continue to at least show my ideas in this book, I published it.
Here's the good news. We are already on 134th spot on Romance! Thank you!
And I'll be having a new book that I can actually relate to and it gives me so many ideas. I'm doubting that it'll only consist of 30 chapters. I'll have a lot of chapters because I relate to it.
My new book will be published soon. (Once I'm finished with at least 6 long chapters.) So PLEASE. BE PATIENT.
That is all. 💕
With so much love and chicken nuggets,
Brit❤

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