Vic stayed home from work today to watch Copeland while I get forced to try on dresses. I really, really don't wanna wear a dress to my wedding. I should be able to wear whatever the fuck I want. I'm gonna wear a tux I don't give a shit for what Vic says. They can make me try dresses on but they can't make me wear one to my wedding.
"You ready to go? Time is money chop chop." Kaitlyn rushes me as i pull on my black TOMS. I groan as Vic chuckles behind me.
"Just because I'm trying this crap on doesn't mean I'm gonna wear a dress to our wedding, I rather be dead than wear a dress." I comment as I walk out my door to Kaitlyn's car.
"You'll look cute though, you're no fun at all." Kaitlyn sighs as I get into the small silver car. Kaitlyn gets in the driver side of the car.
"I'm not wearing a damn dress to MY wedding. It is my damn decision on what to wear." I say a bit agitated as Kaitlyn drives.
"Woah calm down bridezilla I'm not saying you have to wear a dress I just want you to try a few on because your figure is perfect." Kaitlyn states as she pulls into the dress shop.
"I lost all the baby fat so I'm pretty much back to normal despite the stretch marks." I say, getting out the car.
"I sent the shop your measurements so they should have a few dresses for you to try on already." We walk into the shop, the walls are a peach color and have racks lining the walks with white wedding dresses. I cringe at the amount of white.
"I seriously don't want to be here is a ton of bullshit, I'm a guy not a girl and I want to wear a tux to my wedding. So what is the fucking point of bringing me here to try of shitty dresses when I'm never gonna wear one." I rant at Kaitlyn as she sits me down on a white square chair, everything in here is white, it's sickening.
"We're here to humor Vic's idea so just calm the fuck down and try on a few dresses, I never said you had to wear one to your wedding it's your choice. Quite frankly I don't give a shit what you and Vic wear because you two wear what you want okay, I'm here to help you plan this thing by August." She says, frustrated with me no doubt about it.
The dress lady walk into the room with a silver rolling rack of dresses on it. "Kellin Quinn?" Her soft voice chimes a bit.
"Yeah that's bridezilla right here Stephany." Kaitlyn points to me with much agitation.
"Okay, it's lovely to meet you Mr. Quinn, I'm Stephany I'll be your personal fashionista today." She goes and hugs me, making me freeze up. It's been a while since I've hugged a girl besides my daughter.
"Hi...." That's all I can muster up really so I just watch Stephany sift through the dresses on the silver rack. She pulls out a ankle length dress with a train on the back. It's a simple dress really, no intricate design or lace, it's a long sleeve dress.
"Okay lets try on this dress first, it's nice and simple but still beautiful and cute. It is perfect for those brides who doesn't wanna show off." Stephany states as she rushes me towards the dressing room to try it on. When I get in I undress and pull on the dress. It's a snug fit and it doesn't fit around my waist well plus the sleeves are itchy. "Come gives us a little cat walk when you're done getting it on."
I let out a sigh before walking out and crossing my arms over my chest. This fucking dress is so damn tight ugh. "That one looks a bit tight, so this dress is a no go." Kaitlyn says while examining me.
"That's what I was thinking, plus this dress doesn't quite suit him at all." Stephany says while pulling out another dress. I sigh when I see the simmering of glitter. Fuck my life.
Stephany hands me the glittery dress that has a tony of design, the top of it seems simple and plain but the bottom has this netting stuff and glitter and little gem stones, it also had little frills at the bottom. This is like some princess shit right here. I walk back into the dressing room and take off the plain dress. I really don't wanna be here at all.
I pull on the glittery dress it doesn't hug my waist it more cascades down it. The top of it is a bit loose I'm not sure if it is suppose to be loose. I walk out of the dressing room and look at them expecting criticism. "The top is too loose, it doesn't hug his features correctly, plus it's too princess like for him." Kaitlyn says and Stephany just nods her head before getting up and looking through the dresses on the rack.
"This one is going to be a bit different, it has pants to it because its a dress shirt where the shirt is a mini dress. I'm pretty sure something like this is more suited for you." She hands me the outfit and I head back to the dressing room.
I look at the outfit as I get out if the glitter dress. It doesn't seem as bad as the other two, the pants are black slacks and the dress shirt things is white long sleeves with a little train coming off the back of it. I slip into the pants, they are comfortable and fit perfectly, I get the shirt on and that also fits perfectly. I walk out the dressing room and look at the two of them.
"Perfect it fits everywhere that it's suppose to, it compliments your body type and you don't look too girly." Stephany says showing me to the mirror. I don't look bad at all but I'm not wearing it to my wedding.
"Can I go home now, I have dishes to do and the house to clean plus my daughter and fiancé are waiting for me to be home." I say going to the dressing room and changing back to my normal clothes. I bring the dresses out and hand them to Stephany and head out to Kaitlyn's car.
I get in the passenger side when Kaitlyn unlocks the car, she gets in right after I do. "You looked lovely in those outfits Kellin." She says and I roll my eyes.
"I looked like a tranny whore." I reply to her in an annoyed tone.
"No you didn't Kellin you looked perfectly fine."
"Look Kaitlyn I'm not wearing any of those outfits to my wedding I'm wearing a tux, I went because you told me to."
"Fair enough."
Once we get to my house I get out of the car and head up the steps, going inside to the house being an absolute disaster. "How do you do this Kells?" Vic says when I walk in. Holy fucking hell.
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November Skies (Kellic + MPreg)
FanfictionLife was simple for Kellin Quinn he was attending college on a music scholarship and he graduated high school at the top of his class. He is a bit racist and Homophobic and hated Vic fuentes since sophomore year of high school. Life was about to ta...
