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58-wedding/irl pt 4

cheering.
clapping.
whistles.
the norm.

mikey and i then smiled at everyone as the groomsmen all got in line for the pictures.

"mikey, pete, ready?" mrs way asked as soon as we were lined up.

"yeah," he answered.

both of our parents then started taking pictures  of all of us.

"where are we going on our honeymoon again, love?"

"belgium," mikey answered, sounding very excited.

the plane tickets were actually hella expensive, though, but mikey and i's parents chipped in to buy them for us. i actually love all of them, they did so much for our wedding and for us.

"okay, boys! go have fun," said mr way, snapping the last picture and showing it to mikey's mom.

"thanks, dad. see you later."

all of us then went to the banquet room to socialize and dance and eat and whatnot.

mikey and i were walking there when i accidentally bumped into someone.

it was our friend, lindsey ballato, and what looked like her boyfriend.

"oh, sorry!" lindsey apologized.

"it's fine, don't worry about it."

"well, thanks, pete," she said, unaware of the inside joke.

mikey, don't do it. don't you dare say it again.

"well, anyways," she continued, "this is my boyfriend, jimmy. he plays in mindless self indulgence with me. he's the lead singer."

jimmy waved at us and smiled, us doing the same to him.

he seemed like a pretty nice guy.

"see you guys around!" said lindsey waving us goodbye.

"well, let's go to the table," i remarked, leading mikey to the long table where all of the guests were.

our seats were at the very top of the table, being just two, the other seats along the sides. it felt like the table went on for miles; friends, parents, aunts, uncles, and cousins gathered on the sides.

"congratulations, guys! this is SUPER great!" brendon said loudly two seats down from mikey, ryan sitting in between the two. he had a glass of wine in front of him that had obviously been refilled a few times too many.

"thanks, bren," i said politely. he smiled at me and mikey before putting his hand on ryan's thigh, causing ryan to basically push his face onto his boyfriend's.

classic ryden.

anyways, we were all served cake and food and stuff. not much happened there, though. the most exciting thing was frank pushing gerard's face into his slice of cake. everyone laughed, even gerard. he didn't even seem embarrassed, surprisingly.

mikey and i fed each other cake, too. it was great.

until she came in.

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left you on a cliffhanger i'm so original

also who do you think SHE is???