Missing Half of Me (PHAN)

Chapter Twenty Three

AN: Sorry this has been forever, I have had a lot of exams, and I have so many more in the upcoming months, so updates will be slow, sorry about that.

Also I would like to clarify that asexuals will have soul mates but they will be PLATONIC, and you would know if you were an asexual, and your soul mate would agree, and it'd be PLATONIC. 

Thanks.

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Dan's Pov

After Christmas, it was Phil's birthday, and not long after that it was the wedding, and the night before nerves over took me. I was staying with Tyler and Troye at their house, and I couldn't help the nerves jiggling through my legs, turning me to marshmallow. I wasn't nervous about marrying Phil, I loved him, but it was the fact that I had to wait until the next day, and what if I did something stupid and ruined the whole day?

Tyler and Troye had tried to calm me, telling me it would be completely fine, but I didn't believe them. What if I tripped over my own feet? What if I ripped my suit?

The what if's flew around my brain at an alarming pace.

" Dan, calm down, it is going to be completely fine." Troye reassured me.

" But what if...."

" Listen to me Dan," Tyler imputed," nothing is going to go wrong, and if it does Phil is still going to love you, and you are still going to get married."

I nodded.

" Good, now go to sleep." Troye said, and I realised they were weirdly acting like my parents, but I did so anyway.

The next morning I woke up with anxious and nervous energy. I was so ready for the wedding, and yet so unprepared as well.

Time passed, and I got ready, and waited with nervous energy before the wedding started.

The room was a normal layout for a wedding. The rows of seats covered in white cloth faced the front of the room, where I waited for Pj to bring Phil up the isle. Pj and Chris were Phil's best men, and mine were Tyler and Troye. We had each picked two, finding it impossible to just choose one.

Tyler was helping me straighten my tie, and Troye was smoothing down my hair, and they reminded me of fussing parents. I looked at my own parents in the front row, and they smirked and took a photo.

Music began playing and my heart raced and my palms began to sweat.

Chris looked at me, giving me the signal that he knew Pj was coming, so Phil was on his way.

Then they turned the corner.

Phil looked beautiful.

His raven locks fell smoothly, flicking around his face, and his swept fringe lay near upon his forehead. His sapphire orbs sparkled with happiness, and there was not a single ruffle in his suit, nor was his bow-tie out of place.

" Wow." I breathed.

" Hubba hubba, hey Dan." Chris whispered to me jokingly.

I ignored him. I focussed on Phil completely, feeling my nerves disappearing as he grinned at me. When he reached the front, I took his hands in my own, cupping them, and bringing them to my lips to kiss softly, and he smiled up at me.

" Hi." He whispered.

" Hey, fancy seeing you here."

He grinned and Pj snorted.