You and Me (Shawn Mendes) BOOK THREE

Chapter 2

After Shawn and I kissed, he scooped me up in his arms and carried me into the water. I dropped out of his arms and spun around with him in the water while everyone walked up the sand to the reception area. I gazed into Shawn's eyes.

"We're married," I exclaimed. "We're really married." Shawn pulled me by my arm onto the sand.

He kissed my tear stained cheek as he guided me up the sand and into a limousine. We were escorted to the hotel and I walked with Shawn to our adjourned rooms and kissed his cheek.

"I can't wait until our honeymoon," I whispered seductively in his ear. I heard his breath hitch and stepped into my room, shutting the door quickly behind me. I struggled to remove my wedding dress, but soon got the thing off and carefully placed it on my bed. I found my beautiful reception dress and marveled over it for a minute. It was cobalt blue and floor length. It fit like a princess gown, tight bodice, then boom at the skirt. The skirt fell with soft ruffles. The bodice was a lighter blue than the rest of the dress, letting the rest ombre. The neckline was a simple swoop into the back of the dress, which ended right below my shoulder blades. Black crystals drew a simple swirling pattern all the way down my left side, fanning out as the descended. I slipped on some black flats seeing as they wouldn't be seen and I couldn't deal with heels anymore. I quickly grabbed my phone, snapped a few pictures, fixed my hair and makeup, then I posted the pictures on Twitter and Instagram. In a matter of seconds, my phone was vibrating non-stop. I turned it onto silent then went to my Twitter profile. I saw that I now had 1.6 million followers and Shawn had 2.9. I gasped as I saw that I had 20+ DM's and notifications. I didn't bother looking through them as I stuffed my phone in my clutch and ran out of the door. I saw Shawn dressed in a handsome white suit with a blue tie. We jogged to the limo together and arrived no later than 20 minutes after we had left. Everyone turned their heads to watch our entrance to the outdoor reception.

The way the reception was set up was absolutely beautiful. The patio was large enough to fit four large living rooms, and on the sand there was a large wooden platform for the dancing. At each corner of the patio a pole was placed to hold up strings of lanterns. The reception was held at 6p.m.,ending at midnight. Each table was a large glass circle with a tree branch centerpiece. The tree had no leaves but white Christmas lights on them. Shawn and I sat at the middle table by ourselves as our family and friends sat around us. Light music began to play and I couldn't wait to get on the dance floor. I heard Miranda test the microphone.

"Can you hear me?" she asked as she stood on a small stage platform at front of the patio. Everyone stopped talking and turned in their seats to face her. "I guess I'll be starting off the toasts," she laughed nervously.

"I want to begin by saying one thing about the bride. Katie, you're a bitch, but I love you." everyone giggled and I gave her a knowing smile. She sighed. "You and I, we've been through a lot. And now here we are, at your wedding. When this time two years ago we were freaking out because the dude your marrying invited us to Magcon. But you fell for the right guy. He won't leave you. We had a long talk about this last night; that if he were to ever hurt you that I'd hunt him down and make his life miserable." she let out a nervous chuckle. "I know I've done a lot to hurt you and I honestly don't deserve someone like you as a friend. Thank you for making my life complete."  She then wiped a single tear away, put the microphone back on the stand, then walked off of the stage. I forced back tears then watched Aaron take the microphone.

"I've known you for a long time, Shawn. I know I've done some horrible stuff to Katie, and I wasn't expecting you guys to forgive me. I didn't think I should've been your best man, but now I understand. We're brothers, and we always will be. I am peaceful when I'm with you; contempt. No, you don't have to try and rebuild our friendship, but I'll put my all into making it the best it can be under these circumstances. Congratulations on your newfound love. I'm glad you found someone to make your sandwiches." Shawn laughed heartily and punched Aaron's arm as he walked past. I glared at him playfully and flipped him the bird when no one else was looking. A few other people I didn't know toasted mostly about Shawn, my mother took the microphone and softly cleared her throat.