Playing With Fire || d.h

108. Wedding Eve

A couple weeks have gone by. We've basically gotten everything done for the wedding. Dodie, Macy and I have gone to get their bridesmaid dresses tailored. We've also picked out the color scheme for the wedding, and have decorations piled up in several rooms of the apartment. We've also reserved a five-star hotel room for our wedding night, and have also been working out where our honeymoon will be. The price tag of this wedding keeps growing higher and higher, but I try my best not to worry about it.

Dodie and I sit on the floor in the lounge, folding origami flowers in the color scheme of the wedding. The wedding is is designed to be more minimalistic, but we want a flower arrangement in the middle of each table during the reception, and making them by hand is a lot cheaper than buying actual flowers. Dodie insists it'll help the aesthetic of the wedding and reception feel more modern.

My fingers are stiff and covered in paper cuts, and the floor is littered with paper flowers. Sighing heavily, I lie on the ground, staring up at the ceiling.

"Can't we hire someone to do this for us?" I moan, rubbing my eyes. "It's so much fucking work."

Dodie laughs. "I mean, we could, but that would probably be just as expensive as buying actual flowers."

I sigh. "This bloody wedding couldn't come any sooner."

A few hours later, I stand in the kitchen, gripping the counter as I squeeze my eyes shut. I'm annoyed, and tired of the work. Weddings shouldn't be this stressful, especially when I didn't want this to be so extra in the first place. My head pounds with exhaustion, and I want nothing more than a long nap.

Footsteps come from behind me, and familiar hands grab my shoulders, massaging out the knots in my back. I sigh heavily with relief.

"Why're you so tense?" Dan's breath tickles my ear, and I sigh.

"I'm just stressed," I admit. "With this wedding. There's a million things to do, and after we finish one thing, it seems like two more take its place. I don't even want the wedding to be as big as it is. It all feels so...unnecessary."

I can feel Dan nod his head. "Yeah, I get it. Tell you what, from now on, you only handle the details you want. I'll handle what's rest."

I laugh. "You might have to ask Dodie, considering she's the one in charge of this whole operation."

"I'll talk to her," he whispers in my ear, shivers running down my spine.

"Thanks," I reply. "I would, but I don't want to hurt her feelings, or anything. She's doing so much for the wedding, and I can't be any more thankful."

"It's going to be alright," Dan tells me. "Before you know it, the weddings going to be here, and then we'll be in our honeymoon, and never have to look back."

"I still can't believe I'm getting married," I sigh. "I mean, my entire life, I never thought it would happen. I always thought I'd only end up with the shittiest of guys, and end up a single mom, or something of the sort."

Dan laughs. "Honestly, I never thought I'd end up married, either. But it's amazing, really. I can't remember when I've ever been this happy."

I smile, and turn around to face Dan. I wrap my arms around his neck, and gaze up into his eyes. "I don't think I've ever been this happy, either."

He smiles, before kissing me lightly on the lips. My heart flutters, and after all this time, I don't know how I still feel so in love with him. I never thought love could last this long.

Dan separates from me, our faces only inches apart. "I don't know about you, but I'm really craving some pizza."

I laugh. "It's like you read my mind."