Dance Your Hearts Out (A Nathan Sykes FanFiction)

Epilogue

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   It had been two weeks since we got back from promoting. I was talking to Ty about rehearsals for Strictly, which would be starting up in a couple months. We sat in a booth at a quiet restaurant, having lunch. The boys were shooting a music video for their new single and wouldn't be back till late the next morning. Music videos seemed to take hours for some reason...

    Nathan and I had managed to keep our secret quiet. He had gone out and bought matching silver chains. We took our wedding rings, which I still can't remember ever purchasing or seeing in my life until that morning, and hung them on the chains. We wore them under our clothes, but sometimes I would subconciously pull mine out and start playing with it or it would fall out from under my shirt and hang freely.

    No one really questioned it, they just saw it as an accesory. I never took it off and neither did my boyfr- husband. It's so wierd thinking of Nath as my husband, it's so wierd knowing that I'm a married woman. The thought of marriage used to scare me, but know that it actually happened, it's not that different from what we used to have. We still go out on dates, hang out with the lads, just do normal things.

"You okay, shorty?" Ty asked "you've been acting wierd since you got back".

"I'm fine" I smiled, shrugging.

"No you're not" he stated.

    Ty knew me better than anyone. Our relationship was so much stronger than I really knew. I could understand him in ways that no other person could and he could read me better than I can. We love and look out for each other and he always seems to know when something's different.

"Would it have anything to do with that ring you keep messing with?" he asked, like he knew more than he was letting on.

"I don't know what you're talking about" I mumbled, dropping my fingers from where they rested on the ring.

I didn't even notice I was playing with it.

"Yes you do and so does your boyfriend...or should I say...husband?" he questioned.

A shiver ran down my spine under his gaze.

"I know everything, boo... Jay and I went out to the bar last night... he had too many drinks and spilled everything about that night on the drive back" Ty sighed, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Are you mad?" I asked nervously.

"Course not" he sighed "I actually kind of sad that you didn't tell me first thing you got back" he admitted, adjusting his snapback.

"I couldn't tell you, Ty, honestly" I said sadly "we agreed not to tell anyone until we were really sure this was good or bad" I explained.

"Have you reached a decision?" he inquired, raising his eyebrow.

"Not really... we don't really talk about it" I shrugged, avoiding eye contact.

"So you're just going to carry on like nothing happened?" he asked, not sounding upset, but strongly curious.

"It's not that easy, there's this weight on my shoulders...this fear that someone will somehow find out... I'm scared to know how my family would react, how the media would react...." I trailed off.

"Don't be scared, boo" he said, reaching over and holding my hand on the table.

"What should I do?" I questioned, looking at him.

"What do you want to do?" he replied.

    Ty knew that he couldn't answer a question that only I could answer. I always knew what I needed to do, but was too scared to come to terms with it...

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   It was three in the morning, Sid was asleep in my lap as I lounged on the couch in the living room. For a husky puppy, he sure wasn't very active. I couldn't sleep, my mind wide awake with thoughts and worries. I mindlessly played with the ring, rolling it between my fingers. The TV was on low, providing comforting background noise.

    I heard the front door lock click and the door slowly creak open. Moments later Nathan walked into the living room, looking tired and drained,

"You're still awake, love?" he yawned, sitting on the arm rest closest to me.

"We need to talk" I spoke quietly.

He tensed, like any man, fearing those four words.

"About what?" he questioned, gulping loudly.

"This" I said, showing him the ring in my hand.

    His fingers instantly reached up to pull the silver chain out from under his shirt, letting it dangle loosely around his neck,

"What about it?" he asked nervously.

"I don't want my future children asking how mommy and daddy got married and me not being able to answer them because I was too drunk to remember" I stated, letting the words sink in.

"Yes" he said, wanting me to continue.

"I want you to decide...we either go back to Vegas and get this anulled... meaning I'll just be your girlfriend, again" I started, taking a short pause "or we get married for real in a real church with a real priest, with our friends and family" I finished, looking up at him.

    He stared at Sid in my lap, his face expressionless. I set the dog on the floor, him just rolling over and going back to sleep. Nathan stood up, took the ring from my hand and began to slowly pace back and forth, staring down at the two silver bands. I was scared yet excited at the same time to see what his final decision would be. One part of me, my heart, wanted to get married as soon as possible, but the other part, my head, was telling me to slow down and wait. How do I choose between my head and heart? (see what I did there ;) haha)

    Nathan finally looked up at the wall, placing his ring in his pocket. I stood as well, side-stepping Sid and moving to stand in front of Nath. He turned to me and looked down at me with his beautiful blue-green eyes. He stepped closer to me, running his finger along my jaw.

    He kissed me, slow and gentle, his lips warm on mine. I stood still, unfazed by his actions. As he slowly pulled away, my eyes remained closed, lingering on the moment. That kiss had so much in so simple an action. You always seem to know it's love just by how much a kiss affects you and Nathan's kiss had such an affect.

    When I did finally open my eyes again, he wasn't in my line of vision anymore. I looked down to see him kneeling in front of me, holding my ring between his thumb and forefinger. My heart seemed to skip a beat at the sight of him. He slowly took my left hand in his and let out a shaky breath,

"Victoria Catherine Fey... I love you and want to spend the rest of my life with you... will you please do me the honor...of marrying me?"      I felt tears starting to build at the sight of him. My right hand came up and covered my mouth as my bottom lip began to quiver. This was such an emotional moment, that I could barely find my voice.

"Yes..." I whispered.

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