You're the reason why I breathe.

Wedding Day (Pt. 2)

*Chris' POV* 

"He's gonna call it off, o-or he's gonna stand me up at the alter." I mumbled to myself as I tried fixing my hair, but I couldn't because I was shaking uncontrollably.

"Damnit, Chris. You're worse than Ricky right now." Angelo said, leaning against the door frame while shaking his head.

"What do you mean I'm worse?" I asked, swiveling around in the chair, raising an eyebrow.

"HE thinks you're going to leave him. But hey, everyone's like that on their wedding day, right?" I sighed in relief before a smirk spread across my face. 

"Oh shit, that's not good." He said, starting to back out of the door.

"So, when are YOOOOU gonna get married, huh!?" I stood up, running over to him.

"Ugh, not this lecture again!" He shouted, running down the hallway. I broke out laughing and went to chase him. 

"Jesus, you're supposed to be getting ready, young man!" I heard my little sister yell. My eyes widened and I turned around to see my parents and siblings. I smiled widely and ran into my mom and dad's arms. "Mom! Dad!" I squeaked in happiness. They both smiled and hugged me tightly. "Hey, son. Where's the bride?" My dad said, smirking. I punched his arm playfully and chuckled. "He's actually in the other room getting ready, I hope. Shit, I don't know. I can't see him until it's time for.." I said, trailing off and looking down, smiling like an idiot.

"You really love this boy, don't you?" Mom asked.

"Love is an understatement for what I feel for that man." I said, quietly.

"Man, my brother is an emotional faggot. Geez, mom. Where did you go wrong!?" My younger brother, Nick said. I smacked him upside the head, "Where's your boyfriend, huh?" I said. "She can't be here, she's in Cali." He said, sticking his tongue out at me.

I heard my phone alarm going off, meaning it was time. "Fuck!" I said, pushing past my parents and running back into the room to look myself over. "You pussy." Ryan said, walking into the room to help me fix my tie. I rolled my eyes and let him do the work. "Don't tell me you weren't nervous as fuck when you and Allie got married." He shrugged and muttered "Maybe just a little bit... Fuck, we need to go." He said. Once he was done with my tie, we sprinted out of the room. 

*Ricky' POV* 

"Angelo, can you promise me something?" I asked, linking my arm with his. 

"Sure thing." He said, looking down at me. 

"Please, no matter what happens, don't let me fall and embarrass the shit out of myself." I said, fear lining every word. He chucked and kissed my forehead.

"Don't worry, I was there every other time you fell, wasn't I?"

"And you helped me right back up..." I said, resting my head against his chest, smiling softly.  

"Exactly." He said. "Ready to do this?"

"I've been ready ever since I met him."

"Now that's what I want to hear."  

~ 

Everything feels like a dream. I swear I have never been more happy in my life.  

I shrieked as he thrown me onto the bed playfully and crawled on top of me. We were both giggling uncontrollably, well, at least I was.

He laid on top of me, propped up on his shoulders and gazed into my eyes. 

"Touch me..." I said, gazing right back into his. He raised an eyebrow, with a confused look on his face.

"Really?"

"Yes, really. I trust you. I finally trust you." He smiled softly and rolled off of me onto his side.

"Tell me what you want me to do to you..." He said, playing with one of the strings on my sweatpants.

"I want to feel your hands roam every single area of my body." I said, breathlessly watching him play with the strings. 

"Mmm, is that so?"

"I just want to feel your skin pressed against mine. I want to feel your lips all over my neck." I said. He smirked and leaned down, leaving soft kisses all over my neck. I closed my eyes and moaned softly.  "What else?" He muttered. 

"Just make love to me already. I'm tired of waiting. We're here on this beautiful island in this amazing house, just. love. me." He smiled widely and tugged at my shirt. I didn't hesitate and I quickly took it off and threw it onto the floor. 

"Well, someone's eager."

"Damn right I'm eager. Jesus, I just want to feel you buried deep inside of me for fuck sakes." I said, while he traced his fingertips along my chest tattoo's 

"When did you get these?"

"A year back. I never showed them to you?"

"You rarely take off your shirt around me." He said, hurt. I frowned and played with his hair. 

"I'm sorry, baby..." I said.

"No reason. I know you're insecure." I sighed and looked down at my crotch. Yeah, there was an obvious buldge. Chris slowly looked up at me with a smug look on his face. 

"Still want me to make love to you?"

"I was waiting for you to ask that."

A/N: GUYS I WILL CONTINUE THIS WHENEVER I FEEL LIKE IT, WHICH WILL BE TOMORROW BECAUSE I'M AFRAID YOU MIGHT KILL ME IF I DON'T FINISH THIS SCENE SOON. 

so, I love you guys that much to force myself to write a sex scene. Not as bad as my Ryan/Balz one though. Damn, I still regret writing that, then I read it over and suddenly my regret is gone.

OKAY I'LL SHUT UP NOW, NEXT/LAST (hopefully) CHAPTER WILL BE UP EITHER LATER OR TOMORROW.