Photographer ∞ T.H [1]

Chapter seven - Wedding

As I got ready to make my way to the Bride and Dylan to the Groom, I checked my outfit one last time. I didn't want to outdo myself, a black float top tucked into my red skirt, that sat above my knee, and the top had been pulled a bit out of my skirt. My heels were a black butterfly cutout heels, my hair into a formal up-do.

I grabbed my camera and check for the 10th time if I had all my lenses and my stand. Once I was finished I made my way out the house and grabbed Sam's keys, a black Camaro. Sam and Carly both have car, but I'm saving up to buy my dream car. Carly took Sam to work in her car. I went to All Seasons before I made my way further.

I took off and met the bride, her bridesmaids and flower girls at a hotel they were getting ready at. I caught some cute and funny moments on the video camera and snapped as much beautiful and valuable pictures as I could, mostly getting of the bride and her constant smiles and laughs.

The day was a success. After the wedding, the bride and groom had invited Dylan and I to the reception room. There we took pictures, Dylan and I taking turns. I caught a beautiful moment of the bride and groom on the dance floor for the first time as a married couple and i recorded both the bride and groom's speeches and vows.

Sometimes I wonder if I would too have a happily ever after. Maybe someday. But I was pulled out of my train of thought by Dylan.

"So Audrey and me are getting really serious, and I see a wedding ahead." Dylan says.

"You two have been dating for 6 years now why not pop the question. You not going to be young forever." I say.

"I'm planning in doing it next month on her birthday, how does that sounds." Dylan asks.

"Romantic." I say.

When I arrived home it was late afternoon, 5PM and I changed into warmer clothes. A long sleeved red top, a grey hoodie and black jeans and a brown pair of UGGs. The girls were going to get dinner at some Chinese restaurant and I wasn't really in the mood for Chinese so I declined on their off. They asks me if I wanted to go to gym with them bit I declined on that too. I was alone in this house until 11PM.

I posted a me surrounded with a bag of Doritos, popcorn and 5 packets of sweets and Netflix open in my laptop. I captioned it "Dying of boredom"

My phone begins to buzz and I receive a text from Tom. I enter the text to find not only a text from Tom but a picture of him in a Spiderman suit, the mask was in his right hand and his hair was a bit messy.

Tom 😎 :
Do u think I should post this?

Tom 😎 :
Finished up a day of work, in knackered
mind if I join u, that treats seems too good
to resist.

Alana :
Ouch my poor heart. U only want to
come over because of have treats. I'm
no gonna leave u any 😝.

Tom 😎 :
Well the treats R a bonus but in all honesty
I wanna come over to visit someone I miss
very much. This person is someone special.

Alana :
And who is this person?

Tom 😎 :
Wow and I thought u were the smart one 🤓¿

Alana :
I'm nobody special, I'm not even known by anyone.
U R special.

Tom 😎 :
U say u aren't special bcoz the world
Dsn't know about u. But that's an insult
2 me. I know about u.

Alana :
You took the words of John Green and
turned it used it on my and u used text
language, genius Tommy boy, you're a genius.

Tom 😎 :
Did those worlds help?

Alana :
Yip they did. Yay I'm special 😃.

Tom 😎 :
K, now open the door. Its freezing out here.

I drop my phone on the coffee table and run to the door. I open he door and in walks Tom with a bunch of snacks in his hands and a bug hoodie and cap that hid his entire face.

I let him come in. We ended up watching 6 episodes of the 100. I felt a warms arms grip on my tighter. I snuggle into the someone's chest and suddenly everything comes back to me, my eyes shoot open and I realise that I had fallen asleep on Tom.

"Tommy." I whisper and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Oh sorry." Tom says and lets go.

I begin to clean up our mess. We had finished all the snack, there was a bit of popcorn left. I picked up packets and began throwing them away. As I carried the popcorn into the kitchen a smile was plastered on my face.

I took out 3 pieces of popped corn and put the bowl in he kitchen I made my way back to the living room and threw tom with all three of them.

"Did you must throw me with popcorn?" He asks with a smile.

"Mayyybe." I say draging the y.

"You are so going to get it." Tom said and ran up to me with a smirk. I ran way and around the couch but he caught up and began mercilessly tickling me.

"Okay stop, P...please." I let out between laughs.

"Only if you go out with me tomorrow." Tom says.

"No." I say playfully and Tom continues to tickle me.

"That's not the answer I was looking for.

"Okay, okay. Yes, yes, yes." I say laughing.

Tom finally stops and I get up front he floor and make my way to the kitchen. I begin to boil the kettle of water.

"Would you like anything to drink?" I ask Tom.

The night carried on like this, us snuggling and watching The 100. Tom left before 11 saying that he had to be at work tomorrow early. I was sad because now I had no one else to cuddle and snuggle up to and watch The 100.

Twenty minutes later after Tom left I stood up from the sofa as my laptop had died. I then realise Tom had forgot his jacket. I text him and he told me he was about to text me and tell me. I tell him that I'd give it back to him as soon as I could. I plugged my laptop into the nearest wall socket and flicked through he televisions channels until I fell asleep on the sofa.