All the secrets of a fangirl | B. E. Story |

69.O We couldn't get higher.

"FUCK WHERE IS MY VEIL"  I screamed running down the hallway, holding up my dress in both my hands. Almost tripping over my own damn feet while i was searching for it. Today we were gonna get married, and i wanted it to be perfect. Every little detail, which includes my motherfucking hair getting done and ready.

"You gotta calm your ass down now." Sophie's familiar voice coming behind me, made me trip over my dress since i didn't expect her to be here that fast. "See, now that's whats gonna happen when you act like this Lana."

I grabbed Sophie's hand, getting myself up from the ground. Letting out a loud groan before we walked into our beautyroom, Sophie was wearing a gorgeous soft salmon pink knee height dress i picked out for her, since she is my bridesmaid.

"I shouldn't stress so much, but i'm pretty anxious."  I noted, trying not to play with my acrylics.

"So is Billie, this is your guys day." She nods at me through the mirror with a smile on her face.

She was right, i could only imagine how Billie would feel at this point. Billie also doesn't know how to deal with stress, i would be there for her in that kind of moments. I smiled at the thought of her probably discussing ridicoulous shit with her mom at this point, trying to hide her anxiety. "Done."

I gasped when i looked into the mirror at myself, the veil was hanging down my shoulders from my hair, i took it all in. For the first time in my life i could honestly say i looked good, and that i feel genuinly happy about it. The dress i picked out, was a lace one. Long lace sleeves down my arms, and the body was in a mermaid shape. I sighed, thinking about my mom. Who would love to see me right now.

I could feel that she was here with me tho, and when Maggie told me last week she wanted to walk me to the altar. I knew that she would be so proud of me

I wiped away a tear and looked into the mirror for one last time. "Showtime."

"Showtime." Sophie stated.

Billie's p.o.v

"Why does my hair look like horse poop?" I grinned at Casey who playfully nudged my shoulder. She was tired of keeping up with my ass for this day, i woke up feeling whiny. And the feeling didn't leave, since it's my way dealing with stress.

"Let's do a low sleek bun." I furrowed both my eyebrows and shook my head at the hairstylist talking total shit i didn't understand a word from. "Yeah, do your sleek shit."

As she was making her way with my hair, i looked up to see Claudia walking into the room. Looking gorgeous as always, i gasped at her. "You literally don't have to do anything, and still look this good."

"Same goes for you, since they call us "twins" right." I let out a loud laugh when she looked dead ass serious at me.

"Total buuuuuuuull-" Claudia interrupting me with giving me a small gift. "From your lover." Wiggling both her eyebrows as she was waiting for me to open it up.

"Maybe it's a big ass strap on to f-" I immediately shut my mouth when Claudia and this hairwoman turned their heads to me with a dirty look. Without saying anything i opened up the package, smiling when i noticed it was a new watch. The one i was whining (yes, whining again, fuck.) about the last few weeks when we walked by the store.

The little note with; i love you. writting on it, made me smile even wider. This woman, is finally going to be my wife today. Shit, i was so ready for it.

"You're all done, m'am." I chuckled at the woman, checking out my hair. Looking sleek, sleek right? as fuck. "Thanks dude." Hopping out of the chair, making my way into the garden. The first guests would only arrive in ten minutes, and before that they wouldn't let anyone in.