Is it wrong...If I love you? (SalxLarry)

Chapter 26 - I do...

Oof, hey guys. So...this is going to be the last chapter... I know no one reads this anymore but idc lol. Though I will be working on a few new projects soon so look out for them I guess. I'm sorry that I'm a shitty writer but this is legit all I have.
Anyway, over to our boys on their special day.

This was it. The long awaited special day. The marriage between two lovers, two best friends, two soulmates. The day in which they would declare their undying love for each other for the world to see.

"Hey, Sal?"

"Yeah, Travis?" Sal sat on a stool in front of the mirror he had looked into so many times.

"Why me? You could've chosen anyone to help you today, like Ashley at our prom. I don't think I deserve to see you like this..."

Sal swivelled on his stool and looked towards Travis.

"Because I forgive you, I don't hold anything against you, you were young and you only hurt me because you were hurt too. I didn't want Ash to see me before the wedding either, since she'd just cry all the time and I thought you'd be a great help!"

The blonde boy smiled and gestures for Sally to turn back around.
"Right, I have no idea how to do your make up, but I can help with your hair."

Sal shook his head,
"No it's ok, I can do most of it. You're here for moral support really. And to help me do the finishing touches. Besides, I can't get married while my best man is still in his jeans and t-shirt!"

Sal pointed at a suit bag hung on the lip of his wardrobe, the bag itself was opaque but you could still see the faint outline of the clothing inside, accompanied by a small tinges of black and yellow.

Travis rolled his eyes and pulled the bag from its makeshift perch. Unzipping it and carelessly emptying the contents onto the neatly made hotel bed. Sal smiles and drew his attention back to the mirror. Subconsciously, he traced his fingers along the grain of his mask which laid on the spacious dressing table among the many bottles and cans of various beauty products.

Armed with straighteners in one hand, and a brush in the other, Sal set to work on his long, blue hair, making sure to straighten every strand, ever so slightly curling it towards the end to give it a beautiful bouncy effect.

By the time he had done the first step, Travis had changed into his black suit, and was still tying his yellow tie in many different ways since he could never get it perfect.

Two slightly thick braids twined themselves into the front sections of Sal's hair, tying under his chin before finally shifting over his head so the braids connected over his hair, standing out to the rest. Sal took small jewelled flower pins and twirled them into his hair with equal distribution, it was slightly difficult to manage by himself so Travis eventually stepped in and placed the pins throughout his hair.

" Do we put the big one in now or later?"

Sal firmly shook his head, while trying not to shake too much that the pins fell out his hair.
"No, we add that last minute."

Travis shrugged and walked back over the the chain in which he had been sitting, picking up his phone and texting  his "Secret mission: Wedding" group chat with him, Ashley and Todd, updating them on Sal's transformation progress. He chuckled to himself as Ash worried if he looked good or if she needed to come rescue him.

Ashley has bought Sal the same make up as he has worn at the prom. All the products which flawlessly hid his deformed face underneath.
He applied all the cosmetics as he needed until he was left with a clean, beautiful face. It shocked him every time he looked away from the mirror and back, still not able to believe how normal he looked. His eyes were alive with different shades of gold, contrasting with his blue iris' ,the eyeliner and lashes added perfectly to them, creating an astonishing affect. His lips were painted with a deep purple shade, with a clear glitter coating, sealing it on.