The Best Man

Chapter 5: Meghan

I shut the door behind me and leaned against it. I finally let the tears stream down my face after keeping it together for my ride back to the flat. I had no idea why Taron had acted the way he had – I thought he would be happy for me. He was my best friend after all.

I got out of my jacket and lay it over the couch and walked over to the kitchen to get some chocolate. I sat down on the couch and tried to come up with an explanation, but I couldn't.

Then the door bell rang. Had James forgotten his keys? But he took the car, so he had to have them.

"Hello?" I asked through the intercom.

"Meghan, it's me" It was Taron. "Can I come up?"

I sighed "What do you want?"

"I want to apologise. Please let me explain" he said, his voice sincere. I never could refuse his wishes anyway.

I unlocked the front door and waited for him to come up.

He looked good in his tight jeans, white shirt and rose jacket. But then again, he could wear everything and still look good. In fact, we had joked about it in the past.

"Hey" he said, his brows furrowed as he walked towards me.

"Hi. Come on in" I said, my voice calm.

He stepped in and I closed the door behind him.

"So?" I asked.

Taron seemed kind of uncomfortable and nervous. What was going on?

He took a deep breath "I'm sorry about how I acted earlier. I –" he shrugged "I was with Richard yesterday and we probably had too many drinks"

I raised my eyebrows "Probably?"

He smiled "We obviously had too much to drink. And I was being an asshole, so I'm sorry"

I smiled and pointed my forefinger against his sternum "You should drink less" I teased him.

"I know, I know" he shrugged. "Special occasion"

I frowned "What do you mean?"

He looked down "Never mind."

"Taronnn" I drew out his name. "I know you. What's going on?"

He looked up at me from under his lashes and his expression changed. I shivered. I didn't think he had ever looked at me like that. Then he blinked and that emotion was gone.

"I was just kind of surprised you got engaged, that's all" he said as if it was no big deal.

I was confused "You were surprised I got engaged?" I asked incredulously. "I have been with James for two years now and I'm 33" I threw my hands up "You know I always thought I would die miserably and alone. And if we want to start a family, I don't get any younger"

He held up his hand "Please don't say that"

I was starting to get angry "Why, Taron? Because you know this, we have talked about this"

He looked at me again and his stare bore through mine "You're beautiful and amazing. You were never to die miserably and alone"

I felt like there was something he wasn't saying "You don't have to be nice"

"It's the truth" he shrugged and I felt like he meant it. He was just trying to cheer me up.

"Well" I sighed "I guess I can be lucky he asked me. Cause I feel like there would have been no other man for me out there. And I love him"

Taron just stared at me "There are other men out there" he said slowly.

I laughed "Yeah I know that. But I guess I found my match. All I'm trying to say is I found the love of my life and you will too" I put my hands on his shoulders.

He looked at me then, his brows furrowed, biting his lip.

"Meghan, I-" he started, then the front door opened.

"Hi, you two" James said and I let go of Taron and walked over to him. He gave me a quick peck on the lips.

"Hi darling. How's your mom?" I asked and looked over to Taron who had his hands in his jeans pockets. I smiled. He loved to do that.

"Oh she's fine." James said "It's good you're here, Taron" he walked over to him and they hugged. "Did Meghan talk to you about the wedding yet?"

Taron frowned "No, she didn't"

"Would you like to be my best man?" James asked.