unintentional [g.d]

35; soteriophobia

soteriophobia - the fear of dependence on others

Grayson's POV:
Wedding Day

I woke up earlier than usual. 3 hours earlier than usual. I couldn't help but toss and turn throughout the night. Thoughts about the wedding keeping me up. I didn't know whether it was excitement or nervousness.

I stared at my ceiling before shifting my gaze to the framed picture of Roonie and I on my bedside. I sat up and turned the lamp on, looking around.

I hopped off of the bed and walked toward the glass sliding door. I pushed it open quietly feeling the chilly air of the night. I set my foot out onto the cold concrete and made my way toward the pool. I sat down beside it and watched the palm trees sway and the stars glow right above them. If Roonie were here, she'd bring up interesting facts about something and smile in awe. And I'd smile at her in awe.

"Looks like someone's up early." I jumped a bit.

"Hey, ma."

"Why are you up so early?" She asked sitting down beside me and wrapping her blanket around me.

"I can't sleep."

"Excitement?"

"Nerves..." She nodded and held my hand. "When you and Dad got married, did you have any last minute doubts?"

She sighed and looked at me. "Yes, Gray. Part of me was scared that we weren't going to work out or that we weren't actually meant for each other. But my belief that we would work out was stronger than my doubts."

"What if we don't though?"

"Not every movie wins an Oscar, and not every song is a hit. But if you believe in something, you make it worth your while."

"I'm scared that Ethan's in love with her," I admitted.

She looked at me with confused eyes and she was hesitant to respond. "Why on earth would you think that?"

I don't know. Maybe Beth did get into my head and I just felt paranoid. Or maybe it's the fact that I doubted her and did research to try and prove her wrong but it only backfired after seeing the way he looked at Roonie. And most of me believed that he wasn't, but there was still that small belief that maybe he was.

"Someone just put the thought in my head," I said.

"And that someone is?"

"Not important." She smiled and placed her hand on my cheek.

"If he or she is not important then neither is their comment."

I smiled. "Thanks, mom."

"Now get some rest. Tomorrow's the big day!"

"Okay, I'll be inside in a minute." She nodded and got up, walking into the house.

I sat there for a moment rethinking everything. From the day Roonie and I met up until now. There were so many 'Roonie and Ethan flirting for 2 minutes straight' videos. There were also a million edits of she and Dylan. How could I have not noticed these things?

"You're overthinking," I mumbled softly. I got up and shook the thoughts off before walking back into the house.

Roonie's POV:

"I can't believe you're getting married," Charlie squealed. "And to Grayson Dolan. Your life is literally a Wattpad fanfic."

I smiled. "I can't believe it either."

We were currently in bride's dressing room at the plaza we booked for the wedding. I sat and stared into the mirror as Charlie curled my hair.

"How do you feel?" She asked.