Chapter Twenty-Three

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(Anthony's Point of View)

        May 27 finally came around and I was nervous as hell. What if he bails out? What if he doesn't want to get married anymore? I stand at the alter waiting for Ian to step out in his white tux. The music started to play and Ian stepped out. He began to walk down the aisle at the pace of the song (It's on the side----->). He looked sexy and I fixed my hair for the millionth time.

        He reaches the alter and stands before me with his father on his left.

        The priest spook up. "Who gives this man to marry to marry this man?" He gestured towards me.

        "I do," Ian's father smiled with happy tears in his eyes.

        "Then Ian shall step forward and hold Anthony's hands," the priest spoke with his loud booming voice.

        Ian takes a step up to the alter and grabs on to my hands.

        "Now they must say their vows," the priest carried on with the ceremony.

        I pull out the slip of paper that I had written ever thing down on. "Ian, your the love of my life, my best friend, your my everything. We've been through hell and back, it was worth the trip if you are the prize. When I first layed my eyes on you, I just knew that someday you'll be mine. I risk every thing for you, I proven many times before how much I love you. For instance, when I took the bullet for you,"

        "I love you you to the moon and back a million times over," Ian pulls out a tissue and wipes his eyes.

        He then pulls out the paper he wrote. "Anthony my vow may not be as well written as yours, but all I need to say is I love you." Those words that I only  need to hear that made me start to tear up.

        "Now I must go through a series of questions," the priest spoke up. "Do you Anthony Daniel Padilla take Ian Andrew Hecox to be   to be your wedded husband, to live together in marriage?  Do you promise to love him, comfort him, honor and keep him for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and health, and forsaking all others, be faithful only to him, for as long as you both shall live? 

        "I do"

        "Alright then, Ian Andrew Hecox do you take Anthony Daniel Padilla  to be your wedded husband to live together in marriage?  Do you promise to love him, comfort him, honor and keep him for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and health and forsaking all others, be faithful only to him so long as you both shall live?"

        "I do"

        "Then I pronounce you man and husband, you may kiss"

        We dove right into a kiss, he wrapped his arms around my neck and I snaked my arms around his waist. Ian was mine and only mine. Every one was clapping and cheering us on, I only droned out the noise.

        We decide to keep are last names so we don't confuse the fans, but I'd do anything o keep my Ian mine and only mine. Pull back from the kiss, kissed his cheek. His big blue eyes were brighter and more blue than ever before.

        I leaned down next to his ear and whispered. "I love you."

        We ran down the aisle to the limo. We have four hours to kill before the after party so we played some Grand Theft Auto on are Xbox the whole time. What were you thinking we were going to do, I'm saving that for later on are honeymoon or maybe tonight. Either way I was still going to get layed.

        Ian paused the screen. "Who knew we would get this far into are relationship?" Ian sounded like he was about to cry.

        "I knew we would," I told him.

        "Of course you do," he chuckles. "You know everything."

        "Oh really?" I smirked. I began tickling him and he started giggling and wiggling around. 

        "This is probably the best day of my life," he went still.

        "Every day with you, Ian, is the best," I must of sounded like one of those guys from those cheesy romantic movies.

        Ian unpaused and began to play some more GTA.

A/N: What's up Oreos? Didn't I promise you an awesome chapter and I finally made a long chapter. I can't believe  I let myself slip like that. bye ~Olivia

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