It's the night before my wedding. I can't believe that this is really happening. I'm really marrying Michael Fassbender. What the heck?
I decided to watch a few of his films I had on my laptop since he's at the hotel suite next to mine, I thought it was surreal to watch his films, you know, knowing him and all.
As I was watching Fish Tank, I was so drawn to him that I wasn't hearing anything. I just stared at his face, watching every smile he gives, how he opens his mouth, how he touches his hair, how he smokes, how he changes his shirt. It didn't disturb me at all, seeing him fuck those women in the movie.
After the film, I smiled and thought. "Gosh, I am marrying this man. This man who I thought was just a dream."
There was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" I called out.
"Room service."
I opened the door and it revealed Michael.
"What are you doing here? We're not supposed to talk to each other until tomorrow, you know? For suspense!!!" I said.
"That's silly. I can't bear not being with you, honey." He said, playing with his hair.
"Will you stop playing with your hair?" I said, I acted annoyed.
"Why? Is it turning you on?" He let out his infamous grin.
"No!" I frowned but then smiled.
"Oh come on." He said and placed his hands on my waist and leaned in for a kiss. I pushed him away.
"We can't!" I shouted.
"Why? We've done this before right?" He protested.
"Yeah, but...." I though of what to say.
"See, there's nothing wrong with doing it. Plus, I'm marrying you tomorrow." He said, he flashed those beautiful eyes at me. I practically melted in front of him. "Fine, I'll sleep at my room."
"Okay." I said and tugged his tie and lead him to my room.
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"So, big day today?" Mom said.
"I'm so excited." I shouted and raised my hands up in the air.
Moments later, the make up artists started coming in to do make up for my bridesmaids. I was so happy watching them so busy in the other room.
"You look so beautiful." My dad said.
"Thanks dad." I didn't want to cry and ruin my make up. "I love you both." And I hugged both my parents.
Finally, only an hour left. It was time to wear my wedding dress, the dress that I've been waiting for all my life to wear, the dress that I've been dreaming of, I'm finally wearing it.
A box arrived at the door and it was from Michael. We had given each other wedding gifts and what I gave him was the watch he really wanted, I half emptied my savings buying that watch but I hope he liked it.
I opened mine and inside the box, was an envelope. I teared it up and it said "My gift for you is something you've always wanted, it's not something you can touch but it is something you can experience and share to others."
What the hell? Couldn't you be anymore vague, Michael? I couldn't wait to find out what he meant. But I couldn't wait even more to be married to him.
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I was already outside the church, I can hear the music, I can feel Michael and everyone who came, I can feel their love just behind the big door.
As the door opened, I saw everyone, I fought hard not to cry but I couldn't. My mom was crying and so was my dad. Everyone was there, I immediately spotted Robert De Niro and I almost fainted.
Is this Michael's gift to me?
We walked carefully towards the altar, As I came nearer and nearer to him, I noticed his eyes were full of tears. It made me cry even more.
I felt that he really do love me. It was the best feeling in the world.
As my father gives me up to Michael, I couldn't take my eyes off of him, he looked so fucking good. I was really marrying this man.
"You're stunning." He whispered.
The first thing I said was "Is Robert De Niro your gift to me?"
He just smiled and didn't say a word.
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"You may now kiss the bride." The priest said. It was a blur, all I heard was the applause form the people watching us.
I stared into his eyes, I could see happiness and fulfillment. I was the happiest girl in the world. I wouldn't exchange my life with anyone else, I was content.
"I love you." He whispered before leaning in and kissed me.
"I love you too, Michael...."
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As we got in the car to drive us to the reception, I kissed him again this time a passionate kiss.
"I've been dying to do that." I said.
I could see he was shocked but happy. "You're the best." He said.
"So....Robert De Niro?" I asked again.
"Yeah, but he's just part of it." He said. He was smiling again.
"No! You're the best!" And I gave him a hug. He knew how much I loved Robert De Niro.
We arrived at the hotel and as soon as we stepped out of the car, everyone was clapping even the staff. There were lots of photographers, thank God there were no paparazzis.
We headed inside and I see our wedding reception, everything turned out as planned but one thing. One of the most important things, the band.
"Honey? Where the band we booked for the reception?" I asked.
"Oh, right. Wait, lemme make a call." He said and excused himself and I did to and changed into a white dress much simpler than my gown.
When I stepped out of the room, Michael was already waiting for me. "They're here."
"Who?" I asked.
"The band." He said and took my hand, covered my eyes and stopped. "Ready?"
I shook my head and opened my eyes.
HOLY FUCKKKING SHIT IT
U2? How could he? How?
"How? What? Oh my god." My words were a blur. Tears were in my eyes. I haven't seen U2 in person. They were my favorite band. And now, They're actually here at my wedding as the band for our reception?!! This is nuts.
"You like it?" He asked.
I turned to him. "Like it? I love it!!!! This is insane?" I said.
"Anything for you, my love." He said softly.
"I love you." I said.
"I love you too."
Everything was perfect especially the man I was married to. The night was filled with love and happiness. It was everything I imagined it would be and more. I was with the man of my dreams, I was with the people I love. I had everything I wanted and I'm about to start a whole new chapter of my life with Michael holding my hand. Everything was perfect.
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The End
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Sorry for the lame ending!!!
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