I wish I could
Ceremony No. 2 (Alex POV)
Alex POV
We got in the car, sitting close to each other and having the whole backseat for us. The driver couldn’t see us because there was a little curtain separating us from his view. We started kissing passionately and soon, we were both pretty hard. My head still hurt but it was worth it. The problem was when we arrived.
How were we supposed to leave the car with a massive boner each? We waited some more, thinking of very unappealing things until we were able to get out without looking like we had bananas in our pants.
We left the car, again checking carefully for anyone, but we decided to just walk normally. We walked upstairs towards the city hall, breathing in the faint smell of printers. We arrived at the big wooden door of the room we were going to have the ceremony in and Jack let me enter first. I walked up the aisle and positioned myself with the back to the room. People were whispering.
Finally, the bridal march began. I couldn’t help but steal a glance over my shoulder to see Jack. He was smiling so broadly, his beautiful teeth shimmering in the light. I could hear my mum hiss at me to look straight ahead but I didn’t care, Jack was just too breath-taking.
When he finally arrived, I gave his hand a squeeze. We did the whole thing again, signing the papers this time. When we marched out of the building, people were throwing rice and rose-petals at us. We were laughing, I felt so happy and relieved. Finally I was married to Jack, the love of my life. And fuck, was he hot in his suit.
Everyone moved to the restaurant we had chosen for the meal and sat down. Toasts were made, people came up to us and congratulated. Even aunt Mary, the only aunt who had come to this wedding, congratulated us, even if she looked like she had bitten into a lemon when telling us she was happy for us.
It was loud in the restaurant until I and Jack were expected to hold our speeches. I went first.
“Hello everyone. I’d like to say a few words now.” I paused. “Today I got to marry Jack and it’s of no use to say why I married him because there are so many, infinitely many reasons, it’d take me days. Let’s just say that I am over the moon to have married this man and I am very thankful for the opportunity to spend my life with him. I’d also like to thank the people who helped organise this wedding, mum, Mrs Barakat, Rian, Mr Sullivan. Thank you for making this a wonderful day in our lives although we experienced some incommodities,” I said, pointing to my bandaged head. Everyone laughed or at least smiled a little bit before applauding.
“One more thing,” I added, raising my glass, “I’d like to make a toast to Jack. I love you,” I said before raising my glass, saying cheers and taking a sip of the golden, bubbly champagne. The guests followed me, cheering at Jack. Jack got up now.
“Um so I think it’s time I said something too. Thank you, Alex, for always being here for me. I love you and I will always be at your side. I’m so grateful that I met you and I want to keep you forever. Also, thank you all for coming even though this is not really what many of my relatives expected me to do; marrying a man. But thank you all for your support and understanding. As Alex already said, thanks to the people organising this wedding. And also, a toast to Alex!” he said, raising his glass just like I had done a minute ago. “Cheers!” he exclaimed before drinking. Everyone imitated him.
More people said things and to be honest it was getting a little boring. I placed my head on Jack’s shoulder, careful not to hurt myself any further. My phone beeped and I got up to answer it.
It was the police. Someone had turned themselves in this afternoon, saying they had hit the new boyfriend of their ex with a bottle. I was shocked and relieved that the person was known and not able to hurt me anymore. I asked for the name of the person. It was Matt Flyzik. I thanked the officer and went back inside.
“Jacky, someone turned themselves in. It was Matt and he admitted to hitting me over the head with a bottle. He is under arrest. The officer said I should come as soon as possible to identify him. We could do it before we depart…” I whispered in Jack’s ear.
“Aw Lex I’m so happy he’s finally somewhere safe where he can’t get out to harm you further. And yes, we can go there on the way to the airport,” he replied. I smiled.
We said goodbye to the guests, it was time to get in our cab to the airport. We hugged many people, showed our rings and then, finally, when my arms felt like they were going to fall off from all the hugging and shaking hands, we left.
“When will you finally tell me where we are going?” I whined. He had insisted on not telling me the destination of our honeymoon but instead to let him pack the clothing for both of us. I had trusted him not to mess up.
“Soon, little mushroom. Don’t worry about it.” He winked at me. So annoying, this little bastard.
“You’re so annoying.”
“No, you love me, Mr Barakat,” he replied since I had taken on his name. He leaned in for a kiss.
“Maybe just a little bit,” I gave back before kissing him.
“I think you love me more than just a little bit,” he said, smirking.
“Maybe…”
We got in the car, sitting close to each other and having the whole backseat for us. The driver couldn’t see us because there was a little curtain separating us from his view. We started kissing passionately and soon, we were both pretty hard. My head still hurt but it was worth it. The problem was when we arrived.
How were we supposed to leave the car with a massive boner each? We waited some more, thinking of very unappealing things until we were able to get out without looking like we had bananas in our pants.
We left the car, again checking carefully for anyone, but we decided to just walk normally. We walked upstairs towards the city hall, breathing in the faint smell of printers. We arrived at the big wooden door of the room we were going to have the ceremony in and Jack let me enter first. I walked up the aisle and positioned myself with the back to the room. People were whispering.
Finally, the bridal march began. I couldn’t help but steal a glance over my shoulder to see Jack. He was smiling so broadly, his beautiful teeth shimmering in the light. I could hear my mum hiss at me to look straight ahead but I didn’t care, Jack was just too breath-taking.
When he finally arrived, I gave his hand a squeeze. We did the whole thing again, signing the papers this time. When we marched out of the building, people were throwing rice and rose-petals at us. We were laughing, I felt so happy and relieved. Finally I was married to Jack, the love of my life. And fuck, was he hot in his suit.
Everyone moved to the restaurant we had chosen for the meal and sat down. Toasts were made, people came up to us and congratulated. Even aunt Mary, the only aunt who had come to this wedding, congratulated us, even if she looked like she had bitten into a lemon when telling us she was happy for us.
It was loud in the restaurant until I and Jack were expected to hold our speeches. I went first.
“Hello everyone. I’d like to say a few words now.” I paused. “Today I got to marry Jack and it’s of no use to say why I married him because there are so many, infinitely many reasons, it’d take me days. Let’s just say that I am over the moon to have married this man and I am very thankful for the opportunity to spend my life with him. I’d also like to thank the people who helped organise this wedding, mum, Mrs Barakat, Rian, Mr Sullivan. Thank you for making this a wonderful day in our lives although we experienced some incommodities,” I said, pointing to my bandaged head. Everyone laughed or at least smiled a little bit before applauding.
“One more thing,” I added, raising my glass, “I’d like to make a toast to Jack. I love you,” I said before raising my glass, saying cheers and taking a sip of the golden, bubbly champagne. The guests followed me, cheering at Jack. Jack got up now.
“Um so I think it’s time I said something too. Thank you, Alex, for always being here for me. I love you and I will always be at your side. I’m so grateful that I met you and I want to keep you forever. Also, thank you all for coming even though this is not really what many of my relatives expected me to do; marrying a man. But thank you all for your support and understanding. As Alex already said, thanks to the people organising this wedding. And also, a toast to Alex!” he said, raising his glass just like I had done a minute ago. “Cheers!” he exclaimed before drinking. Everyone imitated him.
More people said things and to be honest it was getting a little boring. I placed my head on Jack’s shoulder, careful not to hurt myself any further. My phone beeped and I got up to answer it.
It was the police. Someone had turned themselves in this afternoon, saying they had hit the new boyfriend of their ex with a bottle. I was shocked and relieved that the person was known and not able to hurt me anymore. I asked for the name of the person. It was Matt Flyzik. I thanked the officer and went back inside.
“Jacky, someone turned themselves in. It was Matt and he admitted to hitting me over the head with a bottle. He is under arrest. The officer said I should come as soon as possible to identify him. We could do it before we depart…” I whispered in Jack’s ear.
“Aw Lex I’m so happy he’s finally somewhere safe where he can’t get out to harm you further. And yes, we can go there on the way to the airport,” he replied. I smiled.
We said goodbye to the guests, it was time to get in our cab to the airport. We hugged many people, showed our rings and then, finally, when my arms felt like they were going to fall off from all the hugging and shaking hands, we left.
“When will you finally tell me where we are going?” I whined. He had insisted on not telling me the destination of our honeymoon but instead to let him pack the clothing for both of us. I had trusted him not to mess up.
“Soon, little mushroom. Don’t worry about it.” He winked at me. So annoying, this little bastard.
“You’re so annoying.”
“No, you love me, Mr Barakat,” he replied since I had taken on his name. He leaned in for a kiss.
“Maybe just a little bit,” I gave back before kissing him.
“I think you love me more than just a little bit,” he said, smirking.
“Maybe…”
Notes
Sooo, this was probably the second to last chapter for this story! I'm so excited to be starting a new story soon, I have a great idea.
Other upcoming pieces by me include my chapters for the Mass collaboration "She Works For The Weekend" (posting my first chapter of three tomorrow) and my entry for the Unknown Writers Contest towards the end of January.
Stay excited, I'll be sure to post the link to my new story in here :)
Also, I apologize deeply for not posting yesterday; I wasn't feeling well and ended up being too tired to write. Sorry... I hope this makes up for it though, I think Jack and Alex are very cute together c:
-Laura
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aaahh I really don't know? I get so bad with sequels, I still haven't finished Chased by the Future and also I'm really into Homeless right now.
I guess I can maybe make one chapter as a sequel and post it in here if I find the time to do so if more people want me to do it? :)
1/23/14