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Ryan smiled and let his lips connect with her's, a strange kind of passion washed over him.
Ryan smiled and let his lips connect with her's, a strange kind of passion washed over him.
The cheering, the applause, the sounds of pure joy, could he hear them as loud as she could? It was a daydream to anyone else but her.
Ryan heard it at first but the passion washed over him and they were the only two there, standing alone at the altar, completely in love and unstoppable.
The crowd became a muffled static in the background. It was just the two of them, wrapped in a bubble. A bubble of love, peace, and perfection. For that one moment, everything was perfect in a way she couldn't even describe.
This was perfect and he knew the real thing would be better even if it seemed nothing could be better than this.
Although this seemed like the most perfect thing she could experience, the real deal was still to come. And as the saying goes, a girl's happiest day is on her wedding day.
Ryan pulled back and grinned, opening his eyes slowly to look at her, "We're weird,"
Her eyes peeped open, a smile tugging at her lips. "You're just now realizing that?"
"No, it's kind of a thing that I've always know, just one of those things," his eyes were locked into hers with a loving gaze, "Like how I've always known how beautiful you are,"
Her eyes flickered over his face, studying his features before returning to his eyes. "I'm not beautiful. Sure, I might be a little bit pretty, but I'm no Angelina Jolie. I'm not beautiful."
Ryan laughed lightly, "To me, you are more beautiful than I know how to describe, my own little je ne sais quoi,"
"C’est le meilleur que vous ayez pu venir vers le haut avec, l’amour?" A small smirk toyed with her lips as she cocked an eyebrow.
"It's a saying that actually means something indescribable and I prefer Italian, thank you very much, "
"I know what it means. And you were the one who started with French soooo" She shrugged with a giggle.
"But it's a ssaaaaayyiiinnggg," he groaned.
"I get that you whiner." She was seriously considering just slapping her hand over his mouth to stop his complaining.
"Bite me,"
"Where?" She winked playfully. You are such a perv. Hey, he brought it upon himself.
Ryan looked down, "I mean… Do I have a choice?"
"I don't know, do you?" She shrugged.
Ryan giggled, "Ooookkaaayy, well don't we get wanky fast,"
"I regret nothing about my decision because I know you would've done the same thing."
"I would have, yes that is true and I won't even deny it." he smiled, his foot was still shaking, "Are you excited?"
"There are a lot of things to be excited about, you're going to have to specify."
Ryan smiled, wordlessly, his grin reading, 'I know something you don't know'. Childish as always.
She squinted at him. "What are you hiding?" She had quite a few things to be excited about. The wedding, obviously, then prom was at the end of the month, and there was the party this weekend.
Ryan just continued to smiled childishly, this was fun.
She continued their little staring contest silently. He wouldn't tell her, definitely not, but it was fun to play this game.
Ryan wiggled his eyebrows and chomped his teeth.
She rolled her eyes but did nothing. Was this dude going to bite her or something? What was he planning?
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