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A wedding day

This is a day I'll honestly never forget due to how adorable it was but at the time I thought it was absolutely horrible so brace yourselves. (Sort of long)

It was an exciting day, one of my moms friends (Diana) was finally getting married to the guy of her dreams, I could feel my excitement rise as I was doing my makeup in the room down the hallway of Diana's house as I could hear the giggles and laughter from the room in which my mom and other women were helping Diana with her dress. As I was doing my makeup I heard the front door open and I thought it might've been another one of the bridesmaids but instead it was my brother. I saw his reflection in the mirror of the vanity I was at and turn to look at him.

"What are you doing here?" (Me)
He just stared at me with a nervous look and I get even more confused.
"I've got news... but don't overreact" (Alex)
Great. I knew this was bad.
"What news?"
He steps in front of me and look at me, I could almost hear how loud his heart was thumping.
"I found out that Atlas's family was invited to the wedding"
(NO JOKE I FELT LIKE FAINTING)
I stared at my brother in disbelief, what.the.actual.heck

I put my hand on my head in anger as I look back at the vanity mirror. SERIOUSLY? OUT OF ALL THE PEOPLE IN THE WORLD was the only thing going through my head.

"Just try be nice Lexie, if you'll leave him alone then he'll leave you alone too. It's Diana's wedding day, don't screw it up just because you hate Atlas" (Alex)

I felt my nerves overflowing but I managed to calm down.
"Fine" I responded with annoyance as I sat back down at the vanity. My brother soon nodded, gave me a quick kiss on my head and left to go to the ceremony that was about to start.

At the ceremony
I sat in my chair as I watched Diana walk down the aisle, she was stunning, absolutely stunning, she was like a mother to me. Her white silk wedding dress creating a gorgeous trail behind her and her bouquet of white roses just completing the look.

As the vows went on I got that weird eerie feeling as I look over on the other side... Damn it... Alex and Atlas sitting right next to each other looking at the bride and groom. I wondered if Atlas saw me... but why did I care? I shouldn't care...

After party
Once the vows were said and the bride and groom kissed, it was time for the real party to start. All of the guests including me headed to a outrageously huge ballroom were the after party was being held. I will admit that it was beautiful yet terribly expensive. I must say, Diana's husband loved to brag about his money.

As the night went on, I actually enjoyed myself only at one point were I saw Atlas talking to a girl at the drink table... I couldn't help but feel my jealousy rise... jealousy? Why am I jealous?
I couldn't help but eye the girl all the way down her body... she was beautiful I won't lie but I didn't like the way he looked at her with the smile he would always look at me with.

The rest of my night I kept my distance from Atlas... my mind spinning with thoughts and my heart aching for no reason because I didn't like him, right?

The night slowly comes to an end... the bride and groom decide to end the party by a slow dance of all the guests including the young ones (teenagers)

Great.Simply great.

I looked around the ballroom hoping there would be some random boy I could dance with but of course... there wasn't. I sighed in annoyance as I was now lost in the crowd of people that were getting ready to dance with their partners. That's only when I felt someone's hands wrapped around around my waist in a firm and protective way... it was like I knew who it was. Atlas.

I turned and looked at him, my eyes widening slightly as I saw him looking down at me.
"Be careful, wouldn't want you to get lost" (he teases)

"I'm fine" I responded with an eye roll
"Why the bad mood?" (Atlas)
"Why don't you go dance with that girl and just leave me alone?"
My tone was harsh and rude... I wasn't like that, my jealousy just got to me and I snapped. I could see his eyes widen, it was clear my words had caught him off guard.
"What other girl?"
"The girl you were with at the drink bar"
I felt my heart race as he looked down at me, I wanted to hear it from him, who was that girl and what did she mean to him?
"That GIRL was Diana's niece" he says with a laugh as I just looked at him in embarrassment. Shit. I was overreacting about the bride's niece?! Great

I saw how he looked at me, it was clear he found my jealousy amusing, I couldn't help but feel a wave of humiliation hit me.
"Don't worry about her... now how about I offer you a dance to make up for your "jealousy"?"
I rolled my eyes with a smile, he sure had a way with the ladies.

I placed my hand in his as he took me in a more empty part of the dance floor in the ballroom. I felt my heart tingle why was I dancing with him? why was he being nice? why was he looking at me so lovingly?

He placed his hands on my waist as I placed mine on his shoulders. The butterflies were getting the best of me as I stared into his eyes. The music starts playing and I smile as we slowly begin to sway together.

(Out of context but you guys are going to die when I tell you the song)

As the song ( "Until I found you" by Stephen Sanchez) started playing I couldn't help but stare up into his eyes.
"How could we ever just be friends? I would rather die than let you go" describes this perfectly and that's why this song has a special place in my heart.

It was like the world went quiet... all the arguments I had with him, all the teasing and arguing... all gone. I felt the other people who weren't dancing, staring at us in awe. It was weird, I'll admit considering we never admitted liking each other but it was also nice.

Once the song finishes I couldn't help but smile happily. Once he pulled away he smiled.

"You look beautiful" (him)
I couldn't believe my ears.
"I mean it" (him)

OH.MY.GOD

And just like that everyone went home after the night was over. I felt my heart pounding as I laid in bed thinking about him... it was clear, I had feelings for him... or it might've been my imagination