Y/N POV:
I asked Lauren to marry me a year ago and we're finally getting married tomorrow. I haven't seen her all day because she wanted to do the 'traditional' not seeing or talking to each other before the wedding and I'm going completely insane.
Not seeing or even talking to my wife to be?! What kind of sick fuck thought that was a good idea to do? I just wanna hold her, and kiss her and make love to her. My patience is wearing thin.
"Heeeyyyy Y/N!" my best friend sang bursting through the door.
"Dude oh my god! Don't do that!"
"Hahaha sorry. How ya doing? You excited for tomorrow?"
"I just wanna see Lauren!" I pout.
"Awww sweetie, she wants to see you too. I was just with her doing some last minute touch ups on her dress."
"What? What she say? God I bet she looks stunning in her dress."
"She said she misses you, and that she wishes she never thought that not seeing or speaking to each other for a whole day was a good idea. And woah yes she does. But I bet you'd rather see her out of her dress." h/she winked.
"Shaattt up!"
"Oh come on! I went on vacation with y'all once, and the walls were really thin. 'Oh Lauren! Yes baby, fuck right there mmmpff!'"
"Y/B/F/N!" I threw a pillow at her face.
"Lauren likes it rough doesn't she?"
"Not too much, but maybe just enough." I sang and we both bursted into a laughing fit.
Our laughter died down and Y/B/F/N sighed.
"Look at you. All grown up, marrying the love of your life tomorrow. I remember when we were in high school and you kept saying that you'll never get married, never wanna be tied down. Then you met Lauren and everything changed."
"I know. It's crazy. She really is the one dude. Fuck I'm so in love I think it should be illegal to be this in love."
"Awww you guys are disgustingly cute. I wanna find someone that looks at me the way you look at Lauren one day."
"You will fam. You will." I walk over to him/her and give them a big hug and kiss on the head.
"Now, do you have everything in check?"
"Yup, Ally came earlier and helped me."
"You have your vows down?"
"I've had them down even before I asked her to marry me."
"Woah, nice."
"Yeah, and I wrote her song..."
"WHAT?! OH MY GOD CAN I HEAR IT?!"
"No, no one has heard it. And I don't want someone listening to it before her."
"That's understandable. So you're gonna play it at the reception?"
"Yeah, Camila is bringing my guitar."
"She's cute."
"What?"
"What? I didn't say anything."
"You like Camilaaaaaa!!"
"Shut up!"
"I ship it."
"Whatever."
Lauren POV:
Ugh I'm so stupid, I miss Y/N!
