Shine A Light

(Heathers references in this are very strong. Just warning you.)

Angelica's POV

They stared at me. "Eliza's in New Jersey?" Alex asked.

I nodded. "But she fucking hates New Jersey! She hates every aspect of it! Every imperfection! Every perfection!"

"Babe," John touched Alex's arm, "we need to pull together last minute essentials."

"Shit. The weddings in two days, isn't it?"

"Yes, and the bachelor and bachelorette parties are tonight."

"Isn't it already night?"

"Alex, your perception of time is fucked up. It's 10 am."

Alex got up and grabbed the keys.

"We should get going, too, Peggy," I said.

Peggy got up.

Ten minutes later...

I finished trying on my dress for the fourteenth time. I went to Peggy's room.

"Peggy... Peggy... open the door!"

"Oh no, oh no no no. This can't be happening."

"Open the door!"

"Oh no, oh no no no. It can't be ripped."

"Peggy, I'm gonna count to three. One... two - fuck it."

I opened the door to see Peggy trying to stitch a hole on her dress up while she was wearing.

"Shit. Peggy, I'll do it."

I stitched up the hole with the thread that was from her dress.

We met at the place John's bachelorette party was happening. He was arguing with some guy.

"Freak!" The guy screamed.

"Slut!" John yelled back.

"Burnout!"

"Bug eyes!"

"Poser!"

"Lard ass!"

"Freak!"

"Slut!"

"Loser!"

"Shortbus!"

"Bull dyke!"

"Stuck up!"

"Hunchback!"

"White trash!"

"Freak!"

"Slut!"

"Cripple!"

"Homo!" Oh no. That guy did not just go there. I stepped onto the platform that they were arguing!"

"Homo!" John yelled back, again. Wait, seriously? The guy looked at straight as straight could be.

"Homo!" The guy yelled again. Was this going to go on forever?

I finally stepped in the middle of them, and got them to stop.

Apparently the guy had reserved the space for a meeting two days ago, then John countered by saying he'd had it reserved for two MONTHS.

Eventually, the guy left.

We had a blast at the party.

Two days later...

John's POV

I was scrambling around. The wedding was fucking today. We had presicely 12 minutes and 32 - no, 31 seconds to get ready before we had to get in the car to leave for the modern place in Albany where we were having the wedding.

Alex made sure we had everything. My wallet, my keys, my speeches, etc. We had everything, and I was thankful nothing had gone missing.

Grace looked over us, fixed Alex's tie, and cleared us as ready to go.

Eleven minutes and 14 seconds later, we were in the car.

I went to my bride's suite and marveled at it. I had gotten almost completely ready beforehand, since Grace wasn't aloud in the room. I brushed my hair for the 293rd time and got ready.

When it was my turn to walk down the aisle, I did it as Grace-fully as possible. No joke. Grace had spent two hours teaching me how to walk down the aisle.

I tripped over the step. Heh heh.

Alex's POV

When John walked down the aisle, he was hot as ever. I imagined stepping down, kissing him, undressing him, kissing his neck, lower, and lower, and low - shit.

I smiled and straight-ened up. Get it? Every good wedding has puns.

Puns and mistakes.

When it was time for us to get officiated, Angelica rose from one of those platforms they have on fancy stages. Modern.

"Alex," Angelica whispered.

I snapped out of my thoughts. "Huh?"

"It's time for vows."

"Oh, crap." I reached into my pocket.

It was empty.

I'd left my vows on the table.

Shit shit shit shit.

I better make some crap up real quick.

I gazed into John's eyes.

"John, I love you. I've loved you ever since you walked into that science class in our senior year of college. You came over, and Mr. Washington, now known as George, directed you to the only open seat, which was right next to me.

"I hope that you will love me forever. I realise that a happy marriage ends in seeing the other person die, and if we're being honest, one of us will probably be that person who dies seconds before they invent a form of immortality.

"But I love you, you love me, and that's why we'll die on the same day. I'd kill myself if you died. I can't imagine living without you, John."

John started his vows, but I wasn't really listening. Suddenly, for some reason, the world started to close in on me.

I recognized this. Panic attack.

Why I was having a panic attack right then was unknown to me, but I was having one. I started hyperventilating, and I could hear a muffled "you may now kiss the groom" and I felt John's warm lips on mine, before I passed out.

(More dun Dun DUNNNNs.)

(Sorry for the short chapter.)