“No, grey. Remember? It was the one I sent you the picture of me wearing that time.”
“Oh...yeah.” I remember that picture. I got it from him when I was visiting Susan, the same day he told Lynn I was definitely coming with him to Tennessee. Shit, I should still be mad at him for that too...
But I’m not.
“I still have to get a black one and one other one for the rehearsal dinner though,” he continues.
I stare at him silently for a minute. Up until now I had no idea he would be attending a rehearsal dinner, since I was sure he wasn’t in the wedding party. “Rehearsal dinner? Am I going to that?” I ask him nervously.
“Well, yeah,” he smirks. “I mean, you are my date and everybody else is gonna be there basically.”
I’m terrified all over again. Making an appearance at the wedding and reception is one thing, but attending a rehearsal dinner where people will be able to gawk at us some more, was definitely not something I’d been counting on. “No one told me there would be a rehearsal dinner, Justin!”
“It’s a wedding, Mel. There’s always a rehearsal dinner,” he laughs, shoving more of the pizza into his face.
“Yeah but...I mean, that’s usually just for the wedding party I thought. I didn’t realize you were included in all that!”
“Well I’m not in the wedding party,” he explains. “I’m just under special consideration. So is Trace.”
“Crap.” I groan, and roll my eyes in despair. “Now I have no idea what I’m supposed to wear.”
“Well,” he smiles. “Go get some dresses together and I’ll help you out. I can meet you in the cave.”
“Oh...” I go tense at the prospect of dressing and undressing with Justin around. “I don’t think so.”
“Why not?” He smirks. “Come on, I’ll model for you and everything. I’m a pro at that kind of thing...great at poses.”
He poses like some teen freak in a magazine with a goofy little grin and I find that I can’t stop myself from laughing at him. “You’re stupid.” I roll my eyes.
“Teen dream,” he chuckles. “Come on, you know you want to pin me on your wall, Mel.”
“I don’t want to pin you anywhere. But I guess...I mean, I have nobody else to give me a second opinion on these dresses and you know your family and what they like. Ugh, God, I wish I would have known about this. I would have been more prepared.” I start walking towards the door in a hurry, never having been this stressed about any outfit in my entire life. In fact, I think the most important outfit i’ve ever worn was for my high school graduation, and its lame because everybody had the same gown and cap on.
I really have no fashion sense, and he’s going to find that out the hard way.
“Haven’t you ever been to a wedding?” He calls after me.
I turn back to him, knowing the truth and hating it more than anything. “What if I haven’t?”
He just shrugs. “No, it’s not a big deal...you just seem overwhelmed by it, and you’re not even in the wedding party.”
“Fuck, Justin, I’m only overwhelmed because I’m about to meet your entire family, and I have no idea if I’m going as your girlfriend or as an employee to throw them off of this whole thing. Plus...I don’t feel comfortable in dresses and it’s just...god...it’s just a big deal for me, okay!”
“Mel, of course you’re not going as some employee,” he reassures me with a calming tone. “Just relax, huh? This is supposed to be fun too...not all about kissing my family’s ass.”
I realize he’s just trying to get me to ease up, but it won’t work, because I’m entirely too high strung over the situation and I can’t change that. “I’ll be back when I find some stuff to wear,” I tell him miserably.
“Great.” He shoots me a cocky grin. “I’ll be waiting in the cave with my buffalo hide and cave man club.”
He’s fucking ridiculous.
But when I walk out the door and across the lawn the only thing I know for certain is that I’m desperately in love with him.
And he’s in love with me too...completely.
It makes me forget about how much I cried today.
I hope I can make the feeling last.
Story Tags: justinandtrace
