17

"Can you hand me the lipstick?" Taylor asks.

"The red one?"

Taylor lets out a loud sigh turning around to scowl at me, "No the fucking blue one because I want to look like a smurf on my wedding day" Taylor barks, "Of course the red on Maria"

I bite my lower lip making sure to not let anything slip out of my mouth as I hand the lipstick to her. We were getting ready for the wedding, Taylor has gotten slightly bridezilla which I don't blame her for as there were a few things that fell through. The flowers weren't the color she had asked for and her relatives were throwing a fuss about the photographer because they wanted solo pictures for everyone. On top of it, getting married and making such a huge commitment can be hella stressful so understandably she was freaking out. I was just trying my best to be a supportive friend to her right now.

"Do you want me to do your eye makeup? I could do that gold look you really like with the liner?" I ask calmly smiling at her.

Taylor lets out a pronounced sigh then nods. I instantly to her and pick up the brushes, "Everything is going to go perfectly today Taylor. You're marrying the guy of your dreams and that's the most important thing" I say in a low gentle tone as I started doing her eye makeup. Taylor mumbles something that I wasn't able to catch.

After I was done I handed Taylor a mirror, her face relaxes and a small smile appears on the corner of her mouth "Thank you I love it"

I squeeze her hand, "I'll go outside for a bit so you change into the dress alright?" I flash her a warm smile as she nods looking at the details of her makeup in the mirror.

I had already changed into my maid of honor dress and finished with my hair and makeup so I was just focused on making sure Taylor absolutely loved how she looked.

"How is she?" Jay asks approaching me as I step out of the dressing room. Jay had put on his maroon suit and jelled up his hair.

"She's okay, just stressing a bit" I shrug shaking my head a little.

"Could you do me a favor and go over to see how Cory is doing? I haven't checked up on him since last night I've been too busy with Taylor. I don't want to leave her alone right now" I purse my lips together looking around to see if there was any chaos happening that I would need to tend to.

Jay nods, "Yeah no worries, I'll go find him and see if all is good on his end" I smile brightly as Jay walks away.

I knock on the dressing room door and hear Taylor mumble a come in so I step inside.

Taylor raises her eyebrows and stares at me nervously holding onto the dress, "What do you think?" She bites her lower lip cocking her head to the side restlessly.

My jaw drops to the floor when I see her, she looks so beautiful actually no saying she looks beautiful is a huge understatement. I had seen her in her wedding dress yesterday and it's the most Taylor dress ever it's so gorgeous but seeing her now with her makeup and hair and everything done she looks like a princess.

"Taylor" I mutter as my eyes started watering, she is hands down the prettiest bride I have ever seen.

"Maria, no!" Taylor scolds raising a finger at me, "You are not allowed to cry because if you cry you will not only ruin your makeup but also mine, no" she shakes her head repeatedly.

I look up at the ceiling trying to push the tears away, "You're right I'm sorry" I grab her hands and smile at her, "But you just look so beautiful Taylor, fuck Cory I think I'm falling in love with you right now"

Taylor laughs bright and loudly, "stop it, is it fine?"

"It's perfect, I promise you, you look stunning. Like a fucking goddess" I smile, "Absoutely ethereal" Taylor gives me a hug before turning around and looking into the mirror yet again. I help her put on her veil and fix the back of her dress.

....

I smile to myself as I sing the word to Can't help falling in love with you by the one and only Elvis for Taylor and Cory's first dance. They were staring into each other's eyes dreamily as if they were the only two people in this room, they looked so in love and jovial I couldn't help getting choked up but made sure no one heard it in my voice not wanting to make a spectacle of myself.

They are so in love and so perfect for each other, I'm so happy that Cory exists and he treats Taylor the way she deserves to be treated. I can't believe my best friend is officially a married woman. I finish singing the song and everyone applauds for me and smiles at the happy couple.

I get back to my seat as the DJ opens up the floor for more dances. My feet were killing me, running around all day making sure no one ruins this day for my best friend in high heels, not a good call. I reach my table to see I have an incoming call from Karter, it was a facetime call.

I head out of the tent and into the garden then press answer, "Hi" I smile.

"Holy shit, you look so beautiful" Karter smiles, his cheeks raising as he looks at me.

"Yeah?" I ask moving my phone far away to show him my outfit.

"I'm so bummed I can't be there especially when you look that good, need all the boys to know you have a boyfriend" Karter arches an eyebrow frowning jokingly.

"I'll put a sticker on my head that says I'm taken" I roll my eyes in a playful manner.

Karter chuckles lowly, "You should"

"How did it go?" Karter flashes me a quizzical smile.

"Oh, amazingly, it was so beautiful. I couldn't stop sobbing throughout the whole day basically. I'm so happy" I smile shaking my head in excitement.

"You're so cute" Karter beams.

"Would you ideally want a big wedding?" I ask Karter randomly as I was looking around at the fairy light-covered tent.

"I don't want to get married" Karter states casually.

I furrow my eyebrows, "What? Ever?"

He nods, "Why?" I ask feeling my stomach tighten for some reason.

"Just reasons" Karter shrugs, "We'll get into that someday" he smiles but I felt my heart drop when he said he doesn't ever want to get married sure he's my boyfriend and I'm not sure if I even love him yet why do I care if he never wants to get married?

"How was the cake?" Karter asks changing the topic probably noticing the confusion and worry flashing on my face.

"Oh it was vanilla fudge it's so fucking good, I might have had one too many slices" I joke and Karter laughs.

"Have one from me too" Karter smiles.

"I should get back to the wedding, they still might need me for some maid of honor stuff. I still need to give my toast as well"

Karter smiles, "Of course, go have fun and good luck with your speech"

"I'll call tonight if I don't pass out on my bed the minute I get to my room"

Karter laughs, "It's okay babe" He smiles.

"Bye," I blow him a kiss and then hang up.

I head back to the tent and dive into yet another slice of the cake, I can't help myself tonight. I probably gained 30 pounds just tonight fuck, I'll go on a run tomorrow and minimize my calories for the next week. Can't afford to put on more weight than I already have.

Self control? Literally never heard of her.