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So, from the very bottom of my heart, thanks guys! So, in honor of your kind works, here is the next chapter! :)
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, never had and never will.
My eyes shot open when I realized there was no one beside me.
I moved my hand around and felt the other side of the bed again to make sure that Ryder wasn't there. I sat up and rubbed my eyes in an attempt to clear my vision. Ryder had insisted that we stay up to finish the Star Wars movie marathon on HBO. He made me promise to watch the whole thing with him, but right around one o'clock I told him that I needed to use the bathroom. Instead of going to the bathroom though, I plopped down rather ungracefully on the bed, and in no time I was fast asleep. I would guess that the marathon probably ended around 3 a.m., so I expected to find my boyfriend- I mean fiancé- sleeping beside me. Turns out I was wrong. I then realized that I fell asleep near the edge of the bed, but I woke up with my head on my pillow. He had probably come to check why I was taking so long and carried me here, during a commercial, of course. I squinted my eyes and tried to check the time. 4:25 a.m.
I forced myself to get up and I quietly went downstairs, where I found Ryder sleeping on the couch, the popcorn bowl still halfway filled with buttery goodness beside him. The TV, much to my disappointment, was still on.
I bent over and picked up the popcorn bowl and placed it on the table. Ryder's hair was tousled and he was hugging a throw pillow. He looked so peaceful, but with the position he was in, he would end up aching all over if I didn't wake him up and take him upstairs. I sat down beside him and gently tapped his shoulder.
"Ryder. Ryder wake up." I whispered, shaking his shoulder. "Ryder!" I shout-whispered. His eyes were still closed shut.
Ryder just lay there, asleep. I groaned. I knew that he was always a heavy sleeper, but I was dying to go back to bed. After many, many failed attempts at waking him up, I had no choice but to run upstairs and dig through my closet. I kept a box there for things I didn't really need but couldn't give away either. With my fingers crossed, I rummaged through the cardboard box.
"Yes!" I whispered triumphantly, as I pulled out an old, massive water gun.
I walked downstairs and filled it with ice-cold water, then I pulled the trigger. I smiled as water sprayed out and hit the wall. If this didn't wake him, it would mean that he could either become a world record nominee for world's heaviest sleeper, or he was in a coma.
I tiptoed to the couch and got ready. I aimed at Ryder, pulled the trigger, and laughed as the water sprayed out.
"What-? Marley!" he said, waking up with a start. When he realized what was going on, he quickly pulled the throw pillow to his face to block my attack.
"What are you doing?" he asked, trying to be angry, but I could hear the smile in his voice.
"You wouldn't wake up!" I answered, lowering my weapon.
"And you just had to use a water gun and hit me with ice-cold water?" he said, although I could tell he was amused.
"Hey, I just did you a favor, getting up at 4 in the morning to wake you up. Unless stiff necks are your thing." I protested.
"Well, Marley Rose, no one gives me a freezing and clearly unwanted bath and gets away with it." and with that, he quickly sprinted upstairs. I didn't really understand what he meant and why he just disappeared upstairs, but one thing was clear: payback.
I climed up the stairs and followed his wet tracks.
"Look, Ryder, let's just go back to-" I began when I heared his footsteps. I never got to finish, and all I could manage was a loud gasp as cold water drenched my clothes. Ryder stood in front of me, holding a watergun similar to mine that he must have taken from my closet with a mischievious grin on his face.
"Ryder Lynn, how dare you!" I said, laughing.
"Sorry, but that's what you get!" Ryder shouted as he ran downstairs. I quickly refilled my gun and carefully followed him.
I tiptoed down the stairs, making sure that he wasn't near.
"Ryder...come out, come out, wherever you are..." I chanted upon reaching the kitchen. I was greeted by another spray of water from behind the counter. I ducked and aimed at its source, who laughed.
"I'm not surrendering that easily." Ryder smiled, running his hands through his now drenched hair.
I took cover just in time and Ryder barely missed me.
"And if you think I will, you're wrong." I said.
I ran to the living room, making sure not to knock over the popcorn. I hid behind the couch and quietly waited for my victim to come. It was taking longer than I expected, and just as I was about to leave my hiding spot, Ryder sprayed me from above. I ran around the house with Ryder following me, constantly looking back to spray him with water. It was too late when I realized I was cornered and out of ammo.
"Well, it looks like I win." Ryder said. I couldn't help but smile as I closed my eyes and prepared for the freezing water. Instead of spraying me though, Ryder bent over and gave me a kiss. I put my arms around his neck. The kiss was short and sweet. Now I was really smiling.
"That was my reward right there." he said.
"And what do I have to do for losing?" I asked, smiling.
"Nothing." he answered. I chuckled.
"You just love me too much." I said.
"I know. It's my biggest weakness, I believe it's very dangerous." he said very seriously. I laughed.
We both froze as we turned around to head upstairs. Only then did we see the mess we made. Almost everything was wet, and lots of things were on the floor. The popcorn bowl that I had tried to keep from falling was on the floor now, and some pieces of popcorn were squished.
"On second thought, your punishment is to clean up the place." He quickly gave me a kiss on the cheek.
"Okay, goodnight!" he said, turning around to escape the work he had to do.
I pulled him back before he could climb up the stairs. "You're not leaving me alone to do all this."
We spent the rest of the morning cleaning up, and by the time we were back in bed to go to sleep, the sun was shining brightly. I sighed. Ryder put his arm around me as if to say, imagine the sun isn't there, let's just go back to sleep. I was happy to oblige.
"Night Marley." Ryder said, already very sleepy.
"Night Ryder."
It had barely been an hour and a half when I was woken up by the sound of my phone ringing. I groaned. Ryder's arms were still hugging me tightly, and of course, he was still fast asleep. I reached for my phone and saw that it was my mom calling.
"Hello?" I said.
"Marley? You sound like you just woke up. It's already 9 in the morning, we're scheduled to check out the venue for the reception and the arrangement for your bouquet. We've been rescheduling week after week and we are running out of time."
"Okay mom. Just give me a second to get ready." I replied.
"Okay, me and Sheila are on our way there."
"Okay, bye." I said. I put my phone back on the sidetable and tried to stop myself from going back to sleep.
"Where are you going?" Ryder asked, sounding like a sad five year old. I hadn't realized he was awake.
I turned around and saw that he wasn't opening his eyes just yet.
"Venues for the reception and something about a bouquet." I replied.
I didn't hear everything my mom said because I had almost fallen asleep at one point.
"Do you have to?" he asked.
"Yeah." I said.
"Do I have to? he asked, opening his eyes this time. I nodded.
"Please?" I asked, trying to make puppy eyes. Ryder sighed.
"Fine." he said.
I smiled and kissed him on the cheek, then I got up and got dressed. Ryder soon followed me, then the doorbell rang. I ran downstairs to open the door.
"What are those?!" Sheila asked the moment she saw me, clearly not pleased.
"What?" I asked. "What is it?" I was still very sleepy.
"Those things under your eyes!" she said. Oh. I tried my best to hide my eyebags with make-up, but apparently it didn't work.
"Nice to see you too guys. Last time I checked, those are called eyebags." I said.
"Almost three weeks before the wedding, and you let yourself get those?" she asked again.
"I'm pretty sure they don't stay that long." I replied.
Sheila was still not happy.
"How did you even get those?" she questioned.
"We just got into a little fight last night." Ryder answered as he joined us downstairs.
"A fight?" Sheila asked in disbelief. My mom looked up at us too, clearly alarmed.
Sheila and mom were about to say something, probably about how fights should make our relationship stronger and that we shouldn't give up and don't we love each other too much to let it all go and is the wedding still on because I already ordered like, five hundred table napkins. I stopped them before they even began.
"Not that kind of fight." I said. Ryder nodded
Sheila looked relieved, curious, and angry all at the same time. My mom had the same look on her face, except hers had a touch of so-are-you-going-to-tell-your-mother-about-it-or-a m-I-going-to-have-to-ground-you?
"Let's just go already, I want to go back to sleep as soon as possible." I said.
"Same here!" Ryder said, raising his right hand.
"Alright. Did you guys get your rings yet?" Sheila asked.
"Umm...no." I answered.
"Okay, we'll drop by after." my mom said.
As much as I loved the two ladies in front of me who were talking non-stop about wedding business, I really wanted to buy the rings with Ryder. Alone. Without their usual 'But this is waaaay prettier than what you chose!'.
"I don't mean to hurt you guys or anything, but I kind of want to decide on the rings with Ryder. As in, just us."
Mom and Sheila just smiled at me and nodded. I was happy they actually got me.
"Okay. Another thing though, I just saw the most amazing chrysanthemums yesterday and..." I tuned out everything else Sheila was saying.
And then I fell asleep.
So? Did you like it? It's a little short for my liking, but it just felt like it needed to end there.
Do you guys want a chapter for the rings or I'll go straight to the wedding day?
Tell me, leave a review. Constructive criticism is always welcome. It helps me improve, even if it's just small comments like "Hey, you forgot a period once". Your reviews keep me writing! :))
Bad news guys. I'm grounded. I know, right? I thought that at my age your parents lose their power to ground you. But noooo. They confiscated my precious laptop. I can use it on weekends, when they're mostly busy. I was lucky enough to even be able to update this really quick. :|
