Disclaimer: I do not own The O.C. or the lyrics. I do own Ian and Brittney. Wow, look at that. I do own something. Yay for me!
Author's Note: Hey everyone! I had this started a month or two ago. I didn't like it though. I couldn't get it to work. But my friend said she liked it, so I hope you do too. I am so sorry though for such a long wait. Hope everything is well! xxx
Anyway, this is the long anticipated (I hope) chapter which contains the – drum roll – wedding! Hope you love it! Please review!
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"Lying Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off"
Panic! At The Disco
Is It Still Me That Makes You Sweat?
Summer had to take a double take at the woman staring back at her, through the mirror. It didn't look like her. The bags under the eyes, the tired look on her face, the smudged mascara. None of this was Summer. None of this was how any woman should look on her wedding day.
She was supposed to be beautiful and gorgeous. So that nobody, especially Ian, could tear their eyes away from her. Instead she looked all wan and like a wreck. Of course, this was nothing a little makeup couldn't fix, but still.
She closed her eyes and bit her lip as she pressed her memory to recall how she ended up like this.
Like she had to try that hard to remember. It's not something you can forget easily.
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Okay, so sure, Ian had told her to go out and have a good time. But that's only because she had practically forced him to go out with his buddies. It was the night before their wedding. They had to have their Bachelor/Bachelorette parties! It was tradition.
So, like a loving fiancé, Ian obeyed and went out for a night of drinking, bonding and well, drinking with his buddies.
Summer, however, did not follow suit as she said she was going to. This brings us to the reason of that little ramble.
So, okay, Ian told her to go out. Summer suspect, though, that this going out and having fun didn't include her calling one Seth Cohen – ex-boyfriend of the Summer Roberts in question – and getting on her party hard-y with him. Probably not.
What Ian doesn't know won't hurt him. Right?
Umm… not quite.
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'Oh God,' thought Summer, as she recalled the disastrous evening.
Am I Who You Think About In Bed?
Summer, rather ungracefully, stumbled to the door of Seth's home. Reaching the door, Summer brought hand up to knock on the door. Actually pound. But no, pounding on Seth's door at 10 o'clock at night wasn't enough.
"Cohen! Answer the door. Goddammit Cohen, open the damn door!" Summer yelled into the door. That is until Seth opened the door. Then she was yelling into his face.
"Seth!" Summer greeted, with a big, cheery grin on her face, as she pushed her way into the house. "It's so great to finally see you again!" Still on her face was the enormous, yet beautiful smile of Summer Roberts.
Seth couldn't help but be a bit surprised. It wasn't everyday your ex-girlfriend stumbled into your house.
"Summer – hey. What's up?" Seth asked, a bit nervously yet confident at the same time. If that's possible?
One look at her face, and Seth gulped. Oh God, he was in for it. This could only lead to big trouble, her being in his, not three feet from him.
Oh dear God, indeed.
OoOoOoOoOoO'Oh fuck," thought Summer as she opened her eyes. That is definitely not what Ian had expect her to do. Sure, he wasn't stalkerish or possessive but she was pretty sure he wouldn't like the idea of her with her ex on the eve of their fucking wedding.
When The Lights Are Dim
And Your Hands Are Shaking
As Your Sliding Off Your Dress
And all of the sudden Summer found herself on Seth. All over Seth. Practically clawing at him as their lips clashes in a fight for control.
Seth was surprised, to say the least. Summer was engaged, yet her she was kissing him like she hadn't in a year. And he had to admit…
…he liked it.
A lot.
Summer was loving the feeling of Seth's lips on hers. And on her face, neck, chest, back and so on.
'Oh Cohen,' she moaned into his ear.
Both of them were quickly losing all control.
Then You Think Of What You Did
Summer was disturbed from her memory when there was a knock at the door.
"Hello? Summer?" It was Ryan. Good ol' Ryan checking up on her.
"Yeah?" Summer called back.
"Can I – can I come in?"
Summer did a quick sweep of the room. Everything, including herself, was decent. "Sure."
"Everything alright?" Ryan asked warily.
"Of course. Everything's just fine. I mean, why wouldn't it be? I'm about to get married. So, of course I'm a like bit nervous. But that's like totally normal. Isn't it?"
Ryan took another step into the room, eyeing Summer as he did. "Of course it's normal. I just wanted to check in on you and make sure everything's okay."
"Well it is," Summer semi-snapped. The apologizing with, "Sorry Ryan. I'm just really stressed out right now."
Pulling her into a hug, Ryan attempted to comfort her. "Don't be. Everything will be okay." Feeling Summer nod into his chest, Ryan pulled away and braced himself for the next question.
"I didn't know you were inviting Seth." It was a statement. Not a question.
"Well, I thought it would be appropriate. Considering we did like date for quite a while and he was a significant part of me life. I thought we had come past any problems we had."
Yeah, right Summer.
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Summer was only minutes away from walking down the aisle. 'Oh God. Oh God. Oh God. Oh Seth,' she thought. 'Seth? What the hell? No, no, no, no. I am not supposed to be thinking about Seth. I'm about to get fucking married. To Ian. Not Seth. I am not allowed to think about fucking Cohen.'
The battle within Summer's head continued. She couldn't shake it. But then again, who could shake such a thought?
And How I Hope To God He Was Worth It
Suddenly Summer felt herself walking down the aisle. This was it. Summer Roberts was getting married. Out of the corner of her eye, she couldn't help but notice Seth. His curly hair falling over his chocolate eyes. That wasn't what caught her attention, however. It was the girl next to him.
And the smirk on his face. It was the same girl she had seen him with that fateful one day that seemed so long ago now. The smirk on his face was hard to miss. She couldn't help but notice the way his hands seemed to be all over this mystery girl. This was all out of the corner of her eye, of course.
It took all she had to not start crying and screaming right then and there at the sight of Seth with another girl. Of course, that wouldn't be proper. Not to mention, Seth was sitting there at her wedding, for fuck's sake. She would not make a scene at her wedding. She would march down the aisle – not literally – and marry Ian. She'd be his wife. It didn't matter if Seth had a new fuck. She had a new husband and she could fuck him all she wanted.
Such lovely thoughts floating through her head, as she walked down the aisle of church.
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Summer was married. She was all smiles, but inside a million and one thoughts were racing around, all at once. She couldn't figure it out. Did she do the right thing? Then she would look over and see the eye's of her adoring fiancé – err…husband – and realize that yes, she did do the right thing. This man loved her more than anything in the entire world. And she had screwed him around. She had played with him like a puppet and he didn't even know it. Let's hope he never did find out either.
But, despite all of this, Summer was still left uneasy. She was still questioning everything around. She knew if she just left things as they were, then everything would be fine. Or at least appear fine. Which was all that really mattered in a place such as Newport.
As she looked up to her husband, smiling adoringly at him she left it all go. For the moment at least. She leaned up to kiss him. As their lips met one though came to mind.
'I hope to God he was worth this.'
When The Lights Are Dim And Your Heart Is Racing As Your
Fingers Touch His Skin
As they entered the car, after numerous wedding pictures and so on, more thoughts started to flood Summer's mind. Thoughts of Seth… and her. Not just any thoughts either, but thoughts of the night before. Thoughts of them together. Hot skin touching.
These thoughts gave her goosebumps. She shivered. She was not supposed to be thinking these thoughts.
When Ian turned to her, she smiled and curled up against him. This was going to be a long night. Hopefully, there would be lots of alcohol. 'Cause God only knows, Summer would definitely have a hard time facing Seth.
A/N: Hey guys! So, the next chapter will be the reception type thing. It will continue on from here. It will also be using the same song. This one is just getting really long and I want to update. I'm hoping to update soon! Oh, and count on there being way more dialouge in the next chapter. Anyway, I hope you love it. Please review! xxx
