It Was Only A Kiss Chapter 12, an alias fanfic

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Chappie#12 – Crazy For This Girl
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Over the next 2 weeks, life was getting crazier then ever. I had a wedding to look forward to, and I was still throwing up life crazy every morning. My father and I still hadn't spoken since his little fit, and I'd already asked Dixon to give me away since I didn't have any other family to do so. I came home from another fitting for my wedding dress, and I noticed the bedroom door was cracked open and Vaughn was singing.

She rolls the window down
And she talks over the sound
Of the cars that pass us by
And I don't know why
But she's changed my mind

Would you look at her as she looks at me
She's got me thinkin' about her constantly
But she don't know how I feel
And as she carries on without a doubt
I wonder if she's figured it out
I'm crazy for this girl
Yeah, I'm crazy for this girl

She was the one to hold me
The night the sky fell down
And what was I thinkin' when
The world didn't end
Why didn't I know what I know now

And right now
Face to face, all my fears
Pushed aside and right now
I'm ready to spend
The rest of my life with you

Would you look at her as she looks at me
She's got me thinkin' about her constantly
But she don't know how I feel
And as she carries on without a doubt
I wonder if she's figured out
I'm crazy for this girl
Yeah, I'm crazy for this girl

-- "Crazy For This Girl" by Evan & Jaron --

I couldn't help but smile because I knew who he was singing about. In fact, he looked into the full-length mirror, and smiled when he saw me standing in the doorway. Once the song was finished, he turned off the CD player and came to the doorway before wrapping me up in his arms and kissing my forehead.

"That song was beautiful." I said.

"It reminds me of you." He replied.

"I noticed." I said, kissing him softly. I smiled and basked in his embrace.

At that very moment, Vaughn's phone rang. It was Weiss.

"Hey Eric, what's goin on?" Vaughn greeted.

"Nothing much. Listen, I need your input on your bachelor party." Weiss replied.

"No strippers." Vaughn replied immediately.

"Yeah, yeah. I figured that much already. Besides, you don't get a stripper when you've got a pregnant Syd at home. She'd kill me."

"Okay, so what do you need my help with?"

"When are you getting here? I need to know a timeframe so I can get everything ready."

"I thought you were figuring that out on your own and telling me."

"Well, I know you hate surprises, so name an hour and I'll be ready by then."

"9:00 sound good?"

"Sounds great."

"Eric."

"What?"

"No strippers."

"I know. Like I said, I fear the wrath of Syd. She's pregnant, which means she's got twice the rage capacity than she used to. And she definitely could take me before. Trust me, there will be no strippers, exotic dancers, or any women for that matter."

"Good thing. Because if Syd didn't kill you, I would." Vaughn replied sarcastically.

"I had that thought too. Anyway, I'll see you Saturday night at 9:00"

"Alright. Later man."

"Later." Vaughn hung up.

"Planning your last night of freedom?" I asked.

"Something like that." He replied, smiling.

"Syd?"

"What is it honey?" I asked.

"I know I'm overstepping here, but shouldn't you at least call your father once before the wedding to try to at least make civility?" he pleaded.

"No. Absolutely not. If he wants to treat me like a child, then I'm not bothering. I'm 29, and it's about time he realised that I'm a grown woman and I'm in love with a wonderful man that I'm marrying in a week. Until he gets over himself and apologizes for his amazing display, I'm not going to speak to him." I replied.

"Well, I suppose that if you don't want to, then I won't try to change your mind. But really, you're his only child, and I'm sure it's killing him on some level to miss out on the happiest day of your life." Vaughn said. He had a good point, but I refused to let him know that.