Addison wakes up with a smile that morning, a smile that large that it almost hurts her cheeks. Rolling onto her side to see what the time is, frowning when it's only 6.30. Knowing it's too early to wake up the other sleeping girls, that's scattered all over the room, she remains quiet, she doesn't want a grumpy Eliza to kill her on her wedding day. Her wedding day. She's getting married today, today after one o'clock she will be Addison Necropodoplis. It's been almost eight months since they set the date, and yet right at the moment, it only feels like last week. The time has flown by, having been busy with planning for the day. Dress shopping and then having it fitted. Choosing the flowers, the cake, the theme, it's all come together to be revealed today. Sure she loves how it has all come to be, but they could be getting married anywhere, at anytime and having only a small gathering of family and friends in their apartment and it'd be just as perfect to her. She just wants to marry Zed, and today she finally get's to.
Quietly she switches her weight up so she can reach her nightstand, opening the draw, winching when it squeaks. Looking around the room at each of her friends, breathing out a sigh of relief when they all stay still. She fumbled around the draw for a bit, her tongue sticking out of the corner of her mouth as she concentrates of locating what she's after, without being able to see it. Just as she's about to give up and thinking she's left it in her pocket of her jacket again, she feels one of the pods. Pulling it out, she happily plugs her earphones into her phone, scrolling through her playlist. Finding the song she is after, she puts her phone down and lay there, letting the song fill her with memories.
I know that the bridges that I've burned along the way,
Have left me with these walls, and these scars,
that won't go away.
And opening up, has always been the hardest thing,
until you came.
Flashback
"You look stunning, you know." Zed says, smiling down at her as he spins her around, pulling her back against his chest once she's facing him again. They are at the prom, Addison is wearing a silky light pink, knee length dress that flows out at her hips. White heels and the simple, but to Addison, elegant gold bangle around her wrist that Zed gave her for her birthday. Zed is wearing a burgundy coloured suit with a black tie and dress shoes, a white shirt underneath the blazer. According to everyone around them, it's not a massive surprise that've they got named King and Queen, they are the star couple, the couple that defied all odds, but to them it's shocking. The whole school has really come around after the cheer contest, it's amazing how quickly something can change when people open their eyes.
She's happy she's shorter than him and he can't see that she's blushing at his words as she looks at the ground, her tiara almost falling of as she does so, he can however feel the small shake of her head against him. She frowns when he pushes her away, letting go of her as he does so. She instantly misses being in his arms, it's where she feels safe, it's where she's made up her mind that she wants to stay. Had she upset him somehow? She's about to walk away, not wanting him to see how easy she is to tears, but he stops her when he lifts her chin up with his hand, the other one stroking her cheek softly. There's concern in his deep brown eyes, but also that same kind of love he always looks at her with. It makes her a bit more calm.
"I know that being without your wig feels strange to you Addy, I know that it was what you were raised to believe was the only thing that made you normal, beautiful, but it's not." When he's sure that she won't drop her head to avoid eye contact, he moves his hand to instead catch a loose white curl, it swirls around his finger, glimmering in the light. Normally she would pull away and push it back under her wig, but she doesn't have her wig and the way he smiles as he studies it, she's not as scared as she would have been if someone was to see it. She's always been protective of her hair, but with him, she didn't mind as much.
End of flashback
Her hair has grown a lot since then, she's purposely not had it cut other than a trim, to make sure that it would be long enough to be styled for today. It's almost as long as her wig was, her wig that is left packed away in the attic, no longer needed. Zed had asked why she hadn't thrown it out when he had seen it, one day where they had gone up to clear out, and she had answered that even though she wished she had never had to wear it, it still carried a lot of memories she didn't want to let go of. Zed hadn't said anything to that, only wrapped it back up in it's bag and put it back where he found it. She was grateful for that. It wasn't that she missed it, not at all really and she prayed there would never come a day where she'd have to wear a wig again, but it did carry memories, and for that reason she hadn't been able to throw it away. One of the memories was that it was how Zed had seen her for the first time, and how later on he had said he'd love her whether she wore it or not, no pressure unlike her parents had when they had first discovered her white hair when she was little.
She does try to, but she's sure she's not telling him just exactly how grateful she is for him having found his way into her life. Zed accepts her just how she is, and he tells her so everyday. Today she get's to marry him.
So lay here besides me, just hold me and don't let go.
This feeling I'm feeling, is something I've never known,
and I just can't take my eyes off you
and I just can't take my eyes off you.
Even though she knows she will be seeing him in a few hours, seeing him as she will walk up the aisle to him, it still feels strange waking up and not having him there next to her. It was one of the many things she was the most excited about moving out, and moving in together with Zed was, waking up every single morning in his arms. Falling asleep, cuddled up against him, was another. Thirdly, and not one she would say aloud to anyone other than Zed, was that there was no more interruptions, or the preying eyes of their over protective parents.
I love when you tell me that I'm pretty,
when I just wake up.
And I love how you tease me when I'm moody,
but it's never too much.
I'm falling fast, but the truth is I'm not scared at all.
You climbed my walls.
Flashback
It's the very first morning in their new, their own apartment, and Addison is the first to stir. She throws her arm over her eyes to cover them up from the glare of the sunlight seeping through the small gap it's found in the drapes. People has always thought of Addison as a morning person as she would always show up to school, or now work, with a bright smile and greeting everyone good morning, the truth is that she is not. At all. She sits up with a frown when she comes to the conclusion that her blissful sleep is over, and turns to Zed. He's laying on his side facing her, away from the sunlight, still happily asleep. Looking around the room she smiles as she remembers where they are, the cream coloured walls giving the room a nice, spacious and welcoming feel to it. They had spent days trying to decide what colours they wanted in which room, Addison and Bree having brought an entire catalogue of varieties of colours the paint shop had to offer. When it was too much of a choice they had decided to go neutral, and that way they could mix and match their furniture and have all the colours they desired. Sneaking a peek at the sleeping zombie next to her, she wiggled her way out of the warm comfort of the covers, and padded over to the large oval framed mirror in the corner, next to their joined dresser. She was wearing a simple pair of pink sleeping shorts, one of Zed's tattered t-shirts that fits oversized on her, her hair falling in a sleepy mess of tangles down her back. Grabbing her brush out of the bathroom, she attempts to brush them out, winching with each stroke she makes, the tangles not easily going without a fight it seems that morning.
She doesn't notice Zed's figure stirring behind her, in the reflection of the mirror, too busy on one very stubborn curl that's refusing to lay flat. She does however notice when he sits up, a grin on his face as he studies her. "You wouldn't look so happy if your hair was this long and refused to be tamed. No wonder some people decide to go bald." She glares at him in the mirror, annoyed that he finds her situation, painful situation, amusing. The grin doesn't falter, in fact it only grows as he pushed himself out of bed and walks up behind her, encircling her in his arms, his chin resting on her shoulder blade. "So your aim isn't to look like a wild woman? You make a great impression though, I must say!" he teases her, moving one of his arms to up to run his hand through her hair, laughing when it get's stuck in-between the curls. Ever since Addison's hear had grown and the longer it got, it turned out Addison didn't have as straight hair as she believed she did. "It's eating me!" Zed cried, faking a horrified look. Addison huffed, his humour hitting a dead end on the grumpy young woman, reaching up, she grabbed his hand and carefully with her own fingers, combed his free. "Not funny! I look like a..." she was about to say it, but stopped herself short when she realised where she was going with her sentence, Zed stiffening up behind her. "A freak?" he asked, his smile dropping as he cast a glance at his own reflection, running a hand through the bright green hair. "I'm sorry Zed, you know I didn't mean that, I just get so annoyed with my hair, it's like it just doesn't like me and wants to see me suffer." She explains, spinning around on her heel after putting the brush down, pushing herself up on her tiptoes to plant a kiss on the man's cheek. He breathes out a soft sigh, allowing a small smile to return. He knows what she means, and he knows what she doesn't mean. The love in her eyes as she looks up at him, leaving no doubt in his mind. "Turn around." He instructs, taking her brush in his hand and sets to work at brushing out the tangled mess. "How did you do that?" Addison says amazed when he's finished within seconds, putting the brush down and kissing the now soft hair on top of her hair. "It didn't even hurt!"
"When dad had to go into work early, I had to take care of Zoey and she always wanted all kinds of hairdos, and then I had to brush them out again before she went to bed. Guess you can say, I've got the experience." Zed explained, smiling as he put his hands on her hips, moving her around to face him again. "You're so beautiful." He says honestly, stroking her cheek lovingly. "I'm not, defiantly not now, I've just woken up." Addison blushes, shaking her head in disbelief. Putting a finger under her chin he moves her eyes back up to him, "You are, especially now, whenever, always. I wish you would believe me, but I guess I will just have to spend every day for the rest of my life proving it to you, in anyway I can." A soft smile graces the corners of Addison's lips, and something flashes in her eyes that sends a thrill down Zed's spine. "And it what ways could that be?" She flirts, looking up at him through her lashes and biting her lip softly. Wiggling his eyebrows at her before picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder, smacking her bum when she squeals, he throws her down on the bed and sets to work on showing her exactly how he will prove it to her.
That she is beautiful.
End of flashback
"Hey daydreamer, snap out of it, it's time to get up, we've got a big day ahead of us!" Eliza's voice suddenly dooms over the music, pulling out one of her ear pods, startling Addison back to the present. It's only Eliza left in the room other than herself, but she can hear clattering about down the hallway, so the others can't be far away. Pushing her covers off, she realises that she must have been so far away in her thoughts, and her music probably a bit too loud, that she didn't even hear when the alarm went off. It's now 07.10. "What are the others doing?" She asks Eliza, the latter now standing in the doorway as she waits for the bride-to-be. "They're making breakfast, we are not going through all of this preparing on empty stomachs." She explains, leaving the room once Addison is out of bed, and she is sure that she won't go back to bed. Not that Addison could sleep even if she tried, the excitement almost unbearable. Putting a dressing gown over her usual sleeping attire, one of Zed's t-shirts and a pair of lounge shorts. She opens up one of her drawers on her side of her and Zed's shared dresser, pulling out a pair of fluffy socks that she slips them on before following after her friend.
Passing by the white dressing gown hanging in front of her wardrobe she grins happily. Let today begin.
Right so the next few chapters will be wedding based people! This one is about Addison laying in bed the morning to the wedding, daydreaming. Next one will be about Zed's morning, and then the actual day, and we've also got the honeymoon. Please do leave a review, it always makes me happy :)