In and Out of Love – Chapter 22
By MyNameIsCAL
The wedding band began to play and we all watched in awe as Ella and Iggy have their first dance. For being the blind guy, he wasn't too bad at leading. The music was one of the other things Iggy had been really picky about. He looked like he was enjoying himself. As the song ended and the next one started, I turned to Max.
"May I have this dance?" I held out my hand.
She took my hand and we waltzed around in a circle, trying not to hit the other people. Actually, it was more of a shuffle, but at the time, it didn't seem any different to us. And we stayed like that for a while, almost in our own world.
Max dropped her head onto my shoulder. "Look at Nudge and Gazzy."
I glanced at them, laughing as they stepped on each other's feet. Max and I were always the obvious couple. Gazzy and Nudge would be the two that none of us had really thought about happening, but now, they looked perfect together, even if they didn't step in time with each other.
"Do you remember when we were younger and still in those cages?" Max asked softly.
"Of course I remember." How could I forget?
"And you tried so hard to keep me happy and distracted from fear?" she continued.
I raised an eyebrow. "Did I really?"
She purposely stepped on my foot. "Yes, really. And how we spent all those hours talking to each other?"
"Yes, I remember it all very well. But what's your point?"
She shrugged and we came to a standstill. "I just like remembering that."
I smiled back at her. "Me too."
Iggy and Ella were off on their two week road trip as Max and I lay in bed at the apartment, full of Iggy and Ella's wedding presents.
"I swear we won't be able to see the floor when we decide to try to leave," Max joked.
"We're lucky we could even get into the bedroom," I chuckled.
"Well we could have just slept on the couches."
I rolled my eyes and then leaned over to kiss her. "What do you want for breakfast?"
She grinned. "I say we open Iggy's waffle maker."
Ella would send us a postcard from every different place they visited in California. We had a pile of them, sitting neatly on the coffee table. Sometimes Ella would mail us a photo instead of a postcard. There was one of a pretty sunset over the mountains. Someone must have taken it for them because Iggy and Ella stood in the picture, smiles stretched across their faces, Iggy's arms wrapped around Ella.
It turned out that Iggy's waffle maker would become useful over the next two weeks. Since neither Max nor me could cook well, mixing eggs and some flour together wasn't that hard. Iggy was quite amused when I admitted to him that we had been using it.
"Miss my cooking already?" He chuckled. "It makes you sound like you've been deprived of food for years."
---One Month Later---
It didn't take much to plan my wedding. Besides Sam from the tavern, it was just the flock, plus Mom and Ella who would be there. In fact, we were going to have the whole thing in Mom's backyard. The whole thing would be, I guess you could say, inexpensive. Sam was providing food for free, we were using Mom's kitchen chairs, and we would be flying by ourselves to our honeymoon. There was nothing to stress about. The next two weeks before our wedding would be spent relaxing.
Tonight, we sat watching TV with Iggy and Ella. Ella sat at the coffee table, working on a scrapbook of wedding and honeymoon photos.
"Where are we going to go for our honeymoon?" Max nudged me.
I sat up. "You'll see."
"You're not going to tell me?"
"No, it's a surprise."
She rolled her eyes. "How could anything possibly be a surprise? I want to go somewhere tropical."
"Where we're going will be much better than that," I insisted.
She sighed, "Alright, fine don't tell me then."
Iggy smirked.
"Don't tell me you know where," Max snapped.
"No, I don't know a thing," Iggy laughed.
---Two Weeks Later---
I was standing in my room, getting my tux together, when Iggy walked in.
"Seems like we just did this yesterday," he commented. "Except I think we've all been waiting for this longer than you and Max have."
We took our positions outside at the end of the makeshift aisle between Mom's kitchen chairs. Ella stood on the other side of the altar, Max's maid of honor.
"Do you have your vows?" Iggy whispered.
"Yeah, I've got the memorized." I assured him.
Time seemed endless as I waited. And then the door from the house opened and Max came out, escorted by Mom, looking more beautiful than ever.
Don't worry, I'll get back to their wedding in the next chapter! I've been thinking of continuing the story with everyone having kids and stuff, but in the end I decided that if I do that, it'll be a different story, perhaps a sequel of some sort.
Check out my newest Max Ride fanfic The Runaways, based on what it would be like if Itex never existed and how fate must bring them all together anyway.
Thanks for reading!! New chapter is coming soon!!!