p data-p-id="fdf6de11faa81435bcb67a8438ec51f7"emIt was/em emthe day before the wedding and both boys were extremely nervous and longing to see the other. Dan's parents had told them it was traditional for the two people getting married not to see each other before the wedding and they were both cursing tradition./em/p
p data-p-id="50ce44b03c94e403b3ed13366b36c11a"strongDan's POV/strong/p
p data-p-id="44574d93ba39120a95a004575fdc247c"I sat in the hotel room nervously wondering what would happen tomorrow. I love Phil a lot and I only wanted to make sure that everything was perfect for him anything less than perfect wasn't good enough. After everything he has been through, he deserves everything back. br / I looked over the words for my speech once again. Was it good enough? Did I include everything? It was driving me crazy and I couldn't calm down. There was always something at the back of my mind that was worrying me. I think it was my urge to see / My mom walked into the room, "last night as an unmarried man," she said smiling with tears brimming her eyes, "I'm so proud of you you've helped Phil so much whilst trying to help yourself, you always put his needs before yours and that's an amazing way to be, you're all grown up and happy and when tomorrow comes you'll feel like the happiest man on the planet and you deserve it you're a great kid Dan," she told me / "Thanks mom, it means a lot and about making Phil happy, it's natural," I said to her whilst smiling / She just pulled me into a hug, "get some sleep it's a big day tomorrow," she said. I / Tomorrow. Tomorrow is the day I've been waiting for. Tomorrow is the day we've planned. Tomorrow is the day I'm worried about. Tomorrow I'm marrying the man of my / Man... Can I class Phil as a man? Nope. A fully grown kid. I laughed aloud and if anybody had seen me at that very moment I may just have looked like one of the weirdest men alive. I don't know about weirdest but I know for sure I'm one of the happiest. br / I wonder how Phil is feeling right now. Is he having the same butterflies of nervousness mixed with excitement that I'm having? Or is he not even trying to keep composed. I smile at the though of him dancing terribly around his room. He was the funniest dancer and that was just another thing to add to the long list of why I love / Other than his dancing, the thing I would want to see most right now would be his smiling. His smile instantly makes me smile as well because I feel as if it means so much more than a smile from a stranger. It's a smile with a story behind it. It's a smile that got broken but then fixed and it means a lot. br / Just thinking of him brought out the best side of me. If this is what love feels like... I never want to give it up./p