That's the Way Things Are

"Addison, please." he begged me as he had a hand on the top of the limo door and then other extended out towards me to take.

"No" I simply stated.

"look, I know you don't want to marry me anymore then I want to marry you, no offence, but let's just get through this reception for our parents.

Oh at times like this I hated my parents. I mean forcing me to marry this...this.... Musician. I thought my parents were the ones to tell me to marry good. Marrying good in my book means marrying a successful lawyer, a doctor, or even a high company businessman. But I guess marrying good to them means a musician like John. Ugh that's not even a career. But you know, considering my parents arranged this marriage and all means they knew I would end up with John O' Callaghan, leader singer of the band the Maine. Which I have never heard of may I add.

"Fine" I sighed in defeat. I pushed his extended hand out of the way, grabbed the bottom of my white dress and got out of the limo.

"Lets go in" he said with a sigh as he started walking without me.

I rolled my eyes and followed behind him. You know, it would help if I atleast loved my husband, but nooo I had to have an arranged marriage to a guy I had never met a day in my life untill the moment I found out I was marrying him. Joy.

We walked to the entrance, my loving husband not even bothering to hold the door for his precious new wife. Gag me.

He stopped before he reached the entrance where all of our family and friends were gathered waiting for us to arive.

He then again extended his hand out to me. I basically just looked at it in disgust.

"Addison, please just take my hand. We can't walk in there 2 feet apart. "

"I hate you"I said with a sigh and took his warm hand.

"This marriage is going to be wonderful, just wonderful" he mumbled to himself as he opened the doors and led me inside.

I put on a fake smile and looked over at John who also had on a fake smile. If I didn't know how unhappy he was to be getting married, I would think he was the happiest man and loved his wife dearly. He was amazing at hiding his true feelings.

We walked in and heard 'Awes' and 'young love is so cute'

Yes, very fucking cute...

Our parents came over to us and smiled and my father patted John on the back.

"its nice to see you two happy"Johns mom said and mine agreed with her right after.

I squeezed Johns hand and bit my tounge

He just gave me a warm smile.

"Time for your first dance as a married couple, go" our moms said shewing us out onto the dance floor.

John had to drag me a bit there. Hey, he was lucky I was still smiling.

We stopped at the middle of the dance floor and John placed one of my hands on his shoulder as he slid one of his arms around my waist and then took my other hand in his.

This was actually the closest we had ever been to eachother, and I intended to keep it that way.

The music started and we began to sway back and forth. I hated the feeling of having everyone in the rooms eyes on me with smiles on their faces thinking we actually wanted this. Yes like I wanted to get married at 18, fresh out of highschool. But John, eh he's 20. I have no idea how his parents told him he had to marry me, I mean he should be leading his own life and not listening to his parents, but maybe its the fact that he loves them to much and wouldn't do anything to disappoint them. Me on the other hand, got the whole lecture on "I don't care if your legally an adult, you still live under my roof so you are doing it, besides the paper work is all done, no way out if it"

I was staring at Johns tux not wanting look at him either.

After a few minutes I looked up and out to the crowd to see others join us on the dance floor.

I finally looked up at John making eye contact instantly and I could see the sadness behind his eyes. He was hurting just as bad as I was.

I wouldn't think a 20 yearold musician would want to settle down either. I guess he was signed and getting big if he wasnt already,so that means a lot of girls probably wish they we're in my shoes. To bad I don't want to be in my own shoes.

We just stared at eachother. I couldn't take it, the more I looked into his eyes the more I wanted to cry, but yet I couldn't break contact.

"I'm sorry" he wispered after a few seconds. Those two simple words broke me down.

A couple of stray tears slid down my cheeks.

"Addison, please don't cry, I'm sorry, he said as he took his hand from around my waist and let go of my hand and then wiped away the tears with his thumb.

Then he did something unexpected. He hugged me.

I was a little shocked at first but then eventually gave in and hugged him back.

"Everythings gonna be fine, we'll get through this"he wispered in my ear.

We pulled apart and I said thanks to John. He smiled at me sincerely and I couldn't help but smile back. It was actually a real smile too.

"Hey man, do you mind if I dance with your wife" one of Johns friends asked . I couldn't exactly remember his name considering I only met him once for like 2 seconds.

"Yea sure" John said stepping away

"just in case you don't remember, my names Kennedy" he said with a smile as we started dancing. I smiled back. He was kind of cute. And his smile was contagious. Why couldn't I marry him? I mean its not like John was ugly, far from it, but Kennedy had this thing to him that I'm not sure what it is, but I like it.

"Thanks for that" I said my smile getting bigger as I looked into his eyes. Maybe the only reason I felt attracted to him was because he wasn't my husband...

"No problem Addy"

"Oh I see you already got your nickname for me, Kenny"

"Well it looks like you got one for me too"

"Looks like it" I honestly couldn't get the smile off my face even if I tried.

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After a few hours of dancing with random people, a lot of Johns friends, who I happened to like just as much as Kennedy,and staying clear of John as much as possible,I was tired and wanted to leave.

I was sitting at some random table bymyself sipping some champagne looking at everyone having a great time. To bad the bride wasn't. I mean I guess John wasn't such a bad guy but I don't want to be married. I'm only 18 fucking years old anyway.

I looked around spotting John leaning against the side of the stage talking to a few of the bridemaids. He looked like he was having fun. Its always fun to flirt with other girls at your own wedding while you know your 'wife' is watching you.

No doubt I'm gonna be cheated on.

John all of a sudden caught my eye, and I didn't look away embarrassed for watching him flirt with a few of my friends, instead I looked at him with a look of bordom and maybe hate.

I watched him excuse himself from the group of girls making his way to my table.

I sighed and looked down at my half empty champagne glass.

"Hey"he said sitting in the chair next to me

"Hi" I said with no emotion moving my champagne glass in circles watching the champagne move around the glass.

"Ummm"

"you can go back to flirting with my friends, I'm gonna call the limo and I guess ill see you at the hotel later, or maybe not, not works for me"I said standing up and he stood right after me.

"Addison, I was not flirting with any of them, I swear" he said grabbing my arm.

"Woah, John, chill. I don't care who you flirt with, in my book this wedding isn't real, I don't love you, I don't even like you,but for our parents sake, don't make out with any of them while there still here"

He seemed pretty shocked to me. He just stared at me still holding my arm.

"you can let go"I said and he immediately let go of my arm.

"we're leaving together"he said grabbing my hand and pulling me with him towards our parents.

"Ummm were kind of tired were gonna go" John said gripping my hand realy tightly, like he thought I was gonna try to run away or something.
"awe look at you two,"my mom said and it took all of me not to roll my eyes "Have fun and call us"Johns mom said as John led me away towards the exit. I couldn't help but giggle. Have fun? No way in hell ill even be sleeping in the same bed as him.

We walked outside to find the limo parked there.

John actually opened the door for me and helped me in the limo and held my dress for me as I got in. What a gentleman...

He got in right after me and we say about a foot apart.

"I'm guessing I'm going to be sleeping on the hotel floor?" John asked turning his head in my direction.

"Oh you got that right" I said as I took off my veil and threw it across to the other side of the limo.

This is going to be one wonderful marriage.....