Fall to Pieces (let's just get to it)

[ohya]

COME ON MORE MORE MROE LOL I DEMAND ITTT!!! wow im hooked on this stuff

[Vintage Disposition]

:eek: great update!

[ktg205]

i come back to check on this story and look what happens! im never leaving again, cuz then crappy things happen and thats not good. that was dumb of evan for ever leaving in the first place i think, you dont just leave 2 hours before your wedding for something work related, i dont care who you are...that makes me so sad! nicole you HAVE to fix it and make it all better, ok? please and thank you

[waitingxforxyou]

^^ i'll try. =)

hey, is your myspace headline almost the same as your user name? cause i think i added you on blc fans...

[Rawkstar9]

With good material like that you could probly publish an awesome book about this kinda stuff... Id buy about 5 copies theyre so good!

[ktg205]

Originally Posted by waitingxforxyou

^^ i'll try. =)

hey, is your myspace headline almost the same as your user name? cause i think i added you on blc fans...

yeah, ktg is one of my nicknames my friends call me so i changed my name on there to that, and yes i do believe im friends with the blc fans profile

[waitingxforxyou]

Chapter Six

Evan gapes at her. “W-what?”

“You heard me. Could you help me with this?” Riley turns her back to him and gestures to the pearl buttons on her dress.

“No. No, I won’t,” Evan says firmly. “What do you mean, ‘the wedding’s off’?”

“It’s not going to happen.”

“You can’t do that!”

“I’m not. Mark and my sister are.”

“Riley, please, don’t do this.” Evan grabs her hands to prevent her from undoing more buttons. “I’m sorry! I didn’t know I would be late. I was freaking out the whole time. I’m sorry.”

“Sorry falls a little too short this time,” Riley says coolly.

“I know, but I mean it more than I’ve ever meant anything! There was an accident on the highway so that traffic was backed up. I couldn’t do anything about it and I couldn’t call because I didn’t have my cell. It wasn’t my fault, baby. Please…” Evan begs.

Riley turns to face him with fire in her eyes. “And who is at fault exactly, Evan? The guests? For what? For being on time and being seated? Our parents for putting up some of the cost, though we didn’t need it? My sister and Allison for helping me? Our band mates and friends for taking time out of their lives to be here and cheer us on? No, no, no, no.”

Evan is quietly listening with an awestruck expression on his face.

“How about me, Evan? Is it my fault? For believing you? For letting you go? For waiting here like an idiot for you? Maybe. But I’m not sure I can accept that. It’s your fault.” She jabs her finger into his chest. “Yours.”

“Fine. It’s my fault. And I’ll spend as much as time as it takes…do whatever needs to be done…to make it up to you as long as you still marry me. Please don’t walk away and end this. Please stick it out with me. I know I fucked up, I fuck up a lot! Please, baby, please!”

Riley sits on a chair. “Do you know what hurts the most, Evan?” she says, ignoring what he had said. “What hurts most is that you lied to me. You told me this would be one of the most important days of your life. Obviously it isn’t important, not if you can rush out and leave it like that.”

“If it’s that important to you too, since you agreed all those times I said that, then how can you not want to go through with it now and give me another chance?”

“I’m not the one who was gone.” Riley clasps her hands together. “Am I important to you?”

Evan sinks on his knees in front of her. “How can you ask me that? Of course you are!”

“Am I more important than music? Don’t you dare lie to me.”

He doesn’t say anything for nearly two minutes. Just as she is about to tell him never mind, he says, “At one point, I would have said no. I would have said no to anybody. I’d decided music was the most important thing in my life and nothing would ever take its place. Nothing was capable enough to do that. To be honest, even when I met you, I wasn’t sure if you could do that for me. But I knew you were different somehow…and then one day I realized that I wasn’t thinking about music all the time, I was thinking about you. I didn’t want to go directly to the studio first thing in the morning, I wanted to be home so I could be there when you woke up. I didn’t want to work late into the night, I wanted to come home so I could be with you. And I don’t like long tours anymore because it means I’m away from you. I decided the only reason I ever thought music was the most important thing is because I never had someone like you, I never had a reason to put it aside. So, yes, you are more important than music. I know my actions today don’t reflect that, but my heart does and I know that if I don’t marry you today it’s going to break and I probably won’t care about anything else anymore. Please accept my apology and marry me!”

Riley’s face is blank. Then she slowly smiles. “That was a nice speech, Evan. Now let’s hope you meant it because I’m going to marry you.”

“Thank you!” Evan takes her hands and pulls her up to a standing position. He leans in for a kiss.

She puts a hand against his face. “Not yet. I said I’d marry you. I didn’t say you were off the hook.” She turns around and points to the buttons on her dress.

He carefully re-buttons the dress and looks over her shoulder into the mirror. “You look beautiful.”

“It’ll take more than compliments for you to get out of this one.” Riley replaces her veil. “And to top it all off, you saw me in my dress.”

“I can put on a good surprise face.”

“Practice it on your way to telling everyone the wedding is on.”

“Sure, but you better not forget this.” Evan picks up the ring and slides it onto her finger. He pulls her to him and kisses her fully on the mouth, ignoring her protests. “I can’t wait to be your husband,” he whispers before rushing out of the room.

“Why’d you have to go and make things so complicated?” Riley sings softly to herself. She adjusts her veil and a grin spreads across her face.

It’s difficult to stay mad at Evan, she thinks, especially when I’m excited to become Mrs. Taubenfeld.

* * * * *

[waitingxforxyou]

“And presenting to you for the first time, Mr. and Mrs. Evan Taubenfeld!”

Hundreds of guests cheer as Riley and Evan step into the large ballroom hand-in-hand. Riley can’t stop smiling and Evan hasn’t let go of her hand since they were married.

The wedding, despite the delay and several guests annoyed with waiting so long, had been successful. Everyone had gasped when Riley entered the church in her dress; Evan’s surprise face had been perfect. She had felt tears in her eyes when she realized she was actually getting married. She had glanced at Evan and saw he had some of his own. Then everyone laughed when the preacher said “You may now kiss the bride” because Evan went “Yesss.” They laughing turned to “whoos” after the kiss became intense.

Now they’re in the hotel’s ballroom having their reception.

Evan squeezes Riley’s hand. “Can you believe we’re finally married?”

“No,” she answers honestly. I really can’t believe it. She can’t resist teasing Evan. “Although someone almost missed it…”

“I told you I was sorry! What do I have to do?”

“You can start by grabbing me a glass of champagne.”

The reception is a fun blur of eating, laughing, and dancing. At the dinner, Angela and Jeremy give their speeches.

Angela clears her throat nervously. “Okay, Riley, I don’t write as well as you do, so excuse the awkwardness of this speech,” she says. “When we were younger, I couldn’t imagine that one day I’d be the maid of honor at your wedding. You seemed more likely to kick it with the boys rather than kiss one and yet here we are and I couldn’t be happier for you. I know we haven’t always gotten along, but I admire your strength of character and individuality. I’ve watched you go from an annoying little girl to my best friend and I’m proud to be your big sister. Evan, you’re a wonderful person and you make my sister a very happy woman. Wishing you both the best.” She raises her glass.

Riley smiles at her with tears in her eyes. “That was sweet,” she whispers.

Jeremy stands up. “Alright, I’ve known Evan for four years now, so I think it’s safe to say I know him pretty well. We’d always talked about girls and stuff, but he never seemed very interested in anyone we met. Then one day he calls me and says, ‘I’ve met the most fu--’…well, I can’t repeat that word here, but basically he was quite…taken…with our girl Riley. Since he met her, he’s been a happier person. I’m so glad my best friend has found someone that he can share himself with, especially since our union wouldn’t exactly be legal in the states.” Everyone laughs. “Anyways, Riley, stick with my buddy Evan here because he loves you a whole lot and we’re happy to have you around. That’s enough of this sappy stuff.”

After hours and hours of partying, the reception is over and Evan and Riley head up to their suite.

He unlocks the door and steps inside.

Riley stays outside and taps her foot. She arches an eyebrow. “Aren’t you forgetting something?”

Evan pops his head back out. “Um…” He scrunches up his nose and appears to think. “Oh yeah: carrying you across the threshold!” He lifts her up and walks into the room with her in his arms.

“Thankfully you didn’t bump my head.” Riley surveys the suite.

He loosens his tie. “I hate tuxedos.”

“You may hate them, but you sure look cute in them.”

“You look nice too.” Evan comes to her and wraps his arms fully around her, pressing her body against his. “Very nice.”

Riley stares up at him defiantly. “And what are you getting at, Taubenfeld?”

“Um, hello? Wedding night.” He grins cheekily.

She smirks. “I’m still upset with you.”

His face falls. “But you promised!”

“At least I’ll keep my promises.”

Evan tightens his lock on her waist. “And how long are you going to make me pay for my mistake?”

She stands on her tiptoes and kisses him lightly. “Consider it forgiven…for now.”

“That sounds kind of threatening.”

“Are you going to help me take this off or not?”

“Absolutely!”

Once her dress is off and laid safely on a chair, Riley bites her lip to hide a playful mile. “I have a surprise for you…”

“You do?” Evan is obviously interested.

“Yes. Just give me a few minutes.” She roots around for something in her suitcase, clutches it to her, and goes into the bathroom.

“I’ll be waiting for you,” he calls through the door.

Riley removes the bobby pins from her hair and lets it fall onto her shoulders. She rubs some of the heavy make-up off. Then she glances at the lingerie she’d brought into the bathroom. She’d bought it a few weeks ago for tonight.

As she puts on the black pieces, she feels a mixture of nervous and silly. What am I nervous for, she asks herself. Evan and I have already done this tons of times.

She gives herself one look in the mirror before exiting the bathroom. “Here I am,” she announces.

Evan is leaning on a pillow, eyes closed.

Riley frowns. So much for that.

He sits up and blinks. “Sorry, I just…” He blinks again. “Uh, wow…”

“Do you like it?” She does a little twirl.

“Fuck yes.” He holds out his arms and motions for her.

She steps into them and sits in his lap.

[waitingxforxyou]

Riley stifles a yawn. “Hello Mr. Taubenfeld.”

“Are you tired?”

“No.” She stifles another yawn.

“To be honest…” Evan sighs. “I’m kind of tired myself. We’ve been awake for a long time. It’s been more exhausting than a tour.”

She widens her eyes in surprise. “The great Evan Taubenfeld is backing out of his wedding night?”

He pinches her hip. “Our wedding night, and don’t forget that the famous Riley Thom—excuse me, Taubenfeld, is backing out too.”

“Touché.” She dangles her arms over his shoulders. “What are we going to do then?”

“Sleep…spend some time together…Besides, there’s always tomorrow…and the day after that…and the day after that…and--”

“Yeah, yeah, I get the point. You have to be on your best behavior though.”