"In 3...2...1. Hey guys Bryan Stars here and i am here at the wedding of the century, Andy Biersack finally got hitched." I do not know this man, but he is here in front of us with a camera. "Alyssa how does it feel to be married to the hottest rocker ever?"

Hottest rocker, are you kidding me? "Uh, amazing." i whisper grabbing Andy's hand gripping it tightly. "Love at first sight you can say."

"That is amazing," Bryan chuckles. "Are we going to expect little rug rats soon?"

"No." Both I and my new husband snaps.

"Aw, Andy are you going to take a leave of absence seeing you are going on honeymoon?"

I turn to him with a small smile; please say no. Please say no. Repeating the manta in my head. "Yes, for a week or so, we are busy with a new album and i don't want the BVB army to wait, and Alyssa is finally escalating in her profession."

I could not help but roll my brown eyes at the rhetorical statement, douche bag. "Good to know." I whisper with a small smile.

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Ten minutes later i and Andy hand in hand on the dance floor; ready for our first dance as husband and wife and as well opening the dance floor for our guests. "You look amazing by the way," Andy whispers caressing back as Michael Buble sings about saving the last dance for him.

"You know bite me Andy."

"Maybe later." he chuckles kissing the shell of my ear. "I hate this, but we have to make it work."

I look up into his blue eyes confused as hell. "Are you hearing yourself Andrew; the moment you walked into my life it fell apart piece by damn piece so how is this marriage going to work?"

"Like it or not Ally you are bound to me, now and forever." It feels like worms are under my skin as he says those words to me, whispering it in my ear kissing me, i truly and undeniably hate this. I hate him. "Can't wait for our honeymoon night."

"You are not touching me, not now not ever." i growl pushing him away but he pulled me back. "You are hurting me." i whimper.

"You should be glad Juliet is behaving like a good little girl, but it will be your fault if she ruin this reception, seem like she already have a Johnny in her."

I turn my head seeing Juliet at the bar gulping her drink. Oh no. "Let me go talk to her."

"Nah, ah." He chuckles. "We should at least sell it. Kiss me."

"No way in eternal hell." i growl, he pull his hand up twirling me around bending me down. His lips press to mine making me squeamish. "What gives you the right-"

"No one gives me the right, i take it." He mumbles putting a last soft kiss on my lips. He pulls me back up with a smile waiving at everyone to come dance. "Go fix your mistakes,"

I yank his grip from my arm with tears in my eyes, "I hate you." I whisper walking away.

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"This must be the worst night of my life." Juliet sobs sipping on her whiskey. "I mean, he-" she shook her head waiving at me to forget about it.

"I am so sorry," i whisper grabbing her hand. "I hate this more than you. He is a jerk to me,"

She turned me with her brow arch. "Andy is the sweetest guy ever," You have got to be kidding me, so he just acts that differently around me? Am i that disgusting, now i feel sick.

"You gonna drink that," I laugh seizing the glass from her hand. "dry throat." My lips touch the rim feeling as the stingy alcohol down my throat. "So what are you gonna do now?"

"Going to start on a new E.P i have a lot of emotions to get out you know," She shrugs biting the bottom of her lip. "I have to go," Juliet stood twirling around. "Good luck i guess." With that she turned on her heel and walked away leaving me one expression. Anger.

How am i going to survive this; honeymoon, after the the honeymoon than what? Burn in hell?

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