Scrubs and Angels (Bastille/Dan Smith)

Chapter 3 - Dan

I sit waiting in the room, alone the collar of the tuxedo digging into my neck, thankgod I only have to wear it for the next few hours. I note to myself that when my day comes to just stick to the more comfortable casual option; a t-shirt and converse. I can barely believe that finally Chrissy and Woody are getting married today. It seems like just yesterday we started the band, but now everyone has matured in so many ways; Woody's getting married, Kyle proposed to Janna, Will even has a girlfriend. It's only me who is left single, left out of talk about relationships, left alone. I love being in the band, but I'm starting to feel as though it's keeping me from finding someone I want to grow old with. I am awakened from my daze as Will walks unannounced into the room.

"Hey Dan, it's almost time to start the ceremony." He says, "So you should probably get ready." I nod, but don't make an attempt to move from my position. I see Will look at me with a face full of sorrow and puzzlement. He opens his mouth to say something, but I cut him off.

"What's wrong with me?" I ask in disparity. "Why can't I get someone to love me? You guys all have someone you are so close with I don't only feel left out, I feel as though I am drifting away from you guys because we don't have that one thing in common?"

Will gulps nervously before beginning. "Look Dan, I know there is someone out there perfect for you and I know you know it as well, you just have to believe it."He says deeply. "We aren't drifting away from you, obviously not if you're one of Woody's groomsmen." I nod at his words, but don't feel as though I believe them.

"For all you know, you could have already come across the one." He suggests. This causes me to think back that dreadful night two years ago. Phoebe, the most beautiful perfect girl I have ever met, I truly believed we had a future together. But then I screwed up and ruined everything for myself. Since her, I have never been to look at someone with the same admiration. It had seemed as though I had messed up my one chance. I back over at Will who seems to be texting someone on his phone.

"Thanks Will, I appreciate it.." I start but he cuts me off.

"Sorry Dan, the girlfriend needs some help with a hair emergency, it was nice talking to you though." He apologizes and my heart drops. Well of course no one wants to sit here and listen to my sob story, I think to myself as Will leaves the room. I sit in silence for a little while longer until a text from Kyle interrupts me, telling me to move my but along. I sigh as I stand up and straighten up my tux. I then walk out into the room where the ceremony is being held and go to greet the guys next to the altar. As I approach them I pounce on Woody giving him a huge bear hug and wishing him well. He thanks me for my good will before worriedly asking.

"I wonder where on earth Sam is? He should be here soon, I'm beginning to worry." I sense his honest concern for his friend and consol him by assuring that Sam is just late and will show up. Just I finish the audience stands and the priest begins. He address the ceremony and soon it is time for Chrissy to arrive. She is wearing a slim white gown with lace and a long train, her cropped hair adorned with flowers, as I look at Woody I see his face light up with compassion and admiration, it is the embellem of true love. They join hand when the meet and the ceremony continues. As the wedding progresses I can't help but look at the two without a pang of jealousy being present in my heart. I hope that someday that will be me.