"Its gonna be alright. I'm here theo."

We made our way to the hall.

A reporter saw us and pointed his finger on us.

Fuck.

I should have known thats coming.

All the reporters came onto us.

Running as fast as they can.

With thier camera.

Flashing and taking pictures.

On thier way.

The bodyguards sprung int action making a line with thier hard body.

In a circle.

Surrounding us and protecting us.

I'm glad the bodyguards came.

The bodyguards pushed them away leading us inside the door only to be greeted with unfamiliar people.

I knew the headline for tommorow.

All about me.

My pics.

Rumours.

And more.

Welcome to fame brooke.

Everyone was staring at us.

Some whispering.

Some facial expressions were sad.

Hurt.

Confused.

Unbelievable.

Shocked.

Jealous.

Anger.

Rage.

Annoyed.

I knew this was gonna happen.

Too good to be true.

Who would have thought that theo Walcott would come to the wedding.

Why?

Because his mother died not long ago.

The hall was decorated nicely.

Elegant.

Beautiful.

Wow.

Such a place.

Little Rose's from white to light colours are there.

Placed in the chairs.

One for each of us.

We sat down in the middle.

Eyes glared on us.

Especially me.

Girls mostly.

Like bitch wtf?

A white carpet in the middle leading to the main stage or place fo the wedding.

The rings in a classy glass box.

The old man standing.

After a while the wedding started.

I saw nathanio near the stage.

Weird.

His face looked happy.

Excited.

Finally.

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