-Two years later-
Anthony's pov
I popped a bottle of champagne. I pored five glasses and handed them out. "Haha! Now there is only one of us living the single life." I said and looked at Tom. "Yet, I'm still surprised that you didn't crash your own wedding." he smirked.
Thankfully I didn't. I was getting a bit dizzy but that was because of the drinking. Hell, one year of marrige and its pretty great.
"Hey guys, Anthony (GaLm) and I would like something to say." John said looking at all of us. "We're getting married within the next 2-3 years." Everyone smiled and us three (Anthony Steven and Tom) congratulated them. "Well boys, let's drink!" I chirped. Steven scooted close to me and whispered "Um... Babe. Remember, I don't drink?"
Aw shit. I took his drink out of his hands. I went behind the table and looked into the can section. I pulled out a can of pineapple juice. I got a can opener and made a little slot.
I got another glass out and poured the juice in there. I gave it to Steven.