Allison's eyes didn't leave Deon's for the rest of the ceremony. Their eyes would meet, and he would break it in the cutest way. It was surreal seeing him this close, having him look directly at her. At every fan meeting, they boys would look at her, but wouldn't really look
at her. They would just kind of look through her. They were being polite, because that's what they did. But they didn't look at her the way Deon had been looking at her. It helped that he was, ya know, marrying her at that moment. She felt good about how she looked, and had reason. It left an impression and kept his attention. It didn't look like he wanted to run, but she hadn't even thought about that. The thought of him wanting to leave didn't even cross her mind. It was pointless. She new she was an attractive girl, and she used that to her advantage. She got all the sex she wanted, for the most part, and life just kind of seemed to fall into her hands. Everything she ever wanted just happened. Just the previous night she had Demetri in a bathroom stall and rocked his world. She knew she rocked his world. Even with a touch of Whiskey dick, he didn't seem to take too long. And now she had Deon. Forever. For better or for worse.
Technically, she didn't have him yet. They were still repeating words from the leader of all random marriages who stood in front of them like they were all going through this for no reason. Honestly, though, she didn't completely notice. All she could do was watch the way Deo's lips moved with each word, the way he said her name, the way his eyes darted around, thinking no one really noticed the edge he clearly had. If anyone knew his past, it was her. It wasn't a huge surprise. Hell, she could have used something to calm herself a little bit. For all she knew, he took something just so he could feel normal. That's how these withdrawl things worked, right? In sickness and in health was really going to be put to the test. However, she felt like she had already been put to that test. After hearing everything Deo had been through, she still loved him. She didn't totally know him, but she felt like she did. He needed this. She was proud he chose the Vow. It would keep him grounded. She
would keep him grounded. She had a duty now. She wasn't just a fan, she was going to be his wife, too.
Alli's eyes widened slightly as her smile broke into a laugh. "...or at least until you get bored..."
Her teeth bit down on her bottom lip as her eyes slowly looked up to the minister who was slightly frowning. She gave her best little innocent shrug to him, eyes big and apologetic, trying to win him over. It was in her nature. She always seemed to turn on that innocent sex appeal when she was in trouble, and it just so happened that it always got her out of trouble. Her mind wandered slightly and she was a little curious as to just how sexually frustrated this minister was. Was he tainted by all of these meaningless marriages he did every day? Maybe he needed to take his aggression out on someone. She always did like to get spank- NO. She was getting married. To Deon. Deon Matranga. She had to stop that now. She couldn't seduce every male she saw anymore. As Deon whispered something to Demetri, her eyes broke this connection she managed to make between her and this man of God, just in time to see Demetri look relieved. Her mouth nearly dropped open at the sight of the ring that Deon presented.
She had a feeling that the ring would be pretty intense, but Lordy! Her holy shit cakes
expression met his questioning, last chance connection before she felt the ring slide on to her thing finger. It felt like it belonged there. It was giant and didn't let her other fingers touch, and she loved it. Staring at it for just a moment, she heard the minister clear his throat slightly. Her attention jumped up to the minister before he smiled and suggested she get his ring ready. So, she did just that. She slipped the large ring
off of her opposite thumb and held it out, mimicking his previous eyebrow raise to her before slipping his ring on. In all reality, her 'last chance kiddo' look probably made more sense than his. "With this ring, I thee wed..."
Then, came the big moment. They turned towards the front and another lecture of words started again. Thank God they weren't doing a real ceremony. These were just the basics, but still seemed just a little too long and boring for Allison's tastes. She felt like bouncing in anticipation. Even her feet felt like they were holding on to her shoes so she wouldn't just float away with all her giddy, happy, emotions filling her up and making her feel like a little cloud. "I now pronounce you..."
He paused, that bastard. Then he winked at her! What was this?! Get on with it, gramps! "man... and wife."
A small squeak of elation came out before she turned and threw her arms around his neck, kissing him before they were given permission. With part of her fangirl coming out, she tried to redeem herself, moving her hands to the sides of his face, breaking the kiss slightly, before giving him another, more romantic, kiss. Mrs. Matranga. It felt like it took forever to get there, but here she was.