(Sehun's pov.)

I cannot believe that after all we had been through,we will finally end up here:to share this wedding together.Inside the church of this childhood escapade,where a love load of us,lovers,are held,we are destined to submit ourselves to each other.

One......Two.......Three......

Can’t help but anticipate your tiny steps on it’s way here; the crimson that dresses this ailse’s unfathomable fo my wait; though your flesh,on it’s perfectlinnen is at it’s nearest.It’s getting nearer.

Four ........ Five........

I sort to remmember our childish games,where we get to play along side with our promises’ Suzy– you wrote your name before mine,this funnily means for me,you confided first.Ha-ha-ha.

How could i forget that tree?

Six........Seven........and-Eight.....

Funny,how it all comes to pass in it’s short-lived delight.Our friendship then,as it provokes a calling to mind is a cuteas miniature Remeo and Juliet’s – mine’s a G.I. joe,your a poly pocket.

Nine....... Ten......

Our sick friends used to love to call you name: The spoiled brat; the girl in a boy’s clothing:the fiendish hell lass,whatever,you didn’t care because you had me as your protector.

Eleven.....Twelve.......Thirteen.....

I used to wait for you at dismissal.it was accustomed for me to walk  you home since our 1st grade.But i annoyed the years when you’re already fetched by your school bus. I walk alone for a year since the 6th grade.

Fourteen......Fifteen.....

2001 of December. Memoir of the FIRST KISS you surprisingly gave me in exchanging for that Chip’s Delight cookies.I don’t do chacolates as presents,though.but in fairness,you’re not a bad kisser- for a high school freshman.Ha-ha!

Sixteen......Seventeen........

Breathtaking.All I’d say is that your beaty is breathtaking.Reminds me of the Prom Night,where you seemed an angel painting carnations and creating an upshot,even the most frigid can appriciate.you are an angel angel,without wings.Look how you captivate the churches’spectators.Beholding a dainty such as yours keeps sending mouths ajar. Even our pries’s bewildered.

Eighteen......

Time is of the essence. Why she’s slowing?

Nineteen......

Another flatered footing.

Twenty.....

She stopped! There’s no way that this wedding wiil be..

Twenty                              One.......

AH, she finally continues!

Twenty-two......Twenty-three......

Please don’t get me too excited.as the rest of the earth lies quietly.I’m dying in patience.Ican’t wait to finish this......I LOVE YOU!

Twenty-four........Twenty-five.....

At last one final step.....It’ll be Over..

Your near me...

Finally,as I fall on deaf ears.it’s time to burn the bridges behind you.All I’d care now is your happiness;I guess you needed him - more than i need you

........(sigh)

This could be our wedding .But I’m just fit to be the Groom’s BEST MAN.

Still can’t believe that you used to be mine.But we’re at opposite extremes,guided by our own ontuitions: chaste love was mislaid.When it happened pr how it was done does not matter now.

.................conversely,you have no idea what I’m capable of.

Luhan needs you more than i need you Suzy

I hope i could be your groom but here am I,

Just Luhan's Best Man

The End

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THE STORY OF Sehun WHO LOVES HIS CHILDHOOD FRIEND Suzy,

Luhan is the groom

while

Sehun is just Luhan's Best Man

Suzy will get married to her groom Luhan

not to her childhood friend Sehun.

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Sorry for may bad english

THANKS FOR READING MY FIRST ONE – SHOT STORY

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