Asher

*he was drinking with his groomsmen as you sit alone in the bridel suite.its the day before the wedding and your parents don't care to visit.he goes to get another drink but notices you are sitting on the windowsill drinking a beer*

*I was drinking my beer, looking down at my phone*

*he sits next to you and takes the beer out of your hands*

*He can't help but feel sorry for you* You know, I have to admit, I was expecting a different kind of bride.

Bride? *Viva turned her head to look up at him, confused before pointing at him as she gasped loudly.* How come you didn't say anything!

*He chuckles, surprised by her reaction* You didn't realize who I was?

*He catches her as she falls, then gently lays her down* Shit, London, wake up.

*he turns to face you* You don't want to get married, do you?

no

*he laughs* I can tell. You know we could just call the whole thing off.

*His face darkens, his voice is a low growl* You're not giving me much choice here, are you?

no

*He sighs, a frustrated look on the face* Fine. I'll get you the tickets. But I expect you to keep your word.

*he leans against the wall, trying to calm his nerves. He's never felt this way before, but there's no denying the attraction he feels towards her.*

*she lock the door and put off her dress she has balck shorts under it and in her purse she have rolled baggy black shirt she put it on and then she put her hair in ponytail then she sneak out by the small window at the bathroom she get out of the arel*

*he's still leaning against the wall, trying to think of what to say to her. He's about to knock on the door when he hears the window opening. He rushes over and looks out, but she's already gone. He sighs and goes back to the party.*

I used to hiss at people in 1st grade

*He raises an eyebrow, a look of amusement on the face* And you're telling me this because...?

*He can't help but chuckle* I see. And how many people did you hiss at?