A Song and a Rhyme

Simon sighed in relief, smiling. "Yeah...I just worry that he's going to try to force his way into your life again." he said, holding her loosely. "We should get out of the water, you're getting pruney." he chuckled, turning off the water and shivering a bit. He always got cold easily. Still, he was reassured that she wouldn't let him in, not again.

Nathaniel remained silent, not wanting to sound needy. He looked at his hand again, being reminded again of her words. Damn, I just had to make it just for her..instead of profit it's just a headache and a bitchy conscious right now. He thought, shaking his head and sighing. "So how was your sister?" he asked softly, closing his eyes and hoping to forget earlier events.

Simon laughed, rolling his eyes and holding her to him. "Well, I'm only somewhat clothed...." he said, kissing her neck and smiling. "What are you suggesting?" he asked, grabbing a towel as well and drying her off.

Nathaniel twitched, remembering that the crazy brunette was his ex. God, did she say anything to her? He sighed, shaking his head. And she looked like a wreck..of course she would. He ruined a moment for her, something that was special and dear to her. He nodded, chuckling weakly. "Yeah...amazing." he said, looking away.

Simon grunted, picking her up in his arms and chuckling. "Good care? Hm, that sounds just about right." he mumbled against her neck as he carried her to their bedroom. He wanted to just forget that Daniel was even breathing at the moment. He would also make sure she knew that he was there for her, good and bad. He kissed her softly once they landed on the bed and pulled away just an inch from her lips. "You really still want to marry me?" he asked, wanting to make sure she wasn't hesitant.

Nathaniel looked down at her and sighed. "Eh..sorta not. That crazy lady...uh..she's an old friend, she freaked out about the video." he mumbled, clearing his throat and looking away. "Either way, she's out of our lives, so don't worry about it." he said, closing his eyes and sighing. "You wanna go out? Watch a movie or something?" he asked, smiling a bit at her. Honestly, he wanted to be left alone, but, he also needed something to get Mandy off his mind.

Simon smiled warmly, kissing her again and knowing that she was his. Always. Obviously, with Daniel coming into her life again, she seemed to be all the more enthused about marrying him. Of course, he hoped she wasn't getting cold feet before, but alas, that thought long passed. "I love you.." he whispered, kissing her neck and finally giving in, taking care of both their needs.

Nathaniel grunted. A chick flick? Really? He sighed, shaking his head. "Forget it, god. Let's just uh...go out to a club then. Later tonight?" he asked, smiling. He knew she didn't like much going out for a night so...planned. It was boring and he understood that. Still, at the moment, Mandy's words kept repeating over and over in his head and he most likely would've loved if someone were to knock him out. Just for a few hours...maybe a day or two. Is that so bad? Some peace?

Nathaniel grunted. God how he hated her indecisiveness! He couldn't read minds! "Ok, what do you want to do?" he asked, aggravated and already pissed off due to earlier events. Honestly, the physical aspects were taken care of but it seems to be the only things that are taken care of. Emotionally..eh...roller coaster, really. She wasn't a scholar but she isn't stupid either. He sighed, looking away, waiting on her answer.

Nathaniel growled, ignoring her damned insults. "Whatever! You fu*king jumpy wh*re!" he hissed as he before the door was slammed shut. Screw Sara. She wasn't worth the headaches and constant nagging. She wasn't real, she was just a fake and she knew it. He sighed, throwing the pillow from the couch to the wall in anger and sat down. "Goddammit, I was just fine and then she comes in and gets my hand all cut up, then the damn idiot comes in all happy and oblivious. Wow, what a damn day." he continued on, holding his head in his hands. "I was just a dumb ass trying to get...payback. Instead I got my own ass in line and dealt with by my ex, who is gonna marry this idiot who was always trying to get her from me." He grunted, shaking his head and staying on his couch, ignoring calls from his manager and whoever else had the balls to call him.

((I wasn't gonna say anything o-o...I apologize ><, I'll just be the patient person I am))

It's easier to just state it: Men and Women just aren't meant to get along and if they do, there's something wrong. Of course, that's what Nathaniel always thought after the last few months with Mandy. She had acted up and all that jazz, he didn't want to deal with it. He sighed as he decided to take a shower himself. He needed to get out. He needed to go party with his buddies and just have a good time. After getting dressed in a good attire for going to a club (something presentable in case paparazzi show up), he called his best friends, Mike and Frank, to invite them to party the night away. Of course they agreed, knowing they'd get women quickly. He hadn't even texted Sara, to tell her where he was going or anything. She could come back if she wanted to, he was gonna go have fun for once.

Simon had closed his eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath as he then looked at his beautiful bride. "Hm...you feel better now?" he grinned, kissing her head and holding her close with his arm around her. At the beginning, when he had even gotten the guts to ask her out, she was skeptical. She theorized that every other man had to be like Daniel, which really sucked for him but eventually, after a few dates and arguments, he had proven he wasn't like him. He was different. He may have a temper and may not want to deal with things like she does, but he listened, he obeyed, he cared.

Well it seemed he proved her wrong. Only then did Simon try so hard, now he was much more relaxed but of course, he was good to Mandy. He always wanted to take her out, get ahead of things to make them more special. He closed his eyes and sighed. "This is the life. Just wait til we marry, ah, that honeymoon is gonna be sweet." he grinned, already thinking of what he would book for their honeymoon.

BUUUMP~

I now pronounce this thread....as dead?

BUUUUUMPP

Eventually, even though it seemed impossible, life moved on. Mandy got over her anger with Nathaniel, though she did recieve a bouqet and an apology from his publicist somewhere inbetween her planning for the wedding and work in journalism. The big day was approaching quickly and with the weather chancing to freezing and white she knew that she would get the perfect winter wedding that she'd wanted since she had been a little girl. Her only problem was that even with a supporting man like Simon by her side she didn't feel like things were going the right way.

As it rolled in to almost a week before the wedding, Simon had called Mandy during his lunch break to check in on how things were doing in terms of food and such for the reception. He truly was excited and he almost couldn't catch on to how she felt. For him, things were going the right way. He was getting the girl he always loved! Why wouldn't he be happy? But of course, he began noticing more and more that she wasn't comfortable, with something. "Mandy, is something just gnawing at your brain? You don't seem too happy..lately."

It's dead!? What a shame TT

Mandy was going over the fonts for name plates for the tables at the reception when he asked her if she was alright. Biting her lip she wiped at some sweat from her brow and sighed. They had been spending the past few days going over the last of the details for the wedding and she was practically crossed eyes with exhaustion. This also didn't help her relieve her feelings of cold feet. While Simon was dear and charming to her she was growing weary of just how kind he was and how he seemed to only have her best interest in mind. It seemed too perfect, eerily perfect like just before a storm. "Ah, I'm fine." she mumbled, placing down the catalouge of fonts. "I just need to go out for a breather..." Excusing herself she got up and put on her flip flops and grabbing her keys before walking out of the house, deciding to leave behind her cellphone.

A text soon hit her phone. He just couldn't stand it any longer. They had to talk, even if it killed them. Nathaniel texted her with a heavy heart. sighing as he pressed SEND. 'Can we meet up somewhere? Somewhere private?' Those were the words that he texted on his iphone as he calmly waited for a reply at his place. He couldn't stop thinking of those tears she shed due to his stupid video. Hell, he ended up getting a cut up hand, losing a girlfriend (again), and getting pissy all in one day. That was a record. However, in Simon's head, he was wondering why his beloved was so..distraught. Day by day, she seemed to pull away all the more, like she was getting cold feet or didn't want him near her. Still, when she left, he let her be. He wasn't going to try and suffocate her.

It was just as she was placing her cellphone down that the screen lit up with a text message. She was surprised by the name that showed up (perhaps even more surprised with herself for not having removed his number from her phone after their explosive meeting. Shaking her head she cautiously looked over her shoulder as if Simon could somehow see the message from where he was in the living room. Looking back at the screen she decided that perhaps she would feel more at ease with her marriage if she made peace with Nathaniel. "Sure," she texted. "You name the place." After calling goodbye one last time to Simon she left and went to her car in the garage. As she put her car in drive Mandy wondered if she was making a mistake by agreeing to meet him.

"How about at the Plaza Hotel?" he texted back, getting into his car and driving off rather quickly. They had to resolve it. They had to. If not, they both would never really just let the peace rest. Not really. "Oh jeez, just what am I doing?" Nathaniel muttered, rubbing his face as he stopped at a light and saw the hotel not too far from his current area. At least paparazzi didn't follow him that much, thankfully. As soon as he got there, he pulled up the hood over his head and put on sunglasses, waiting in the lobby for her. He was anxious as the minutes went by.