We got out and went towards the garage. We reached the garage and I took the Porsche key from the key stand, opened the car and sat in the driving seat.
Somebody's in some mood today.
"Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh." I heard Layla's voice of dissapproval.
"You aren't driving today, you're the bride. Your dress will get creased and I am in no mood to hear my idiotic son complaint more."
"Mom please, I want to drive, please let me, I'll get us there fast. Please." I pleaded wanting to drive and enter my own wedding looking like a badbutt bride.
"No, Kezr even got a driver." Aria and Maria just kept looking at us not saying anything.
"You guys aren't gonna say something?" They both shook their head and looked like they wanted to pee themselves at the sight of Layla being angry. Even Maya had clutched Aria's shoulder tightly.
I sighed and knowing I was outnumbered, I decided to play by my own rules. I pouted and got out of the car taking a deep breath.
"Bummer. Kezr told me he wanted me to fulfill my wildest dreams with him. Now what will I tell him? That you guys stopped me from enjoying?"
I faked my tears thinking about a puppy dying and my water works automatically started.
Aria and Maria smirked and winked at me knowing my tricks all and all but Layla. She was a different case.
She rushed to my side and wiped my tears chanting, "Okay, okay. Fine. Fine. Don't cry, Kezr will definitely not like his precious doll crying."
"Let me drive?" She looked a little hesitant but nodded none the less.
I laughed evilly and Aria and Maria squealed jumping in the back seat.
Layla just looked at me with widened eyes and went to say something but I kissed her cheek and sat in the car.
After we all settled down, I started the car and heard my two bridesmaid squeal and Layla say something along the lines of 'regret this'.
"Buckle up ladies!" I floored the car just how Kezr taught me and heard all three of them scream.
Oh, I am loving this!!
"Baby K! Here I come!"
"Just open the door and go. No big problem. No big problem..... Right?" I asked myself for the umpteenth time hearing Layla groan.
"Go!"
"Just do it. Nike. Just do it."
"FLOOR IT LIKE YOU FLOORED THE CAR!" The last one really made me feel the adrenaline and I opened the door with Maya walking first spreading jasmine and roses on the baby blue carpet.
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