chapter thirty six

for the glory

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here we go guys. after the excruciatingly painful two month wait, we have the chapter thirty six. I hope you love it, and I hope its what you wanted, and don't forget to vote and comment alrighty? xx

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"I now pronounce you, husband and wife."

The sound of clapping can be heard behind me, but I'm not focused on the audience, I'm focused on him.

"You're supposed to kiss him," Elsa stubbornly puts her hands on her hips, staring at me with a cheeky smirk. "I'm the priest and I say kiss Tyler or else I will take your ring pops off you so you aren't married anymore."

Tyler laughs from in front of me. He's so close that I can feel his warm breath fan across my face. Elsa had decided that she wanted to marry Tyler and I, reluctantly we agreed on the term that Elsa would let us use ring pops as rings.

"I guess we have to kiss now," I whisper to Tyler. I wrap my arms around his neck, wiggling my eyebrows at him. He laughs, pulling me closer by my hips so that our lips touch.

The kiss was short and sweet because Elsa was right in front of us and I don't feel like scarring the poor girl. She's already seen enough as it is, having Tyler's ugly face as her brother.

Kidding, we all know Tyler is sexy. After all, he is my boyfriend. My sexy boyfriend...

"Okay, I'm done." Elsa sighs exasperatedly, "I'm starving. Mom, what's for dinner?"

"Wow, Nova and I just got married and all you care about is what's for dinner," Tyler wipes a fake tear from his eye, kneeling down to look at Elsa. "That hit me straight in the feels."

"Oh, you're such a baby," Elsa whacks him over the back of the head, something I may or may not have taught her a few days ago. It was so tempting, and useless. So far she has hit him so much that she has now developed my violent tendencies. I should feel bad for Tyler, but watching his face after his little sister measly whacks him over the head makes me laugh so hard I have tears in my eyes.

"Stop hitting me," he growls and throws Elsa over his shoulder. Elsa struggles under his grip, dangling upside down with her face halfway down his back and her fists pounding on his butt.

"Mooooooooooom," she screams, "This big beast is abusing me."

Meanwhile, I'm too busy laughing to say anything. Tyler eventually puts Elsa down and we end up walking back over to my house. The 'ceremony' was in Tyler's front yard with Elsa, their mom, Georgia and Elsa's thousand dolls and teddy bears.

"So, Mrs. Bradford, how does it feel to be a married woman now?" Tyler smirks, grabbing my hand and interlocking his fingers with mine. I can never shake of the feelings I get when he does that, tingles run down my spine and my legs turn to jelly 99% of the time.

"Well, the honeymoon was shit," I bite my lip, "And my husband is pretty damn ugly."

Tyler gasps loudly, "You take that back, bitch!"

I hit his chest, "Don't call me bitch, you – you cow!"

"Ohhhhhhhh is that all you've got," he opens the door for me casually, I walk through, making sure I step on his foot on the way in.

"Nope," I smirk, "I have a lot more under my sleeves."

"I'd like to see you try babe," he winks, walking straight into my kitchen like he owns the place. Austin is sitting at the chairs beside the kitchen bench with a huge burrito dangling out of his mouth and his phone in his hand.

"Can we refrain from the flirt banter right now? Poor innocent bystander right here," Austin talks with a mouth full of burrito. Ew, how am I even related to him? Last time I checked, my mother wasn't a pig and my dad wasn't an ape. "You two have a sick kind of way of flirting. Its all violence, violence, violence."

"Yeah well at least I don't flirt like a potato," I jump up on the kitchen bench, swinging my legs back and forth while I watch Tyler shuffle through my fridge.

"That doesn't even make sense!" Austin yells loudly, scaring Tyler and making him hit his head on a shelf in the fridge. "Potatoes don't flirt. Potatoes are food. We eat them. Potatoes don't flirt with the other potatoes in the basket. Oh hey there Jeffrey, I love how fresh you are."

"Certified insane," I mutter under my breath. Who even acts out a scene about potatoes flirting? Oh right, my brother. The boy that eats ice cream out of cups and is somehow, don't ask me how I have no clue, becoming a recognized actor. Speaking of which, I can't wait until he starts making some money. Not that I'm going to steal any of it – what kind of sister do you think I am?

"I heard that," Austin pokes his tongue out at me. "So, find anything in the cold abyss of emptiness yet, Tyler?"

Cold abyss of emptiness meaning our fridge. Mom hasn't got shopping in three days – Austin and I have had the munchies. Not literally, but hypothetically. We have just been eating and eating and eating. Its like our stomachs are never-ending. I thought it might have been a growth spurt but then I realized that I'm already a freaking lanky mess so the only growth I'll be having is by my width.

"Not really," Tyler mutters, head still behind the fridge door. "Aha!" He pulls out a jar of apple flavored baby food, examining it for an expiry date. "I guess this will do. Expired yesterday but I'm ready to eat a freaking horse. Or Austin."

"I'm tasty," Austin winks suggestively at Tyler.

"Stop flirting with my boyfriend," I gag, "And you say I flirt weirdly, look at you go. Speaking of which, where is Savannah?"

"Savannah?" Austin pauses, "I dunno."

"She's your girlfriend," I scratch my forehead in confusion, "Aren't you supposed to spend time with her." Tyler giggles loudly, even though he has a spoonful of disgusting baby food in his mouth. I look at him with a confused expression. "Is there something I don't know going on? And you better brush your teeth before you kiss me when you're finished that jar."

"I have no clue what you're talking about," Tyler shrugs, but his eye twitches. Ah, the eye twitches. He is so lying to me.

"Your eye twitched."

"Oh, fuck it." Tyler moans, "Austin and Savannah have trouble in paradise."

"What? Why? How come nobody told me?" I put my hand on my hip and glare at my brother and my boyfriend for not telling me about this.

"Nobody told you because you're Nova and you're the biggest weirdo. You'd probably go all crazy matchmaker and try and get us back together. I am big enough to do this without help," Austin puffs his chest out. I roll my eyes at him, he's so stupid. I'm not matchmaker for no reason. "She saw me hanging out with Callie yesterday and now she thinks I like her. UGH GIRLS."

I raise my eyebrow. "You're like the male version of Emily, I swear to god. Look, please let me say something to Savannah, I swear to god I can fix this."

"Nope."

"Fine, I wont ever cook you dinner then," I smirk deviously at him. He would be helpless without me cooking dinner for him, because mums dishes are far from satisfactory. It's the thought that counts, but damn she does not have the cooking touch.

Austin growls. Tyler shovels another spoonful of baby food into his mouth.

"Whatever," Austin rolls his eyes, "She won't believe you. Why do girls keep thinking I'm a fuckboy? I'm innocent."

"Innocent? Mas mierda que sale de la boca de un culo vacas (More shit comes out of your mouth than a cows ass.)," Tyler bursts out laughing, baby food spraying all over my face.

"Seriously?" I deadpan, wiping the yellow-green goop off my face, "You are disgusting. And so are you," I glare at Austin who is still shovelling a burrito down his mouth. "Are you suggesting Austin is talking shit and that he is not innocent, I swear to god Tyler if you know things that Austin hasn't told me I will shank you."

"Nah babe, I would much rather you ride me," Tyler winks.

"I'm going to pretend I didn't just hear that," I jump off the bench and start walking up the stairs.

"Alright, I'm getting changed and as soon as I come down we are going to go out to meet Emily and Nate at the diner."

"Sir yes sir," Tyler salutes and throws his jar of baby food in the bin, thank god.

"And brush your teeth," I poke my tongue out at him before disappearing into my room.

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"What I'm saying is that you can't just watch Fast and the Furious 7 without watching all the other movies. That is just like eating a milkshake before its blended. You just don't do it," Emily glares at Clark who is staring at her with a bored expression.

"Oh, cry me a river Blondie," he rolls his eyes, "You get so violent over what you love, it scares the absolute shit out of me."

"Well, you're an idiot," Emily grumbles before hitting him with the menu board. Typical. Emily always has to end a fight with a hit over the head, its just protocol with her. I try not to take on my best friends ways, but sometimes I can't help it and we are just so similar it's scary.

"Can you believe that we are going to graduate next week?" Nate does a puppy dogface, "We'll all be going off to different colleges or work. I'm not ready for this kind of shit. High school is so easy, I don't wanna be a big boy."

"Me neither," my boyfriend blubbers, fake sobbing so loudly that the people in the booth next to us stare at him like he's a complete basket case. "I DON'T WANNA GROW UP."

We all burst out laughing, because not only had Tyler scared the shit out of the woman in the booth beside us but also the whole diner was staring at us like we were freaks. We didn't care though. All that matters is that we are having fun.

I honestly don't know how I would have survived the year without my best friends. They're like my rock. They were always there for me, even in my worst times and also at my best times. We've had our ups and we've had our downs, but what matters the most is that we are still all together and we can never forget the memories that we all share. "Hey Nova," Tyler whispers in my ear, breath tickling my neck.

"Hey Tyler," I smile back.

"Guess what?" He smirks, hand resting on my thigh.

"You ordered me nuggets, aww you're so sw—"

"I love you."

"eeeeeeeeeeeeet!" I pause for a second. Okay maybe it was like a minute. LOVE. "Wat?"

"Iluvya," he says quicker.

Tyler Bradford loves me. Tyler Bradford. As in, the boy I used to hate, the boy who was my arch nemesis. The boy that had been here for me all this year. The boy that put up with my nugget obsession, crazy brother, friends and weirdness.

It was at this moment that I realised, that I liked Tyler more than 'like', without actually saying it.

I love it when he smiles. I love it when he kisses me. I love it when he sweet talks. I love his personality.

I love him.

"I love you too," I giggle, kissing him on the lips.

"NO PDA YOU FILTHY DIRTY SHIT STAINS," Austin screams in my ear, jolting me away from Tyler to cover up my ear, which is currently ringing. "Well, now that that situation has been prevented, lets eat," he grins widely, grabbing his knife and fork and raising them up in the air in a battle position, "FOR THE GLORY!"

T H E E N D

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yes, this is the end of playing matchmaker. I JUST FINISHED MY FIRST EVER BOOK, I AM SO PROUD OF MYSELF. playing matchmaker is the first book I have finished.

I'm sorry if the ending wasn't how you wanted, how you expected it or anything like that, but I needed to finish it. If I didn't write something now, this book would never be finished.

Partly because I have started to dislike the concept and the book as a whole, but I decided to finish it for you all regardless.

What did you think about the confession bit?

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Thanks so much for reading this boook everyone. I never would have thought I could reach ONE MILLION READS. I never expected half of that. I am so damn happy, I think I have finally achieved something good :)

For the last time, peace out from the cheese queen, summer <3