Not fair

EMILY'S P.O.V

"Can you help?" Four stepped out off the bathroom his hands fumbling around his neck as he struggled to put his tie on for the past ten minutes. My eyes trailed over him as he wore a white shirt that made his muscles stand out and a pair of black trousers that matched the black tie and jacket that was currently on the back off his chair. Why did he have to look so perfect in a suit. I wished now that he was wearing a t shirt and shorts to his wedding as the suit reminded me and the tears I was trying to hold down that it was almost time.

Before he could notice me swallowing back the tears that were threatening to come out I rolled my eyes and made my way towards him as I lead him over to his seat for him to sit down so I could reach better.

I stood in front of him as i undone the mess he had created and began to do up a tie that I had learned from my days at primary and secondary school. It felt weird doing a tie now, I hadn't done one in so long.

"How do you know how to