Our Story/TBS imagine

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I let out a long and hard sigh.
I was sat in a beautiful venue. With beautiful food and drinks.
Its my sisters wedding.
They had been dating for 6 months when he asked for her hand in marriage and my sister being my sister jumped with excitement screaming 'yes!'
That was on New Years Eve, in front of everyone. It gave him an excuse to leave with his new fiancée.
The only problem was; I hate him.
I hate every bit about him.
And he hates me.
We argue so much when my sister isn't around.
"YOU'RE NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR HER!" I would scream.
"OH SHUT UP! YOU'RE JUST A STUPID LITTLE GIRL! YOU DONT UNDERSTAND THAT ITS TRUE LOVE!" He would reply.
"IM TWO YEARS YOUNGER THAN HER! I WOULDNT MARRY A JERK LIKE YOU!" And that's usually how it starts.
My parents also hate him.
But them being them didn't say anything to my sister about how she was making a big mistake and how this marriage won't last more than a year.
It's all stupid.
"Smile." My mum whispered.
"What's there to smile about?" I replied.
"She's happy! That will be you soon!"
"Are you kidding? I've had like 4 boyfriends mum! No one is interested in me!"
"Y/N-"
"No mum, it's the truth!" I got up and walked to the bathroom.
It was the truth.
No boy was interested in girls like me.
Im sweet, caring, kind, pretty! But i like to read books, i get over into them and talk about them for hours! I obsess over films and actors!
There's nothing wrong with that though, is there?
It's me. It's who I am. And no one can change that.
But i have spent many hours wondering about boyfriends and whether i will have one.
And i knew My mum wanted to have grandchildren 'not for a bit' She would say. 'Get married in your late 20's early 30's. Plenty of time to have children.'
But she wants me to have a boyfriend and that was the truth.
Secretly, though, i do want a boyfriend. Boys flirt with me all the time!But never go any further. I just want a cute relationship that all my friends keep having.

I'm now 23.
Graduated from hell of high school.
Went to study preforming arts in uni.
I loved it, but then my mum wanted to move to America.
I told her i didn't want to go!
I begged her!
But she told me that we must stay together!
So i was dragged down to America.

I cupped my hands under running water and splashed it in my face, smudging my make up.
I went into my makeup bag and lifted out my mascara and eye liner and began to re-apply it.

"Oh Y/N." Your cousin walked it.
"Oh what?" I replied.
"You hate him don't you?"
"Is it that obvious?"
"We all hate him."
"Then why did she marry him!"
"Y/N" she looked at me "If I knew that then I would know a lot of things." She started to put some red lipstick on her lips.
We were both the same age.
We got a long like best friends than cousins.
"Maybe one day we will find out."
"Yes. Well-" her voice slided like a young child trying to the hide what it had done wrong
"What?" I copied her.
"Don't tell anyone." She walked over to me. "But me and Jake are engaged!" She wiggled her hand in front of me. It showed a beautiful, shiny diamond ring.
"Really! Since when?" I tried to hide the fact that i was jealous.
"Yesterday! And I want you to be my bridesmaid!" She smiled!
"Aw! Congrats H/N!" You hugged her. Grabbed your bag and began to leave. "You two will be very happy together." You turned around and smiled at her.
"Thanks cous'!"

I stood leaning against the wall feeling more lonely than usual.
Still single When everyone else is getting engaged and married and all that stupid stuff.

I watched my sister leaning over her new husband in the slow dance.
And let out another sigh.
"I think its stupid aswell." I hadn't realised but a boy was standing right next to me. "It's all cheesy."
I looked at him.
"Im Thomas." He let out his hand to be shaken.
I shook it back. "Y/N."