Love Is My Drug {On Hold}

White Roses (Oli Imagine)

Your POV

(y/n) - your name

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"Oh My God!!!!" Sandra squeaks, "I can't believe I'm gonna be married!!!"

Silly, I think to myself. Matt, Sandra's boyfriend asked her out and she literally bursted into flower petals. Tomorrow, it's her wedding day and she's freaking out big time. Like, big time.

"Okay, just stop freaking out, San." I laugh a little, "Or Matt's gonna get scared of you."

"Aw, my Matty is such a cutie pie. I love him more than anything." She goes on squeaking. I sigh giving in and smile at her.

We're in a shop, buying dresses for her and myself. I know. We'd get the dress earlier but a man spit coffee on it, 'accidentally'. So, we're gonna have to buy one again. This time, I'm buying a dress which I'm gonna wear for Sandra's wedding.

"This is an ass dress. How do you even like it?" I say as I scan her wedding dress. It's huge and fluffy, and also, it looks pretty uncomfortable.

"Shut up, (y/n). It's so pretty." She grins.

I ignore her and scan through short white dresses. Many are arranged in rows. Among them, I pick one. I think it's the prettiest one. It is stripeless, glittering and also soft and clingy.

"I guess I'll take this." I smile at the woman who is guiding me.

"Good choice, ma'am. It's the newest design of her summer collection." She beams at me.

After we get the dresses, Sandra goes back to her house and I head back to mine. I've been with her, planning and stuff. I wonder how many minutes, I slept. I'm sleepy as fuck. I really wanna pass out right now but I'm hungry, too.

So, I decide to order a pizza for dinner.

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At night, after dinner, I don't directly go to sleep. I open my laptop and check my email. 5 unread emails.

I flip through them. They're the same job offerings and all. But I'm better off a graphic designer. Meanwhile, I get a text.

Jordon: Hey, (y/n), you up? ;)
Me: As fuck *-*
Jordon: Ready for the wedding, tom.? Δ•_•Δ
Me: Try not to be a sucker, Jord. I am xD
Jordon: Hehe, old habits die hard ;P btw, Oli's pretty excited for the wedding. You guys gon' make out or something? xP
Me: Shut yo ass up, punk :v we ain't dating...
Jordon: Baddie *-* but I ain't getz none of dem bitchez, doe ><
Me: They ain't on sale, yo bulldozer cx
Jordon: Baddie ...:..:...
Me: ik ik :>