Forever My Girl| Request

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AN: I had a request for an imagine that follows the plot of the movie Forever My Girl, but I've never seen it, so I had to do some research to find out what it's about. This might not be accurate since I've made it more RE, but hopefully it follows the super basic plot and you find it cute nonetheless!

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I close my eyes and take a deep breath, trying to tame my nerves and excitement. Today's the day I've been dreaming of since I was a little girl; my wedding day. I've spent almost a year planning the perfect wedding for Leon and I, we've spent so much money and put so much effort into making it our dream, and now the day is here I feel like my life is finally taking a turn for the better. I smile at my bridesmaids, eager to finally leave this room and walk down the aisle to greet my fiancé, who'll soon be my husband. Leon's my perfect match, we've had the typical teenage romance which has blossomed into something great since we've grown up together, both of us now in our early twenties. 

The hushed whispers cause me to open my eyes. I expected a few minor bumps on today's plans, but nothing as dreadful as the looks on my best friends' face. I suck in a breath, mind going to worst case scenario, but even that's not as bas as what's actually happening. 

"What?" I whisper, feeling my heart jackhammer in my chest, tears spring to my eyes from the fear and confusion, all nothing compared to the heartbreak I'm feeling. "Tell it to me again." I ask my best friend, who crouches down in front of me, her lip wobbles in sympathy for me. 

"Leon's not coming. He's left town, heading to his new job, and he doesn't know when he'll be back." My best friend tells me again. It doesn't feel real, it's like my worst nightmare come to life. Why has Leon decided today of all days that he should go to his new job in Raccoon City? Why has he left me here all alone without telling me himself? A sob escapes me, and as soon as my friends pull me into a hug I lose it, letting my heart climb out of my throat as I cry and cry. 

Seven Years Later

It's a beautiful day for a funeral, and I'm glad one of my childhood friends is being laid to rest on such a sunny day. I grab my daughters hand, tugging her along behind me since we both left it too long to leave the house, and now we're running late. I rush up the steps, beelining around the horde of townspeople who've come to pay their respects. Our close knit town isn't as suffocating as I'd always imagined it would be, our community is kind and caring, and I'm glad for it. 

My daughter follows me closely, until a man steps in the way of the doors. I sigh, feeling already overwhelmed. "Excuse me, could you-" I begin, until the man turns around to face me. My words tumble away when I get a glimpse of the man who broke my heart. I swallow, feeling everything at once. Heartbreak. Depression. Anger. Numbness. I squeeze my daughters hand and continue walking past Leon, who's staring at me as if he's seen a miracle. I don't bother mumbling anything to him, he doesn't deserve my attention. I find our seats and usher my daughter to sit as the funeral begins, but I can't concentrate on the events in front of me, because all I can feel is Leon's stare at my back. I swallow, hating the way I so desperately want to turn around and look at him too. The tiny glimpse of him from earlier showed me that he's changed, at least physically. His body is much more defined, as if he works out a lot more, and his blonde hair has darkened a little. He's still as handsome as ever, which is a bad, bad thing. I sigh, blinking away tears that should be for one of my childhood friends but instead are for the lingering feelings for Leon. 

The next day I'm at work, a small flower shop nestled in the main street of town. It's something I never imagined myself doing, but after Leon left me I needed something new to do, so I got a job here, and I've loved it ever since. I finish ringing up the order for an elderly man when Leon walks in, his eyes slowly soaking in the place before they land on me. My nerves are rattled but I don't let them show, instead I smile at the man, pass him his tulips, and turn my back to Leon. I hear Leon's sigh, then he rings the bell on the counter, pestering me for attention. I swivel on him, eyes giving him every ounce of malice I have, but truth be told there isn't a bucket load of it. I purse my lips, crossing my arms over my chest, but decide to finally speak to him. 

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