Mim's POV
"I think you're wearing my dress."
Bella, Beth and I snapped our heads around to see a tall, slender woman with long, black hair cascading down her back. She had a small beauty spot next to her lip and a grey pant suit that complemented her thighs.
"Excuse me?" I spoke, strutting over to the woman.
"I. Think. You. Are. Wearing. My. Dress." the woman said slowly.
"If this was your dress, per say, then it would be in the reserved section." I said gesturing to the racks where several dresses were waiting.
"I won't have a little toad talking to me in that manner." she said through her two oversized teeth.
"I'm sorry." I frowned.
"Hmm?"
"I'm sorry for the person who has to get married to an uptight bitch that is you." I smirked.
The woman pursed her lips. "Says she." She replied playing with her nails.
I was about to lunge onto the shedevil when I felt Bella and Beth grab my arms. I struggled against them as I tried to claw at that bitch.
Bella's POV
"Mim..Mim!" Beth said loudly.
"Uaaah." I said, letting Beth take Mim to the leather chaise, before giving her a bottle of water. "Can we talk?"
I walked into the lobby, the woman with the mole on her lip clicking her heels behind me.
"Listen, I know that it's cheesy, but she's been looking for that dress since she got engaged to. I mean, it's a pretty big deal for her. Like, it is probably a pretty big deal for you as well, but-"
"Fine." the woman said.
"-Wait, what?" I gaped.
And with that, she walked out of the door.
Beth's POV
Mim had gotten her wedding dress and we had bought three bridesmaids dresses that were knee-length, purple and had a diamond sash around the waist. She had told us that she was basing her new theme off of her engagement ring; one that looked as if it could break her small finger.
Bella, Mim and I had spent the rest of the day at a high-ranking catering place trying out appetizers, dinners and desserts for the reception.
The chef, Pablo, had set before us a soup dish with floating leaves.
"Hmmm..." Mim started, picking up her spoon. Bella and I followed her lead and scooped up a spoon of the red liquid.
"That's brilliant." Mim nodded, writing it down on a piece of lined paper. "Does it have, um, what is it? Oh! Chillies in it?"
"Ci." Pablo nodded.
"What do you think, Beth?" Mim asked, looking up at me.
"Fabulous." I smiled, wiping my hands on a paper towel.
"What about you, Bella?" Mim started as we turned to where she was standing.
And that's when we found her with a swelling face, thriving on the tiled floor.
Bella's POV
"Thanks, guys." I smiled weakly as I pulled the blanket up to my chin.
"That's okay, Bells." Beth frowned.
"I'm sorry for ruining your day, Mim." I mumbled.
"No, it's fine, Bella." She laughed. "It wasn't your fault."
Mim and Beth said goodbye and left the apartment; they needed to look for matching groomsmen ties before the stores closed.
I sighed and sat up, reaching for my container of medication that the hospital administered me. Apparently, my chilli allergy had nearly choked me to death and if the hospital hadn't been one block away, then I probably wouldn't have survived.
I took two pills and my glass of water, having trouble swallowing them and ended up getting water up my nose.
I set the glass back down and turned on the TV on the wall. I flicked channels until I found a romantic comedy that I hadn't even heard of before.
I lay back down and snuggled under the sheets, my eyes getting heavy. I couldn't be bothered to turn off the movie so I let it play, being background music for my sleep. I shut my eyes and sighed. The last thing I heard was a beep of a horn and the sound of a lock clicking.
Harry's POV
I opened the apartment door and closed it behind me, pulling my keys out of the lock. I wheeled my suitcase to the empty wall and put my keys onto the kitchen bench. I saw that Bella's door was closed and I took a deep breath, cracking my knuckles. I walked closer to the door and furrowed my eyebrows when I heard something strange. I heard moaning. You know the moaning; it sounded exactly like Bella.
I couldn't believe it.
How could she do this to me?
I didn't think that she could stoop so low.
But I knew what I had to do. I took a deep breath and prepared myself for heartbreak.
I reached for the doorknob and creaked the door open.
A/N
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