Amanda
I WAS RELEASED FROM the hospital a few days after my reconstruction and it was now the day of the first semi-final for Britain's got Talent. I couldn't figure out what I could wear because a lot of what I had figured I could wear showed off parts of the scars on my breasts. I wasn't going to wear the bandage around my chest so it wouldn't appear lumpy underneath whatever dress I chose.
I couldn't bear too much cleavage because of the scars and I didn't want to show off too little cleavage at the same time. That created a dilemma to what I could wear. I could wear the purple dress that showed off some cleavage and had cut outs along my sides that showed off skin and was tight fitting or I could wear the olive colour dress that I had worn on my first date with Alesha since the mastomecty had happened to me.
The olive color dress had a lace front and it was all silk fabric that fell to my knees. It was a beautiful dress but I had already worn it with Alesha and I didn't want to wear it quite yet with the reconstruction still extremely fresh.
I slipped into the purple dress and saw that it sagged a little where it shouldn't have been sagging at all. I had gotten the dress custom made for me but the last time I had tried it on, I had the breasts and nipples I had been born with. I would have to stuff the built in bra of the strapless dress so it would stay up on me and wouldn't fall down at all while I sat at the BGT desk.
I quickly stuffed the bra of the dress and sat down so my makeup team could do my makeup for me.
《h.d.》
I watched Alesha laugh wildly as a comedian preformed his comedy act. I loved it whenever Alesha laughed because of how her laugh sounded. She hated how it sounded but I loved it and I hated my laugh because of how it sounded like a cackle while Alesha loved it. If one of us was laughing hard, the other would always follow with laughing at the other person's laugh.
Most of the time it would be me laughing and I would let out a cackle so Alesha would start laughing and do her cute, funny laugh which would only make me laugh harder and her laugh harder as well.
The comedian was funny but his jokes were all ones that I had heard in my twelve years of doing Britain's got Talent. I liked him but he just wasn't a winner for me. He was one of the acts who Simon, David, Alesha, and I had all been divided over and we decided to put him through on the off chance he would be extremely funny.
David was laughing at the jokes the act was making and I began to chuckle. The jokes were cheesy but they were good even though I had heard them before. He put new spins onto them and then added acting into his comedy act.
《h.d.》
The rest of the first live semi-final passed quickly by and so did Britain's got More Talent. I went into my dressing room and took off my dress, putting it back onto the empty hanger on my dress rack.
I was tired from just doing one live show and I couldn't wait to just ride home with Alesha and cuddle in bed with her. I hadn't felt this tired after doing a live show since Hollie had been born six years ago.
I put the bandage back over the scars on my breasts because of how fresh they had been from reconstruction. I was only allowed to take off the bandage when I was showering and change into a softer one for sleeping, but my doctor had said that it would be fine if I didn't have the bandage on for a couple of hours each night during the live shows of BGT.
The scars across my breasts were still pink from reconstruction and the material of the built in bra of my dress rubbing up against them.
I put on my spare shirt and my shorts, and slipped on my trainers before going out of my dressing room with my phone in my hand.
"Ready to head home, babe?" Alesha asked me as I closed the door to my dressing room.
I yawned and replied, "yes. I'm getting ready for bed as soon as we get home."
"Can we cuddle tonight?" Alesha asked, wrapping her arms around my waist. "I need my cuddling. We missed so much of it while you were in the hospital."
"I know we did. And yes, we can cuddle tonight. You don't ever need to ask me because I'm always going to say yes," I answered. I took Alesha's arms off of me and she took her hand in mine.
"We haven't done much hand holding at all since we started dating," Alesha noted as we walked to her car after we quickly said good bye to David and Simon on our way out of the studio.
"Because we jumped right into snogging each other," I said. "It still is nice though to be holding hands."
We got into the car and Alesha replied, turning the car on, "I think your tiredness is starting to affect me."
"How?" I replied as Alesha yawned widely.
"You're making me yawn!" Alesha responded as she started to drive out of the studio parking lot.
"I'm making the night owl tired?" I asked, stifling my own yawn as I curled up in the passenger seat of Alesha's car.
"Yes and I'm not that bad of a night owl, Mandy," Alesha retorted. "Go to sleep, babe. I'll make sure that we get home in one piece and I'll wake you up when we do."
"Alright," I replied as I felt my eyes beginning to close and I fell asleep as Alesha drove home.
《a.a.》
Hey guys! Sorry about not posting a chapter yesterday. I was way too busy that I forgot to until I had gone to bed and my phone was downstairs so I'm publishing a new chapter today. This chapter was so cute!
I love writing Amanda and Alesha in a relationship because they're so cute. What do you think is going to happen next and what did you love about this chapter? Bye until the next chapter!
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FanfictionAmanda Holden had a mammogram and the doctor found a lump in her breast tissue. When a man comes on the BGT stage in London and sings I'm Gonna Love You Through It by Martina McBride, Amanda runs off after the audition finishes. Alesha Dixon, the wo...