Daddy simpson

Chapter twenty nine

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It's been a week and a half since that night in Leeds and I have still not been in contact with brad, he has tried ringing a few times but I've either not had time to answer or not felt strong enough to.

He hasn't tried to ring me in a while, so hopefully he has just given up.

I spoke to Hannah for the first time since Leeds yesterday, it was the longest I hadn't spoke to her and it killed me inside, but I knew it's what I needed because as selfish as it sounded I couldn't listen to the perfect story's she'd tell me about her and Conor and how he'd treat her like the princess she is.

I don't know what I was worried about because she was amazing about the situation except when she told me that brad had been worse than usual attitude wise and has been distant from everyone, which shouldn't but does make me feel awful.

We talked about other things as-well like what she was wearing for my cousins wedding which is today and also what Conor was wearing. Honestly if you had asked me a month ago if there was any chance that Conor ball and Hannah Irwin would be coming to my cousins wedding which was in three weeks I would of told you you're mad but here we are.

"Come on love, we have to set off in a second we can't be late for the reception" my mum calls in to my room, I rubbed my eyes in the hopes she'd think I'd been sleeping when In reality I'd been up since four thinking about the last few weeks.

I rolled out of bed put my favourite hoodie and jeans on and traipsed down stairs, my mum looked at me with a sorry expression.

Even after all this time I miss him. Honestly I don't know why but I do there was something about him that no other guy had.

"Go and get in the car, I'll bring you a crêpe and a bottle of water out when I'm done tidying up"

I gave her a small nod and headed out to the car.

*ding*

Brad: I'm disgusting, I know. I shouldn't be texting you but you don't understand how I feel about you. Call me please.

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I'm not texting back, not today. He's not ruining this day for me I've never been a bridesmaid let alone a chief one so he will have to wait.

Brad: don't make me hunt you down angel, please just call me and I'll leave alone I just need to see you. Please.

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I shake my head and mentally try not to text him back or even think about him but it's all to much.

My mum opens my side of the car door which causes me to jump out of my skin, "it's only me hun, wow who knew a crêpe could be so scary" she giggled handing it to me.

"Sorry" I laughed "I'm just nervous" I lied. My mum gave me a small smile and placed her hand on my leg, "you'll smash it".

And with that we set off, it wasn't a long journey, maybe around twenty minutes away. she was getting married in a small local church in the Manchester area.

It was the church we grew up playing around in, as weird as it sounds we both hard are first kiss down near the gardens of the church, and now here she is getting married.

In no time at all we reached the hotel which was around a five minute drive away from where she would be getting married in an hours time.

We rushed in where we were greeted with my cousin. She gave me a huge hug before dragging me over to a makeup chair.

"This is Gemma, she's going to be doing your hair and makeup for the next thirty minutes" she said before darting off to the other side of the room sitting a similar makeup chair.

Gemma didn't talk much, she was quite young, maybe even younger than me so I could understand her being a bit shy.

*ding*

Hannah: listen liv before I tell you this I am so sorry so please please please PLEASE don't be angry.

I mentally screamed, if she was late or had slept in or something my cousin would be devastated, as Hannah was practically my sister it meant that she was practically Ruby's cousin too.

Me: if your going to be late to Ruby's wedding I swear I don't want to know

Hannah: erm no nothing like that

Me: then what Hannah?

Hannah: wellllllll, I kind of told brad where I was going and he's kind of making me take him because I have a plus one.

Me: you must be fucking joking Hannah. Tell him to fuck off and I thought you were bringing Conor?!

Hannah: I was until he felt really ill and said he couldn't come and now the only way I can get there is if Brad drives.

Me: I don't care what you have to do, if I see him in that church we are never speaking again.

And with that I turned my phone off.

He's such a manipulative little weasel I can't fucking stand him and I'm guessing the makeup artist can tell because I'm pretty much bawling.

For what felt like forever the makeup was finally done, it was quite a soft makeup look with a nude lip and a fall type of eye look that complemented my blue eyes quite well.

Now all I had to do was get in to my dress which was a Crimson Sophia tolly custom dress, it was simple looking but crafted to make the body look beautiful.

As I was getting the dress on the nerves were starting to set in. What if I fell? What if brad was there and saw me fall? Being the only bridesmaid everyone will be watching me, oh god why did I agree to this.

Before I could back out the dress was laced up and I was out the door, walking through the hotel to the car was so strange it felt like all eyes were on me which I usually hate but all I was trying to keep my mind on was not tripping up.

I could see a beautiful white vail from the steps of the hotel and knew it could only be one girl, I hopped in a have her a huge hug.

"You look amazing" I bawled.

"Stop it, your going to make me cry" we both giggled. I could tell she was nervous because she was shaking like crazy.

As we pulled up outside of the church there were lots of black cars and random men pacing up and down the street of the church.

You have to be joking me.

"Amelia who the hell are they?" My cousin asked.

"Erm you see, I think there here for brad" I said nervously hoping she wouldn't be angry.

She nodded "I see" she laughed "well they better not get my bad side" she said getting out of the car.

I joined her and the men with cameras swarmed shouting and waving just to get us to look but we just carried on walking toward the church.

"This is it!" I shouted trying to be louder than the paps who were still screaming at us.

The music started and the doors opened and just as I thought there he was on the second row sat in between my mum and Hannah smirking. oh boy do I hate him