A couple months have passed. There's been many skype calls, many I love you's, many I miss you's, many texts, and many calls. Yes, I miss the guys so much and I can't wait to see them during their show here but, at this point, I need to focus on my mom's wedding. Damn it, I don't want to be there and I certainly don't want to be Tasha's step sister.
Today is the wedding, I'm not one of the brides maids so, I'm not super fancy dress today. I'm wearing a strapless high low dress with a sweet heart neck line that is white and the skirt is green. So, its more of a casual dress than it is fancy.
Since the boys are on tour, Ashley agreed to go to the wedding with me. No, we're not going to dance with each other. We are on each other's wedding day though. Something we promised each other a while ago.
"Ready to go?" she asks me. I nod. I'm nervous. I know I shouldn't be the one who's nervous, but I am. Nervous about the most outrageous things. Nervous if someone will cause drama. Nervous if something bad were to happen. Gosh, now I sound like I'm the bride.
We arrive to the wedding. The setting is in one of the gardens that's in the park that Luke and I used to go to. Which means flowers everywhere. I have a feeling my mom picked this out. Wouldn't surprise me really. We take seats in the third row to the left. Trying to keep our distance from Tasha and Brandon as much as possible. Hopefully I won't have to knock some sense into either of them.
My mom appears a half an hour after we sit down. She looks absolutely beautiful in her dress. Her hair looks stunning as well.. Her dress has a lace top with sleeves, and a silk skirt. A very beautiful dress I would say so myself. Her hair is up in a tight, but low bun.
*At the reception*
After the ceremony we all met up under a conopy that's clear across the park. First was the first dance as newlyweds. I've never seen my mother this happy in so long. He makes her smile. He makes her laugh. He makes her happy.
"Hey, I'll be right back. I'm going for a walk." I explain to Ashley. I walk out of the canopy and over to a bridge that connects across a small stream. Walking behind me is that asshole, Brandon. "What the hell do you want?" I calmly say to him.
"I just wanted snatch a little something from you that I think I should've snatched a while ago." he says biting his lip.
"If you're talking about my virginity, its already gone."
"Who the hell fucked you?"
"Does it matter? Now leave me alone." I acknowledge.
"I just wanted to say, after Tasha's and my kid is born I'm stealing you from Luke. Where is that Aussie dummy anyways?"
"Two things. One Luke is on tour with his band. Two, your kid. What the hell Brandon?"
"Yeah, I can't believe it either. Now pay me up with something. If you know what I mean." he says getting to close to me. I then smack him clear across the face.
"No, you go to Tasha and care for her. She needs you for the next year of her life. Besides you love her don't you? So, go to her your baby. Be glad you have a family at such a young age." I say as he walks away rubbing his jaw. Damn that idiot. Can he not get a straight clue I am more than happy with who I'm with. Damn.
I walk back over to Ashley. She sits with a bored look on her face. "You alright?" she asks me.
"Yeah, just fucking Brandon being the dumbass he is."
"You want to leave? There's only like fifteen minutes of left." she asks me as I nod. Anyway to get out of this shit hole. After we left, my phone rings. "Hello?" its Luke.
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The Angel to my Scars
FanfictionClaire (age: 17) thinks her boyfriend Brandon is her everything. But then she finds some interesting news she wished was never true. Then she starts dating her best friend. He becomes famous and they both tackle a famous strong relationship with so...