A Thousand Years (Richard Speight Jr x Reader)

Part 4

“Bri come on, we’ve been at this forever!” you complain as you were dragged into another store.

“Y/n, don’t be dramatic dear we’ve barely ‘been at it’ as you say for an hour” Ruth smirked leading you to another rack of dresses.

“I just don’t see what was wrong with the first dress…”

“You never pick the first dress Y/n/n, here what about this?” Briana held up the most hideous dress you’d seen in a while and you snort with laughter.

“Yeah, that’s how I felt about that first dress” you throw your hands up in defeat and get back to looking through the hundreds of dresses around you.

After searching through what felt like every dress in the shop, something catches your eye. You pull it out and smiled. It was perfect, the right length, the right colour and most importantly you could imagine the look on Richard’s face when he saw you in it.

“Ladies!” you call out from the corner of the store.

Three heads pop up from various areas and slowly make their way towards you. You hold the dress against you to show them.

Briana’s face goes from shocked to a wicked smile

“You need to try that on” she quickly grabs a store clerk and asks if they had shoes to match the dress.

Luckily the woman reappeared with a perfectly matching pair of shoes and led you to the dressing rooms.

(A.N – I’ve purposely left the description of the dress and shoes vague, as ladies none of us are going to like the exact same style of dress and shoes. So fill it in with whatever you love xx)

Slipping into the little room you pulled the curtain shut behind you; you quickly shed your boots, jeans and top and slipped on the stunning dress shoes. The dress fitted you like a glove; it could not have looked any better if it had been designed specifically for you. It hugged your every curve perfectly and you couldn’t wait to see the look on Richard’s face.

“Are you coming out dear, or are we coming in?” Ruth joked making you giggle, before turning and stepping out of the dressing room.

“Oh my Chuck!” Briana giggled “You look amazing, damn Y/n Rich isn’t going to know what hit him”

“You really think so?” you ask shyly playing with your nails nervously

They all looked at you in shock. You hadn’t denied your feelings for the first time since Richard announce he was getting married all those years ago.

“Umm, do my ears deceive me? Our Y/n/n is admitting that she wants to impress Mr Speight Jr?” Kim teased but stopped when she saw the serious look on your face. You sighed deeply and dropped the mask you’d been wearing for far too long. You could feel a lump building in the back of your throat.

“Ok, yeah I want to impress him. I want him to look at me and see someone other than his friend. I want to remind him that I’m a fucking woman.” Your chest heaved as all the emotions you’d been holding back burst through the barrier you’d built.

“Y/n…” Briana mumbled sadly

“No, I don’t want pity or sadness sugar. I know how I feel about him, I…I love him. I’ve always loved him. From the second Jared introduced us on set.” You smiled at the memory.

“Everyone told me he felt the same, all the way up to the second he walked onto set with that….” You took a deep breath and bit back the insult on the tip of your tongue

“….with her. Everyone looked at me with such pity and sadness for months. All the way through the engagement and even through the god dammed wedding. I don’t want that now.” You sit down in one of the chairs in the waiting area. Ruth and Briana took up position either side of you and Kim sat on her knees before you.

“I want to believe that somewhere he does have some feeling for me, that I’m not imagining everything. Every touch, every hug and look. That I didn’t imagine that we almost…..” you shook your head not finishing your sentence

“That you almost what Y/n” Kim asked sweetly, squeezing you hand in comfort.

You shook your head, blinking quickly to try and disperse the building tears.

“Doesn’t matter, I just can’t afford to get my hopes up again. My heart can’t take it again.” Kim shot Briana a look as you move to stand.

“Anyway I better get this dress off before I ruin it before tomorrow” you laugh slipping back into your false persona that you used so well.

After you close the curtain Briana grabs her phone quickly finding Rob’s number

“I’ll call Rob” Kim and Ruth nod they needed to formulate a plan.

To Be Continued?