The Letters That Saved Her Life (sequel to Dear Niall {A Niall Horan Fanfic})

January 6, 2017

January 6, 2017

Jackie's POV

I made sure to set an alarm so I wouldn't be late to Jacob's wedding. I went shopping the other day and picked out something to wear. I don't usually wear dresses, but I don't want a repeat of dinner.

I take Raph for a quick walk before I take a shower. After my shower I curl my hair, and apply some makeup. Niall would be mad if he knew I'm wearing makeup. Even if it's for fancy things such as weddings, he doesn't like it. He says it makes me feel worst about myself and he doesn't like it when I'm like that. I go into our closet and take my dress that I got the other day out. I zip up the navy blue fabric. It's a short blue sleeveless dress so you can see all my tattoos on my arms, the rose on my leg, and the bottom of the ones on my thighs. I put on my ring I got from my mom awhile ago, and Niall's ring he gave me. I slip off my dog tags, but keep on the cross Harry gave me. It's a little weird, I know, but I slip on my knee brace. The last time I didn't wear it I was in so much pain.

Jacob said it's going to be inside, and I'm pretty sure it's going to be warm, so I'm not worried about it being cold. I take a black zip up sweatshirt just in case. I might just leave it in the car though. I slip on some black combat boots. I can't be completely dressy. Anyway, I can't walk around in heels all day. I'v done it before, but I'm not doing it tonight. I search through the few bracelets Niall owns, I find a few to wear. I think it's funny how I'm always stealing his stuff to wear, and how it's become so normal for me. I don't think he minds though.

I grab my phone, a small clutch bag, and I slip the jacket on. Before I leave the house I remember to take my antidepressants. Once I pull out of the driveway, I start my half hour journey there.

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Before actually going inside I check my makeup and hair. Grabbing my clutch and phone I head inside the church. There aren't many people here, so I set my things down on the second seat in the front row on the right side, as my family members will be on that side. Someone's purse, and thin jacket are on the seat next to mine. I'll find out who's it is later. My phone starts to vibrate in my hand, reminding me I need to turn it of before they start. I answer it, and start to walk out of the sanctuary.

"Hello?" I ask and pass some people I know. I'm not able to talk to them though so I wave and point to my phone.

"Hey, how are you?" His accent rushes into my ear bringing an instant smile to my face.

"I'm good, just at the church."

"What church?"

"The one that my brother is getting married in?"

"Oh I forgot that was today. I didn't interrupt did I?"

"No, I just got here and it doesn't start for another twenty or so minutes anyway. I haven't even seen my brother yet. He told me yesterday to come find him when I get here."

"He's probably in one of the rooms getting ready." I walk down a corridor full of doors. Maybe close to ten on each side.

"That's the problem. There are tons of rooms here."

"Well if it helps, you look beautiful."

"How do you know that?"

"Paparazzi. They took a few of you in the car, then some of you walking into the church. Is that my jacket?"

"Maybe."

"It's fine if it is, I don't want you to be cold in that short dress."

"It's not that short." I say trailing off at the end.