My Promise, My Love (Book 3)

My Wedding

Recap from Last Book:
"Taylor I am in love with you so much. And you know that. I have been away a ton and it's gotten me thinking. Taylor Jennings, will you marry me?" Sam asked.

Six Years Later
"Well what do you think?" I said, spinning in a circle to show off the final product of my wedding gown.

"Oh my god, I think I'm tearing up. What happened to my best friend? I mean seven years ago, we were in high school, walking around with our backpacks and stuff. Now look at us!" Mallory said, walking in a circle. I laughed.

"Aww I do remember! It seems so long ago."

"It was so long ago." I looked at the mirror. The door pushed open behind us and Leigh came in.

"Sorry so late, I had to stay to look after Sabrina- Oh god." She cut off when she saw me.

"What?"

"You are a gorgeous bride. I'm so happy for you."

"I know Leigh, you tell me everyday." We laughed.

"I think this is a definite yes. It's nice, not to fancy, and it works perfect for whether you decided to have the wedding on the beach or inside." Mallory said.

"Mal's right. Do we know where we are holding it yet?"

"I think we decided indoors. Just in case the weather is acting up." They nodded.

"Let me change and we can go out to eat." I ushered them out and put my clothes back on. I took the wedding dress and veil and brought them out.

"Are you ready Taylor?" Little Mrs. Adams asked. I had become friends with her by being in the shop so much.

"Yes, I'm taking this one." She checked the price and rang up the numbers.

"Your total for today is $1,829" I handed her my card and she rung it up.

"Have a nice day, and please, send me some pictures."

"I will thank you." I took the bags and placed them in the limo waiting out front for me. Mallory and Leigh were already inside. My phone rang.

"Oh look, I wonder who it is." Mallory said.

"What?" I was confused.

"You always have that smile when he calls." Leigh giggled and I threw them a look. I answered and brought the phone to my ear.

"Hey babe." I said.

"How did shopping go?"

"Good, I actually have a dress!"

"Really? Awesome, do I get to see it?"

"Silly, it's bad luck to see me in my dress before the wedding."

"You know I don't believe in superstitions. Where are you going?"

"Mallory, Leigh and I are going to grab some lunch."

"Are the Jacks home? I should swing by." I glanced at the girls.

"Are the Jacks home?" I asked.

"Mine isn't. I think he went to see Johnson." Leigh said.

"Babe? Leigh said that Gilinksy went to see Johnson, so I would try Mallory's house."

"Ok, love you Taylor." I smiled.

"I love you too Will." I hung up the phone.

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Flashback
"Taylor I am in love with you so much. And you know that. I have been away a ton and it's gotten me thinking. Taylor Jennings, will you marry me?" Sam asked.

"Wait what?"

"Will you marry me?" Sam repeated.

"Sammy, I'm 18 years old. YOU'RE 18 years old. Are you sure you thought this through?"

"Of course. I get it we are young. I just want you to be mine." I touched his face.

"I am yours. And you are mine. That's not going to change. Why do you want me to marry you now?"

"Because I'm away a lot. I don't want what happened to Mallory and Jack happen go us. I can't let that happen."

"No."

"What?"

"No I will not marry you. Not now."

"Why not?"

"I'm in college! You have music and touring, we are so busy. I want a good life."

"What are you saying? You don't have a good life with me?"

"No Sam, that's not it, that's not what I meant."

"I get it Taylor. The choice was yours. And obviously, I'm not good enough. You're right, ever since we met junior year, I should have seen it. I physically made your life worse. Your parents left you, the shit with Ben, anorexia, coma, all the fan hate, Vanessa."

"Sammy stop." I was near tears.

"I'm sorry." And with that, he was gone.

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"Taylor?" Mallory said, shaking my knee.

"Yeah sorry."

"I asked if you had heard from him."

"Who?"

"You know who. Sam." I shifted uncomfortably in my seat.

"Nah, he doesn't...we don't talk much."

"He's back you know? In LA."

"Wait what? Why?"

"To visit the Jacks. And the rest." My heart rate quickened. Why is he really back?