Rejected By My Mate And Family [Completed]

24 years old (E)

Nicky has been dragging me through the mall for the last 2 hours.

We went shop to shop looking for the 'perfect' dress. I mean I already got 10 bags with me all full of dresses I don't need more.

"Nicky!" I yell as she goes into another shop.

I follow her in as soon as I'm inside she pushes me into a changing room with a dark blue dress.

I put it on and it hugs my body nicely.

It has a sweetheart neckline, it has bling lines below the chest area

From there it flows down, the front is mid-thigh and the back gets below my knees a bit.

"Nicky this is..." i say she comes in and stops staring at me.

"This is perfect! Now we gotta get  you home then do your hair and make up" she says jumping up and down.

"Why do we have to do all that?" I ask. Another 2 hours.

"Oh shit we late!" She says.

I get out of the dress and change out of my clothes. We pay for the dress and leave.

*****

I'm now at Nicky's house. Why? I don't know.

She plaited my hair back into two with some small roses here and there.

I get into the dress with black heels.

She does my make up. Light just a little mascara, smokey eyes and a bit of blush.

"Are you going to tell me why I'm dressed up?" I ask as I grab a matching purse.

20 minutes later she parks into an unfamiliar driveway.

"Nicky. Are you going to kill me on my birthday all dressed up?" I ask as we get out.

She chuckles then looks at me dead serious.

My breath hitches then she laughs.

She unlocks the house and it seems empty and dark.

I look to my right and Nicky isn't there anymore.

"Happy birthday Novio" a husky voice says behind me.

My body stiffens and tears brim my eyes.

"Happy birthday!" The lights go on and everyone is there.

My mom and dad, Nicky and the guys. Family and friends from back home and Justin.

Turning around I see Luca there with a single rose, dressed in a Jean and dress shirt.

My purse falls, and I gasp.

A tear falls down my cheek and I jump into his arms.

He hugs me back and places me down.

"How is it possible, I was there with you earlier. The doctor said there isn't no process made. You were asleep or I thought you were. How?!" I ask jumping back into his arms.