Chapter 4: White Horse ☁️

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Disclaimer: Be Aware that this chapter has multiple flashbacks to the past, anything that is a flashback will be in italics. Please read the header, that will tell you when and where exactly that flashback took place❗️

Warnings: Angst, implied smut, most of this chapter is Chris's POV.

:From the chapter 3:

Bizzie and I exchanged a look, the best friend look, and we knew he wasn't coming.

"Okay. I will continue." The priest spoke.

My heart shattered, god I was horribly confused and this was not the time to tell Jon in front of his family and friends, holding hands with him at the alter, that maybe I-I didn't want to marry him.

Yes, I was an indecisive mess.

A couple minutes later, a familiar voice echoed the venue.

"WAIT! WAIT!"

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Chapter Four: White Horse
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Everyone whipped their heads to the front doors of the venue. I let go of Jon's hands to turn to look at Bizzie. She was smirking and wondering why it was taking him so long to arrive.

My mom had her face in her hands, shaking her head. My dad was also disappointed, because he had a dislike for him.

Jon's family was totally and utterly confused.

My first love walked down the aisle. Trying hard to catch his breath.

"Hold on, a sec I just ran like 7 blocks."

** 30 MINUTES AGO: Boston, 2012 **
*Chris's POV*

"No. Y/n. You - you said you weren't going to."

Y/n called me telling me she had changed her mind and that she wasn't going to break up with Dr. What's-his-face. I was so close to having her back and all of a sudden she regrets the passionate night we spent together.

"Well that's before I found out you had a girlfriend!"

Fuck. I totally forgot to tell her about Minka. Only because I was busy putting all my attention into the one girl that my heart beats for. I was focused on pleasuring her and cherishing the moment we had after so long that my "girlfriend" slipped my mind.

I liked Minka she's a great friend- nice girl, but I don't love her. I love Y/n, my real best friend since I was 17.

When Minka's agent and my agent decided that we should date for publicity I accepted, in order to help Minka and her career. Our relationship is fake, however. But Y/n doesn't understand that. I know her she freaks out over what she sees and not what she knows.

Which is why I need to speak with her before she changes her last name - and not to Evans.

I remained silent for a second.

"I don't love her. I love you."

"Stop. Stop it Chris. What was I thinking? That we'd make up and everything would be the same again? The same damn thing of me waiting for you to get home at 3am? Eating dinner alone?..."

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