Ivy milkovich

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Ivys plan was to just get the wedding planning over and done with and then tell Ian and Mickey she had to go back to England for a bit , It's not like it was a huge deal but she hated leaving him and it was right after his wedding too , she wasn't so bothered about mickey .

Well until now where she was standing in the chair shop with Ian and Mickey.

"So what do you think?" Ian forced a smile as he looked at the chairs he mistakenly picked

"I think they are nice" Ivy tried to make things better but mick just glared at them

"What are these?" Mickey asked with an angry tone

"They're the chairs you wanted."

"Was I not clear? Where the fuck! Are the chiavari chairs?"

"These are the chiavaris." The store helper added

"You shut the fuck up!" Mickey yelled before pointing at both Ian and Ivy "you guys ... I could not have been more specific .  I asked you to find me a caterer who had the gold chiavaris with the white cushions. You had one job!"

"Uh , that was my fault , I thought we had those , but I was mistaken." The store helping apologised

"But I think that any of these could work out." Ian stuttered

"God damn it why does everything have to suck! This is my fucking wedding day! For one day. For one day" he then picked up the black chiavari chair "can I have the gold..." he smashed it into the ground "chiavaris! With the white cushions?!"

Ivy , Ian and the store helper shared an awkward look before the helper spoke up

"I mean I can call around—,"

"I thought I told you to shut the fuck up!" Mickey pointed the chair leg at the man who was clearly terrified

"Mick-," Ivy then got interrupted by Mickey once again yelling.

"Are you retarded? Huh brooks? Answer me!"

"Uh yes."

"Yes you're retarded!"

"I'm retarded."

"Which is why we had the fucking mix up!" He quite literally spat in the man's face "I'm sorry. This is my fault . I put too much on your plates."

After Mickey stormed out, the two apologised to the man before catching up to him

"Mickey that was overdramatic"

"Ivy shut the hell up."

"I'm just saying."

"I'm bringing Sandy to help us , you two are absolutely useless!"

"Of course we are." Ian mumbled

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"Hello again Sandy." Ivy greeted her as they all sat at the table "you have been brought in because we are apparently too dumb."

"You kinda are though." Mickey sighed

"Just sit down mick and say your shit."

"Okay so I'm bringing Sandy in to deal with the invitations and a few other details moving forward ."

"Wait what why?" Ian stupidly asked

"Cause too many things are slipping through the cracks , Gallagher. The chairs were a fucking shit show. Also I have my bestman sorted , Ivy . Have you got your best man yet?"

"Not yet , no."

"You sure you still wanna go through with this?" Sandy snorted

"Yes . Why?" Mickey rolled his eyes

"Terrys back at the house making hollow tip bullets. Calls em pansy poppers."

"Fuck him." Ivy muttered

"You ask Debbie if franny can be the flower girl?"

"Yeah I sent her a text."

"Thank you , being useful finally."

"Watch your mouth mate I will unsend it!" Ivy threw herself back in her chair

"This is still about terry right? You don't give a shit about weddings." Ian guessed

"Ian , where the fuck is your ring?" Mickey pushed past his question

He looked at his hand noticing it was gone "I ... must have... left it next to the sink." He then got up and went to go get it

"I cant even." Mickey through his pen down

"I can see why you called." Sandy replied

"Stressing me out man , the pair of them just as bad as each other." He exhaled

"Offended."

"Good."

"I need a drink , can we go to the alibi all this is too much for me."

"Read my mind ivy." Ian said as he came back downstairs

"Sandy you coming?"

"Nope I'll see you guys later on."

"Bye."

When walking out the back door they bumped into Alicia , she told the boys to jog on as she wanted to speak to ivy

"You tell him yet?"

"Alicia it's not a big deal , it's a little trip."

"Okay so you haven't told him?"

"No... I haven't told him yet but I will."

"When?"

"Maybe right before the wedding?"

"What and put the mood down? Yeah good one sis."

"I don't know leash . Let me just help the boys plan the wedding so that's out the way , maybe the day before the wedding then?"

"Why don't you just tell him after the wedding?"

"But how? Wont it be like awkward."

"Everything's awkward to you now I'm going inside cause I'm cold . Cya."

"Bye."

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"How do we decide who gets to walk down the aisle?"

"Depends on who's the bride and who's the groom? Either way ian we need a videographer, cause I need to tape terry to a chair and make him watch the shit over and over again."

"Why can't we both be grooms?"

"I don't know."

"Cant we just be Ian and Mickey?"

"Look , I don't — god damn it, you and ivy I don't know."

It's not like ivy had said anything but they were all interrupted by a man with a guitar coming over to their table .

"Can I help you?" Ivy asked

"She said we gotta hold on to what we got it doesn't make a difference if we make it or not." The man sung

"How the fuck did you know that?" Mickey cocked his brow

"Little bird told me." He looked at ian

"We got each other and that's a lot for love we will give it a shot!"

"You're a sneaky bastard." He whispered to ian , they both grinned at each other as the man continued to sing

Ivy sneakily whipped out her phone a few minutes ago and was filming that entire thing

"Ivy! What the hell put that down!" Mickey smacked her phone when he noticed

"You were totally blushing."

"You prick!"

(I have a tiktok acc that's mainly based on edits for this book it's called iangqllagher)