I stood infront of the mirror and adjusted my jacket along with the bow tie that had been tightly adjusted around my neck. Today was the day where there would be no turning back. I was marrying Liz.

"You ready, mate?" I looked up at my reflection to see Louis behind me.

"I think so.." I couldn't help but feel fucking nervous as hell. I tried to smile. But today was it. I didn't have another chance after this. It was me and Liz forever. 

"You're sure you want this? You can always stop it." I glared cautiously at my best man. He had always hoped that some how I'd go back to Ali. That she'd see me somewhere and we'd happily get back together and everything would be like it was three years ago.. But it couldn't be that way. It wasn't fair to me, or her. We were moving on. I'm sure she was off at college somewhere with her boyfriend. And I was here. With the girl that would soon be my wife.

"I don't want to stop this. Listen, I know you love Alison. But she's gone. Okay?" I turned my back to him and continued to inspect myself in the large mirror. 


I pulled my light blue dress over my body then shrugged my denim jacket over my shoulders. I tried to look as nice as a college student could. This was a wedding.. But I hadn't the slightest clue whom it was for. It wasn't anyone I was familiar with. So it's not like I should have been wearing my finest outfit. 

I was pulling my wedges over my feet when there was a knock at the door. I checked my phone to see it was already 1:00 I had to leave at 1:30. 

The knocking continued as I got up and wobbled as I was hardly able to adjust to my shoes that were far off of the ground.

"Coming." I half yelled. 

"Who is it?" I stood behind the wooden door and waited for a response. 

"Brandon." Christ.

I opened the door and stepped aside as Brandon strolled through the room and sat on my bed.

"I have to leave soon, What do you want?" I sat on Jess's bed and looked at him blankly.

"I came to apologize.. For hurting you. And everything before that." He didn't make eye contact as he spoke.

"It's fine I gu-" He cut me off.

"No it isn't. Let me finish." 

"My mind doesn't work like everyone else's.. I've always had issues growing up and I knew that. My parents tried their hardest to convince me I was normal and that I was just being a dramatic little shit. But I always knew that something wasn't right.. I'm trying to fix that something and I want you to know that I would never intentionally hurt someone." He blinked a few times and ran his fingers through his blonde mop.

I looked at him in awe. He had basically just poured his heart out to me. 

"Brandon, it's fine. Really." I stood up and put my hand on his shoulder. He stood up and looked at me intently. His face only inches away from mine, I looked anywhere but at his face as he stared at me. I was entirely caught off guard when he gently pressed his lips against my forehead and left his hand lingering just below my ear.

"Thank you." He smiled at me weakly and left the room without another word. 


I sat on the bus and just thought about what had taken place. I wasn't sure if I wanted that to happen, or I was just okay with the fact that it happened. I felt nothing about it. All I could feel were the nerves swirling around in my stomach. The fear of taking awful pictures, never getting a job and failing college. That's was scared me most. 

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