Hoping For A Fairy Tale
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Lacey
“You said I could choose mum.” I whined to her, following her around the house. She huffed and crossed her arms.
“I don’t like her.”
“It’s my wedding mum!” I protested. She glared at me.
“One you certainly don’t care about.” I stared at her silently for a moment watching her silently give in.
“You don’t in any way communicate to Zayn Malik through her do you understand.” My mother said, stepping forward threateningly. I sighed.
“I promise I won’t.” The statement nearly made me sick in itself but it’s not like Zayn would want to talk to me anyway. So keeping this promise wouldn’t be too hard.
“Very well.” She nodded.
“I’m going to need my phone.” I told her. She nodded before reaching into her pocket and pulling it out. I was surprised that she carried it around with her. I pressed a kiss to her cheek quickly in thanks before rushing off upstairs and sliding my thumb across Skye’s name.
-
“Hey,” Skye said evenly as she opened the door to her house. I smiled back nervously before stepping inside. She led me towards the first living room. It was awkward and I hated it.
“There’s no one else here. The boys are doing some interview so they won’t burst through or anything.” She explained to me as we sat on opposite sides of the couch. I nodded at her in thanks. “Harry doesn’t even know you’re here.”
“Thank you.” I told her as sincerely as I could. I knew hiding this from Harry wasn’t easy for her.
“I tried to contact you after the benefit but…”
“My parents have only just given back my phone now.” I told her. She widened her eyes and shook her head.
“You’re 19 Lacey. They can’t do that.” I shrugged at her and glanced around the room.
“All the money is theirs. All the money I have is theirs. I wish I could live without it all but I can’t. I wouldn’t be able to go to Uni without it. So for now they can do anything they want with me. And plus, they’re my parents Skye. They make my life miserable but I want them to love me.” I tried to explain to her why I was going along with them. Why I wasn’t running away.
“My parents died when I was younger. So I can’t say I know what it’s like to have people looking after you when you’re old enough to do it yourself. But from what I see Lace, they should love you no matter what. They’re your parents.”
“Maybe, but they wouldn’t respect me and the wouldn’t be proud of me.” I reasoned with her. She just nodded but I could see the doubt in her eyes. “I know that it’s hard to understand why I won’t just leave or run away. But they’re my family Skye, there family and that means a lot. I agreed to marry Edmund and I was the one who decided to do what I did with Zayn. I did this.
“I told Zayn what you told me.” She said suddenly. My head snapped towards hers creating an ache towards the back. “About your dad threatening him.”
I watched her waiting for her to tell me his response. I needed to know his response.
“He said that it didn’t matter. That if you loved him then you wouldn’t care about them.” My heart felt like it was breaking all over again. Of course it wouldn’t matter. Foolishly a part of me had hoped that maybe he could forgive what I said if he knew why. But I didn’t deserve forgiveness. I knew that. I knew how everything would end, how I felt was my fault.
“I need to ask you something.” I told her. She looked at me encouragingly. “I want you to be my maid of honour.”
She stayed frozen and stared at me as I waited nervously. She was the only other person I wanted to be my maid of honour. Not only would it piss my parents off but it would give me some comfort, some strength for that day.
“You’re wedding is in 7 days and you’re asking me to be your maid of honour now?” She asked me incredulous. I nodded at her.
“I don’t know Lace. I mean if I did, Zayn well…” I nodded in understanding. She had been friends with Zayn longer, they were closer. Zayn once told me she was like a sister to him. I’m sure the feelings were mutual.
“I know. I know it would be awkward. But please, I don’t have anyone else. I can’t do this if there’s a stranger beside me. I don’t want to be alone up there.” I told her as tears started to build in my eyes. I was so sick of crying about my life. I was sick of being pathetic and hopeless but it seems I couldn’t help it. Her eyes pitied me as she noticed the tears. She moved over on the couch and wrapped her arm around my shoulder.
“Oh Lace. Do you really have to do this?” She whispered to me. I nodded.
“I was there for you the whole year Harry was away on tour. Now I’m asking for you to be there for me.” She sighed and pressed a kiss to my temple.
“So you want me to stand there and watch you marry someone you don’t love, someone who makes you miserable because I owe you. Because you made me happy for a year without the love of my life? How does that make me a good friend?” Skye asked as tears fell down both of our cheeks.
“I need you right now. You being there despite the fact it may make my life horrible is what makes you a good friend.” I responded easily.
“Harry is going to kill me.” She sighed as I glanced up at her hopefully. She brushed a piece of hair out of my face before continued. “Not to mention how angry Zayn is going to be at me and probably everyone else. But you need me and I get that. I remember many miserable Friday nights where you stayed in with me watching crappy TV and eating ice cream instead of partying. I do owe you.”
I pulled her into a hug tightly as she told me she would do it.
“Thank you so much.” I choked out to her as more tears fell.
“I suppose I have to have a fitting with your mother?” She asked me. I laughed at her tone and nodded.
“If he will, can Harry come with? I don’t really want to be at that reception without anyone.” She asked me. I nodded instantly.
“You are all invited remember. You got your invitations ages ago.”
“Right.” She nodded. “You should go, the boys interview end in ten minutes and sometimes it ends earlier.”
I glanced at the clock. A part of me considered staying a bit longer, just to see him even for a split moment. It would be enough for now.
“It wouldn’t be good for either of you.” Skye said immediately as if she was reading my mind. “It would just hurt you both.”
I nodded in agreement and promised to contact her later with details about the fitting before leaving. I felt a little lighter knowing that Skye was going to be there with me.
“You said I could choose mum.” I whined to her, following her around the house. She huffed and crossed her arms.
“I don’t like her.”
“It’s my wedding mum!” I protested. She glared at me.
“One you certainly don’t care about.” I stared at her silently for a moment watching her silently give in.
“You don’t in any way communicate to Zayn Malik through her do you understand.” My mother said, stepping forward threateningly. I sighed.
“I promise I won’t.” The statement nearly made me sick in itself but it’s not like Zayn would want to talk to me anyway. So keeping this promise wouldn’t be too hard.
“Very well.” She nodded.
“I’m going to need my phone.” I told her. She nodded before reaching into her pocket and pulling it out. I was surprised that she carried it around with her. I pressed a kiss to her cheek quickly in thanks before rushing off upstairs and sliding my thumb across Skye’s name.
-
“Hey,” Skye said evenly as she opened the door to her house. I smiled back nervously before stepping inside. She led me towards the first living room. It was awkward and I hated it.
“There’s no one else here. The boys are doing some interview so they won’t burst through or anything.” She explained to me as we sat on opposite sides of the couch. I nodded at her in thanks. “Harry doesn’t even know you’re here.”
“Thank you.” I told her as sincerely as I could. I knew hiding this from Harry wasn’t easy for her.
“I tried to contact you after the benefit but…”
“My parents have only just given back my phone now.” I told her. She widened her eyes and shook her head.
“You’re 19 Lacey. They can’t do that.” I shrugged at her and glanced around the room.
“All the money is theirs. All the money I have is theirs. I wish I could live without it all but I can’t. I wouldn’t be able to go to Uni without it. So for now they can do anything they want with me. And plus, they’re my parents Skye. They make my life miserable but I want them to love me.” I tried to explain to her why I was going along with them. Why I wasn’t running away.
“My parents died when I was younger. So I can’t say I know what it’s like to have people looking after you when you’re old enough to do it yourself. But from what I see Lace, they should love you no matter what. They’re your parents.”
“Maybe, but they wouldn’t respect me and the wouldn’t be proud of me.” I reasoned with her. She just nodded but I could see the doubt in her eyes. “I know that it’s hard to understand why I won’t just leave or run away. But they’re my family Skye, there family and that means a lot. I agreed to marry Edmund and I was the one who decided to do what I did with Zayn. I did this.
“I told Zayn what you told me.” She said suddenly. My head snapped towards hers creating an ache towards the back. “About your dad threatening him.”
I watched her waiting for her to tell me his response. I needed to know his response.
“He said that it didn’t matter. That if you loved him then you wouldn’t care about them.” My heart felt like it was breaking all over again. Of course it wouldn’t matter. Foolishly a part of me had hoped that maybe he could forgive what I said if he knew why. But I didn’t deserve forgiveness. I knew that. I knew how everything would end, how I felt was my fault.
“I need to ask you something.” I told her. She looked at me encouragingly. “I want you to be my maid of honour.”
She stayed frozen and stared at me as I waited nervously. She was the only other person I wanted to be my maid of honour. Not only would it piss my parents off but it would give me some comfort, some strength for that day.
“You’re wedding is in 7 days and you’re asking me to be your maid of honour now?” She asked me incredulous. I nodded at her.
“I don’t know Lace. I mean if I did, Zayn well…” I nodded in understanding. She had been friends with Zayn longer, they were closer. Zayn once told me she was like a sister to him. I’m sure the feelings were mutual.
“I know. I know it would be awkward. But please, I don’t have anyone else. I can’t do this if there’s a stranger beside me. I don’t want to be alone up there.” I told her as tears started to build in my eyes. I was so sick of crying about my life. I was sick of being pathetic and hopeless but it seems I couldn’t help it. Her eyes pitied me as she noticed the tears. She moved over on the couch and wrapped her arm around my shoulder.
“Oh Lace. Do you really have to do this?” She whispered to me. I nodded.
“I was there for you the whole year Harry was away on tour. Now I’m asking for you to be there for me.” She sighed and pressed a kiss to my temple.
“So you want me to stand there and watch you marry someone you don’t love, someone who makes you miserable because I owe you. Because you made me happy for a year without the love of my life? How does that make me a good friend?” Skye asked as tears fell down both of our cheeks.
“I need you right now. You being there despite the fact it may make my life horrible is what makes you a good friend.” I responded easily.
“Harry is going to kill me.” She sighed as I glanced up at her hopefully. She brushed a piece of hair out of my face before continued. “Not to mention how angry Zayn is going to be at me and probably everyone else. But you need me and I get that. I remember many miserable Friday nights where you stayed in with me watching crappy TV and eating ice cream instead of partying. I do owe you.”
I pulled her into a hug tightly as she told me she would do it.
“Thank you so much.” I choked out to her as more tears fell.
“I suppose I have to have a fitting with your mother?” She asked me. I laughed at her tone and nodded.
“If he will, can Harry come with? I don’t really want to be at that reception without anyone.” She asked me. I nodded instantly.
“You are all invited remember. You got your invitations ages ago.”
“Right.” She nodded. “You should go, the boys interview end in ten minutes and sometimes it ends earlier.”
I glanced at the clock. A part of me considered staying a bit longer, just to see him even for a split moment. It would be enough for now.
“It wouldn’t be good for either of you.” Skye said immediately as if she was reading my mind. “It would just hurt you both.”
I nodded in agreement and promised to contact her later with details about the fitting before leaving. I felt a little lighter knowing that Skye was going to be there with me.
Oh dang, how did I completely skip so much! I have so much reading to do in the next two days before UNI starts. I probably won't be sleeping tonight, but I literally don't care I need to know it all!
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