Thought I'd write a new fic. I will write some more of my Ghost one but it's on my computer at home and I'm not at home at the moment.

So... enjoy?!
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Jessica Harris looked down at her left hand, entranced by the diamond engagement ring sitting on her finger. She was deep in thought. This was what she wanted wasn’t it? A rich husband, a home, children, a dog maybe?

She’d had her future planned out since she was a child and Joshua was the perfect man to give it to her. Perfect. She whispered the word to herself. She liked the way it sounded.

Yes. She decided as she slipped into her satin wedding dress. This was what she wanted. She was almost sure of it.

She studied her reflection in the mirror. Her hair was twisted neatly into a fancy bun and had diamante hair clips entwined through with a long white veil which fell elegantly to the floor.

And so what if she didn’t feel that surge of passion when she was with him. So what if she didn’t get butterflies in her stomach when she thought about him. She wasn’t seventeen anymore. She needed stability, companionship, a roof over her head. And Joshua could give her all that.

Love was overrated, she told herself as she went back to staring at her reflection.

Her dress was perfect. When she had seen it in the shop she had instantly fallen in love with it. Money was no object, Joshua had told her. This was her day, and she should enjoy it. Go wild, he’d said. So she certainly had. She didn’t even want to think about the amount that the dress had cost. It was worth it though, she thought as she spun around.

“Everything today is going to be perfect.” She told her sceptical looking twin in the mirror. “Perfect.”

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Kris better stop her!
gr8 start

i love that already! u better do more my ghost iotherwis i ill be strongly upset!

Hunni xxx

Great start hun! please carry on x

Brilliant start!! please carry on!!

Thankyou for the comments

Hunni: I will carry on with Ghost as soon as I can, I promise!
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“And do you, Jessica Elizabeth Harris, take thee, Joshua Anthony Herington, to be your lawful wedded husband?”

Anthony? She hadn’t known Joshua’s middle name was Anthony. She didn’t really know all that much about him she realised. Apart from the fact that he was a lawyer, and was really boring and had nothing in common with her. And that she didn’t love him. Oh god, she thought to herself as she realised she was making a mistake.

If she didn’t love this man then why was she marrying him? What was she going to do now? Her mind raced as she suddenly became aware of the hundreds of eyes looking up at her expectantly.

“Jessica?” Prompted the priest.

“I...” She started, “I… I can’t…” She took a deep breath and gathered her thoughts “No. I don’t. I’m so sorry.” She pulled the engagement ring from her finger and placed it gently into Joshua’s hand before running down the aisle and out of the church, without looking back.

Just keep running, she told herself. She had half expected someone to follow her and try to persuade her to go back into the church. But no-one came.

Her friends and family had known she was making a mistake. They had told her enough times, but she had been too stubborn to listen. And she thought he fitted in with her perfectly planned every-detail-accounted-for future.

She thought he might have come after her though. Oh well, if he didn’t have enough about him to come after his bride on their wedding day it was a good thing she hadn’t married him. It was his loss.

When she reached a bus stop she looked at the map. She didn’t know London very well, but Joshua’s parents had insisted on the wedding being held there.

She traced her finger along the map until she eventually found what she was looking for.

North Crescent Avenue.

She would need the 27NB Bus, which luckily she noted, was due in just under five minutes.

She tried to sit down on the slanted bench of the bus stop but found it was almost impossible in her wedding dress, so settled for standing instead.

Soon enough the bus pulled up and the door opened. She climbed on, fully aware that everyone on the bus was staring at her. ‘The girl in the wedding dress.’ But at that moment she didn’t care.

“North Crescent please.” She said to the bus driver.

“One thirty-five please love.” He said as he printed a ticket out of the machine.

“Oh no! I don’t have any money with me.” Jess looked upset and angry with herself. What was she going to do now with no money and nowhere to go?

The bus driver, seeing this girl stood on his bus in a wedding dress, looking crestfallen at the fact she couldn’t afford to pay, took pity on her and told her it didn’t matter, she could ride for free. “Just this once.”

She smiled and thanked him before taking a seat on the bus.

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Excellent!!

Finally she found the apartment block she was looking for. She looked up at the old fashioned door and pressed the buzzer.

After a moment she heard his voice crackling through the intercom system.

“Hello…?”

She pressed down on the button and went to say something but found her mouth had dried up. What if he was up there with some hot girl. Or guy, for that matter. He might not want to be disturbed.

Still, this was an emergency, she thought to herself.

“Is there anyone there?” Came his voice again.

“Hey Kris.” She said casually. “It’s me… surprise!”

“Jessica?” Kris asked with a mixed tone of uncertainty and surprise. Oh no, Jess thought, she had made a mistake coming here. For a moment she contemplated turning around and running away. But, she remembered, she had nowhere else to go.

She was pulled out of her thoughts by the door opening in front of her. She looked up, standing in the doorway was a tall man with highlighted hair, and eyeliner surrounding his eyes-making them stand out.

He was wearing tightly fitted jeans, and a white shirt with a few of the top buttons unfastened to show a black cord necklace which was tied round his neck. Over the white shirt was a black waistcoat, fastened down the front with big round silver buttons.

He looked down at Jessica with a glint in his eye. She could tell he wanted to make some sort of sarcastic comment about what she was wearing but he held back.

Instead he pulled her inside with an easy hug “What are you doing here?” he asked her as he let go.

“I was just… in the neighbourhood,” She lied looking up at him.

“Well, come on up!” Kris ushered her up a flight of stairs. The stairs were made of metal, and had fancy patterns decorating the banister. It was all very old fashioned and posh looking she noticed, impressed.

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This is brilliant! Anymore tonight?
xoxox

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Kris had never settled into one single career. He had tried his hand at writing, radio presenting and was now designing a range of clothes for some ludicrously expensive London boutique.

He’d never really needed to grow up, so he hadn’t. He was still living like a student. Jessica followed him through a big green door, pushing past a mannequin wearing a half sewn brightly coloured yet highly fashionable dress.

Jessica looked around; the apartment still looked exactly the same as it had all the times she’d visited previously. She hadn’t been there for… almost eight months, she realised shocked. There had been a time when she had visited Kris in his London apartment almost every weekend. He was her best friend.

But she hadn’t visited him since she’d met Joshua, she realised with disdain. A sudden rush of anger swept over her. How dare Joshua stop her from seeing her friends! He hadn’t even let her invite Kris to the wedding. He knew that Kris and she had been friends for almost ten years, and as best as Jess could figure it he was jealous, even though she had assured him they were just really good friends.

In the end he had bought her off by letting her buy really expensive wedding dress and told her he wouldn’t have her old flame at his wedding.

Jess had realised when they were still in university that they were better off as friends. They had had a short fling which lasted only a couple of months. Kris probably didn’t even remember, Jess told herself. She remembered though. She had been heartbroken when they decided to end it; she had really thought she was in love with Kris and that he was ‘the one’.

In time though she had come to realise that it was for the best, Kris was never the time of person she imagined herself ending up with. He didn’t fit in with her plans. She had accepted him as a friend instead- a friendship that was still going strong almost ten years later.

“Drink?” Kris’s voice cut into her thoughts. She nodded absently. “What do you want? I don’t think I’ve got any wine…” he continued apologetically.

“The strongest drink you’ve got. Please.” Jess said slowly. “It’s a special occasion, afterall.” She waved her hand to signal her wedding dress.

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Kris opened the cupboard and reached for two glasses. On finding the cupboard was empty he frowned and looked at the growing pile of dirty dishes sitting untouched by the sink.

He was far too busy to bother with trivial matters such as washing dishes, he told himself convincingly.

“There are no glasses.” He called through to the living room. “Can I tempt you with a bottle of lager instead?”

“You’re a slob!” Came the familiar voice that he hadn’t heard for so long. He blinked, was this really happening? “Let’s just drink it from the bottle.” Jessica suggested as she took the bottle of whiskey out of his hands.

Millions of questions raced through Kris’s mind as he watched her swig the whiskey straight from the bottle. What was she doing here? Why was she dressed like that? A wedding dress?! He hadn’t even known she was getting married. Why hadn’t she told him? Why hadn’t he been invited to the wedding? How dare she just turn up unannounced wearing a wedding dress, of all things! Then have the nerve to drink his whiskey without offering any kind of explanation.

She infuriated him! He cast a glance towards her and all the anger somehow washed away. He had to admit… she looked amazing. Wow.

She looked up and saw him staring at her. There eyes met for a moment before she broke the gaze and held out the bottle of whiskey, offering him some. He took it silently and had just put it to his lips before she snatched it away again and took another long swig.

“Oi!” He tried to grab it back but she dodged him.

“You were too slow!” she taunted him, a slight smile curving onto her lips. It was the first time he had seen her smile since she had arrived.

“You may have forgotten princess, but that is MY Whiskey and this is MY home.”

He tried to grab it again but she moved it away from him and headed towards the sitting room pulling tongues at him. He rolled his eyes but couldn’t stop a smile from creeping across his face as he followed her through.

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Just read all of it, love it, really really great. Very realistic, excellent writing. Continue soon please.

Aww, this is really good. I'm glad Jess didn't go through with it It was the right thing to do lol.

So sweet.Please do more soon. x

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omg this is fantastic!! please carry on