So this idea just kinda came to me and I thought id write it down, thank your for reading review if you like it

With regret I woke up. When I went to sleep I had no intention of being awake today, I didn't even set my alarm. Today was a day I've been dreading ever since I first received the card 2 months ago. It was day I'd like to forget.

With a disgruntle groan I get out of bed. I walk past my desk and I see it. Siting there, staring at me.

Dear Alex Russo,

Please join us in celebrating the marriage of

Nick Grey and Mitchie Torres.

The words taunt me. Celebrate. What the hell is there to celebrate? My best friend who I've been in love with since the eighth grade is getting married. Woo so much to celebrate. The card is meticulous and no doubt designed by Mitch, everything she did had to be perfect and I had no doubt that this wedding would be no exception. A part of me wanted to go. A part of me wanted to fight for her. I make it a habit to ignore these parts of myself. What can I do? Turn up at the wedding, waltz right up to Mitch and say "Hey, don't be with Nick Grey the guy who can fully support you and give you everything you ever wanted. Be with me Alex Russo, the girl who works at a sandwich shop!" I somehow think that wouldn't work.

I pace up and down my room, biting my nails and contemplate my options. A picture on my wall catches my eye, it's of me and Mitch. It's from our last day of high school and she's kissing my cheek while I have the cheesiest grin plastered on my face. There's a sparkle in her eye though, a sparkle that I wanted back. Fuck this. I'm going.

I pull on a pair of jeans and a random shirt and brush my teeth, I don't think. Because If I do, I know I'll stop myself. Without hesitation I get in my car and drive to her house. I could drive with my eyes closed; I've done this route so many times I don't even have to think anymore. It was the first place I came when I got my first car and it was the place that held so many memories for me, memories of Mitch, memories that I never wanted to forget.

Flashback

"Miiiiiitch, where are you?" I called out as I entered her house. "up here" I hear her shout. I follow the voice and when I open her bedroom door my heart breaks at the sight. She was sitting on her bed with red eyes, puffy and swollen from crying. She had text me to come over after her asshole boyfriend, Joe, broke up with her. I hated that guy. Besides from having the one treasure in my life he was an all around douche. He never treated Mitch like she deserved. He ignored her in front of his 'cool' friends and would only text her when he wanted her. Just the thought of him and her together made my blood boil.

I sat beside her and pulled her onto my lap, she settled into me and sobbed into my chest. We stayed like that for about half an hour, I didn't say anything. I was just content holding her and allowing her to get it all out. She took a few deep breathes and pulled back to look at me. Even with red rimmed, swollen eyes she was still the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. I kissed her cheek and offered her a smile. She returned it but it was half hearted. "Why? I don't understand why he broke up with me, am I that awful?" she crocked out, her voice raspy from crying. "No, Mitch look at me" I say grabbing her face in my hands, making her look me in the eyes "your perfect and that douche bag didn't know a good thing when he had. You deserve so much better, honestly. Someone who puts your first, someone who worships you and thanks god every day because they have you. Your wonderful Mitch. Never forget that. Seriously if you were my gir…" before I could continue, her lips are on mine. For a second I'm stunned and freeze but when I realize that she is kissing me, something I've wanted for the last two years. I cling to her and kiss her with everything I've got. This was heaven, she was all I could see, taste and smell. It was perfection. After what felt like hours of pure bliss, in reality it couldn't of been longer than a minute or two, she pulls back and rests her forehead against mine. I look into her eyes and I get lost and I have no intention of ever being found again. She rests her head in the crook of my neck and sighs contently as I run my hands through her hair.

"You've always been there" she whispers, just barley. "Protecting me and treating me like a princess, you're everything I want Alex. You're everything" I pull back and look at her, looking for any hint of hesitation or doubt in her face, but there's none she looks confident and sure. Its all I need. I cup her face with my hands and crush our lips together. "I love you" I mumble against her lips "always have always will" I continue as I trail kisses all over face….

I park up in front of her house. Urgh. I bang my head on the steering wheel. Why did I ever let her go? We were together two years but right before we left for college I got scared. I feared I wasn't enough for her and I let her go. I set her free. It was the biggest mistake of my life. I remember the look in her eyes as I told her I was breaking up with her. Pure brokenness, I'm sure mine looked exactly the same.

I got out the car and started walking towards her house still not sure of what I was exactly going to say. My palms were sweaty and my stomach was fluttering like crazy but then something stopped me in my tracks. I looked into the window and saw her. She looked beautiful. She looked happy. Nick was standing next to her and she was looking at him how she used to look at me. The sparkle, it was back but it wasn't for me. It was for him. What the hell am I doing? Who am I to think I can just come in and ruin her wedding day? This isn't fair. If I truly love her I need to let her go, and I need to put her needs before mine. Looking at her now she looks radiant, glowing. I can see her surrounded by kids with Nick by her side she would be happy and as much as it kills me to do so, I can't be selfish. This is what's best for her, he is what's best for her. I turn around and walk back to my car, defeated. I sit down and a single tear rolls down my face. This is it. I'm letting her go. I start the car and drive away.