A/N: This is a one shot. It is a song fic. I own no part of the song by Taylor Swift or WOWP! I'm very sorry for not updating in a while but I've had soccer and school! Now that the soccer season is over, I'll be posting more.
I am not the kind of girl
Who should be rudely barging in on a white veil occasion
But you are not the kind of boy
Who should be marrying the wrong girl
Could I do this? Was I ready to risk everything for this? Of course I could! This is Justin we're talking about! I'd do anything for him. Harper had told me everything I'd need to know. The wedding was in front of the fountain of love in Italy at exactly noon. She even stole an extra invitation for me, seeing as I wasn't invited by Juliet. I know Justin never loved her. He even told me that. He said I was the only girl he could ever love.
My heart ached. I had to stop thinking about that night. The night I gave Justin everything and he turned around and went back to her. He'd left me alone in the morning. He'd said it was a mistake and he reminded me that it was immoral and sick. Again, my heart ached. That wound had never healed. Not even Mason could help me. After that night, I'd tried to talk to him but he ignored my calls and didn't awnser the door. Juliet had seemed perfectly fine with Justin's decision.
After about a month of that, I moved away from New York. I moved to Maryland and tried to live a life without Justin. Mason had even proposed to me, but I said no. I couldn't marry anyone. My heart was still in New York with Justin. So I lived alone until now. Until Harper called me a week ago and told me about the wedding.
"Mom?" Jonathon asked gently. I looked down at my son. He had his father's eyes but my curly hair. He was about 9 years old but he seemed wise beyond his years. His twin sister, Cassandra, was the exact opposite. She had straight hair and my brown eyes, along with my cunning attitude. I smiled down at Jon, but I knew the smile didn't reach my eyes.
"Yeah, sweet-heart?" I asked. Jon and Cassandra were in the back seat of the car I'd rented. I didn't want to pay for my car to be sent here. Jon's eyes were full of concern. Cassandra and Jon were too good at reading my emotions. Jon especialy hated it when I was in my 'fragile state', as he called it.
"Is Aunt Harper and Uncle Mason going to be there?" He asked. I nodded and turned my attention back to the road. Cassandra was fast asleep in the back seat. Normaly, Jon wasn't as straight forward when she was around because we all knew who was in charge when she was around.
"Uncle Mason is going to take you guys to a muesem while I talk to a friend." I told him. I knew Cassie would be bored out of her mind but Jon would appreciate it. "Make sure Cassie doesn't get into trouble, 'kay?" Jon nodded and stared out the window. He probably relized there was more to it than just 'talking' to an old friend. This was so much more.
I sneak in and see your friends, and her snotty little family
All dressed in pastel
And she is yelling at a bridesmaid, somewhere back inside a room
Wearing a gown shaped like a pastry
This is surely not what you thought it would be Don't say yes, run away now
I lose myself in a daydream where I stand and say
I'll meet you when you're out of the church at the backdoor
Don't wait or say a single vow
You need to hear me out and they said speak now
"Alex? I can't believe you made it!" Harper exclaimed. She pulled me into a hug and I smiled. Harper hadn't changed much in the past 9 years. As we pulled away, she beamed brightly at Jon and Cassie. Jon's face lit up and he rushed to Harper. Cassie hung back but she was smiling too. They both loved Harper.
"Alex!" An english voice breathed. I turned around and found Mason leaning against a shadowy wall. He stared at me, face full of amazment. Cassie was by Mason's side before I could say anything. Cassie adored Mason more than anything else. Probably because he bought her anything her heart disired and he took her anywhere she wanted. Mason loved Jon too but Jon was weary of him. Jon prefered Max.
"Uncle Mason!" Cassie squealed. Mason chuckled at her and patted her head. Cassie immediatly turned on her pouting face that Mason always feel for. "Are you really bringing us to a boring museum?" She whinned. Mason's eyes darted between us, as is he was depating whose side to take.
"Sorry, Cas. Your mom says so." Mason finaly said, making Cassie frown. Cassie obviously had alot to learn about minipulation. Cassie crossed her arms and went back to Harper. Mason looked guilty, Cassie was too good at guilting people. Mason turned back to me, his face serious.
"You ready, Alex?" He asked. I nodded. "Do you have the note? What time did you put down?" I took a small note on red paper out of my small clutch purse that matched my red dress.
"I put: 'Meet me in the back alley at noon. I've got some people for you to meet. Love, Alex.'" I told Mason, my voice shook a little. Mason sniffled the air.
"You sprayed it with amore, amore?" Mason inquired. Amore, Amore is my favorite perfume and Justin's favorite. Mason never really liked it.
"Why not? And besides, he'll really know it's me now." I noted. Mason smirked and shook his head.
"I can't believe I'm helping you with this." He mumbled before taking the note and heading off into the church to deliver my note. I prayed that it would reach Justin without incident. Somehow, I knew that wasn't going to happen.