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My eyes fluttered open the next morning. I had had a strange dream the night before: I received an invitation to Nick's wedding, and had flown out to LA to stop him from marrying some blonde witch. Though I had to admit, even though it was nice to see Nick again, I was extremely relieved to have woken up from the nightmare. But as I sat up in my bed and rubbed my eyes, I realized that this was not my apartment. "No." I groaned, realizing it had not been a dream at all, rather reality.

Once I had come to terms with the fact that my worst nightmare was actually my life, I tried to think positively of the situation, so I smiled to myself and began my day. After getting up and ready, I decided to call Stella and see what the plans were for today.

"Stell?" I asked as I heard someone pick up on the other line. "Oh hey Mace." She began, but started talking to someone else in the background. "Umm, hi." I muttered, wondering what was going on. "So what are the plans for today?" I asked after a moment of silence. "Well I'm actually just finishing up the alterations on Amber's dress at the moment. You can come down if you want. I just have a few last minute wedding errands to run after this." She said, and I could hear Amber's squeaky voice in the background yelling at her for purposefully poking her with a sewing needle. I laughed to myself, thinking about how much Amber deserved it. "Okay, sounds good. I'll be down in a few." I answered, then hung up.

Nearly an hour later, I quickly paid the cab driver, hopped out of the excruciatingly yellow taxy, and ran up the steps of Stella's apartment complex. "Come on in." She yelled after I had knocked on the door. I walked in to see Amber standing in the center of the living room with her ginormous white dress on and arms crossed over her chest, while Stella was on the floor stitching the bottom of the gown.

"Hey." I called walking over to them. Amber simply rolled her eyes and began inspecting her nails. Stella glared at the girl, and turned to me. "Hey Mace. I'm just about done." She confirmed. So I took a seat on the couch and after five minutes, Amber changed out of her dress and strutted out the door without even thanking Stella.

"Charming, isn't she?" Stella asked once Amber was out of sight. I only scoffed in return. "I don't even get what Nick sees in her." She muttered in disgust. "I mean besides being gorgeous, she's just awful." I sighed and shook my head. "Yeah, tell me about it!" I mumbled. Though, I did have to agree with Stella about Amber being gorgeous. She was exactly what a guy like Nick would want: tall, blonde, skinny, and heartbreakingly beautiful. It was no wonder he was marrying her instead of me, someone like me couldn't even compare to someone like Amber.

After several moments of silence, Stella turned towards me. "So Mace, I have to go pick up the bouquets and make a couple calls, so would you be a doll and deliver Nick's tux to his apartment?" She gave me a sugar coted smile. "Fine." I sighed, and she dropped a small key into the palm of my hand. Stella then handed me the hanger which held the tux and I scurried out of her apartment, driving off in one of her cars that she was letting me borrow.

I pulled up to Nick's apartment building and walked up the steps. Once I reached the door, I unlocked it and strolled on in. I looked around the tidy apartment as I walked inside; it was spotless. It seemed Nick was still the same OCD that I had always remembered him being. His apartment had a very modern feel, definitely what you would expect from an A list celebrity, but not at all what you would expect from sweet little Nick.

I took few a more steps inside but a gleam of light soon caught my eye, so I turned only to find a familiar picture hung on the wall. It was of Stella, the boys, and I at the beach; the sight brought a smile to my face. Though, I soon brushed off the thought and turned back. My eyes finally found a flaw, one spot of unorginization. Papers were scattered across Nick's desk in the corner of the room, I figured they were songs he was working on, and of course his guitar was laying out on the sofa, also probably because he was working on a song. I walked up and set his tux gently next to it. As I was turning around to leave, I caught sight of Nick walking out of the bathroom in just a towel.

"Nick? Oh gosh. I was j-just-"I stuttered pointing to where I had left his tux. "I-I didn't know you were here. I should-uhh" I stopped talking to save myself the humiliation and just pointed towards the door. "Mace, it's fine. Don't worry about it." I had gotten slightly distracted staring at his glistening bare chest, but my eyes snapped back up at the sound of his soothing voice. "I'll just be right back." He called, and I stared after him as he walked off towards the back of the house. I was honestly thanking God for the beautiful sight He had blessed me with.

A moment later Nick walked back out fully clothed. "I'm so sorry about that, Nick." I apologized again. "Mace, it's really okay." He said calmly. An awkward tension was buzzing about the air, and neither of us knew what to say next. "So.." He began."Yeah?" I asked, not realizing until after that I had sounded a bit too desperate. "Want to grab a cup of coffee?" He asked motioning towards the door. "Sure." I answered coolly, but started blushing like an idiot the moment he turned his head.

After dropping by the local Starbucks, we spent several hours rummaging in the little stores on the boardwalk and even grabbed some ice cream.

Everything felt so right and so real, just like things had been back in New Jersey. I had completely forgotten about my plans with Stella, when I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket. I held the phone up to my ear. "Yes?" I asked knowing that Stella would be furious. "Oh nothing. Just wanted to see how you were doing." Stella snapped sarcastically, then scoffed. "Seriously, where have you been? I thought we were going to spend the day together, you know just girl to girl time." She paused and sighed angrily. "But, no instead I get stuck babysitting Amber's bratty cousin while you're off doing who knows what!" I waited a moment before speaking, to let her cool off. "Stell, I'm sorry. I just actually met up with Nick, and we've been spending the day together. But don't worry I'll be there as soon as possible." Stella squealed. "Oh, well never mind. You're with Nick, everything's fine. Take as long as you need." I blushed, hoping Nick couldn't hear the girl on the other end of the phone. "Yeah.." I muttered awkwardly, and bid Stella a farewell before hanging up and turning my attention back to the boy beside me. "So, this has been really fun, but I have some errands to run with Stella." Nick looked down, and, although i couldn't understand why, he looked almost dissapointed. "Oh okay. Well do you need a ride?" I looked at the beautiful curly haired boy sitting next to me. "Only to your apartment building. I left Stell's car there." And with that, we headed back to the expensive L.A. complex building.

The parking lot was nearly empty when we pulled into a spot on the side of the building; the sky was almost black. Nick hopped out of the car before I could even move, and opened my door, beckoning me to step out. "Thank you." I mumbled as I stepped onto the sidewalk. And Nick offered to walk me over to the car which was parked on the other side of the building, an offer I could not refuse. Luckily this gave us about five minutes to talk. We spent the time smiling and giggling and remembering all the good times we shared when it was just the five of us against the world.

"And then the time Joe tried to impress that girl in the orchestra by taking up the triangle!" I said through my laughter. "And she actually liked it!" Nick said smirking. "That was pretty shocking!" I laughed but stopped in my tracks as I realized all that I had missed out on over the last three years. "I miss this." I whispered. Nick had not realized my sudden halt so had kept walking, but he turned around at my words. "Mace, where are-" He stopped midsentence as he noticed my current stance. A concerned look flashed over his face and he walked to my side. "What's wrong?" He asked softly. I began walking again, not fully paying attention to where I was going. "I just really missed you." A smile spread across Nick's face, and I soon realized why. "I meant all of you." I said trying to cover my mistake. "Well, all of us, missed you too." He said chuckling.

We finally reached Stella's car, but I wasn't ready to leave quite yet. I leaned back against the car. "So…." I said trying to drag out the conversation as long as possible. "So… " He copied. "I'll see you tomorrow then?" I asked, hoping he wouldn't just leave me hanging. "Yeah." He agreed, smiling. I leaned up to give him a hug, and ducked my head into the crook of his neck as he wrapped his strong arms around my torso. But as we pulled back, our faces grew closer and closer. I soon noticed that I had begun leaning in, but as badly as I wanted to, I couldn't help myself. This was all wrong, all wrong. But why did it feel so right?

I could feel his warm breath on my skin, and suddenly a pair of soft lips were brushing against mine. I couldn't resist the urge, so I leaned in closer and moved my lips in coordination with his. But we both instantly realized what was happening and pulled back simultaneously. For a minute we just stood there, breathing heavily not sure what to say.

"That shouldn't have happened." I whispered, remembering that in less than 24 hours Nick would be married. He nodded slowly. "I know. And I'm not sure why it did." He stared into my eyes and sighed. "Can we never mention this again?" I nodded. "It's probably for the best."

I didn't want to never mention it again. I didn't want to never get to do it again. Not having Nick was like not having the sun, dull and lifeless.

Blinking back the tears that were forming in my eyes I quickly muttered, "Well I better head back to Stella's. I don't want to make her angrier than she already is." I looked down, but could feel Nick's eyes still resting on me. "Yeah, you probably should." He opened up the car door, and leaned against the frame as I crawled in. "But hey," He gave me a weak smile. I could tell something was wrong. "I'll see you tomorrow." I smiled and nodded. "Yeah." He slammed the door shut and waved goodbye.

As I pulled out of the parking lot, I couldn't take my eyes off of Nick's tall figure disappearing behind the side of the building. I swerved the car, realizing I was about to run into the sidewalk because of my little distraction.

I was feeling slightly dazed as I walked into Stella's apartment. Though, I'm pretty sure she noticed by her reaction. She grinned and turned towards me. "So… Macy," She began, eyeing me suspiciously. "How is our dear friend Nick doing? Anything you need to tell me?" I bit my lip nervously, not sure if the kiss was really a good thing to tell Stella about. I could feel her eyes boring into me, so I sighed and gave in. "Well…" I paused not sure where to begin. The words sson started flying out of my mouth. "He should be getting married and I'm just ruining everything and I mean I'm a slut for kissing an engaged man and I mean if he really loves this girl then who am I to break up their wedding?" I started panting for air after the train of words I had just spit out. "What?" Stella asked cleary confused. "Maybe you could say that a little slower." I took a deep breath, and decided this time to start with the most important piece of information. "We kissed." I muttered on the verge of tears. "Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!" Stella squealed. "This is great!" I shook my head. "No. No, it's not." I felt a hot tear run down my cheek. "Stella, he's engaged, and getting married tomorrow. And I, a girl whose not his betrothed, kissed him. It never should have happened." I shook my head, feeling more ashamed in myself than ever. "Why am I doing this?" I asked softly. "I mean, if I really loved Nick I wouldn't be trying to ruin his wedding, I would just be happy that he's happy. I can't do this anymore Stell. He loves her, and I love him, so I have to let him go through with this." I paused and wiped my eyes. "His happiness is the most important thing, even if it means him being with a girl that's not me." Stella looked as if she was at a loss of words, but she soon recovered. "Well then I'll be there to hold your hand during the ceremony. I'll even bring a box of tissues." She laughed sadly. "But you don't have to do this, Mace. You can go home now, and not have to sit through that." She squeezed my hand as another tear rolled dwon my cheek. "Yeah, but I want to. I love Nick, and I need to be there for him." I gave her a weak smile, and reminded myself that in the end everything would be fine, even if it was hard to imagine right now.

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