A/N: A repost of one of my fics here. It was a contest entry back then here in aff. Hope you enjoy~ Oh and let's be friends will ya? Follow me on twitter @isarangjeti

 

It was a nice and fine Sunday morning. No doubt, just by looking, everyone would feel as bright as this weather today. The bright sun outside says that this day is definitely a great day to hold a wedding. I should give props for the wedding planner for choosing this day for the most anticipated wedding of the year. Yeah, I should, maybe later. I sat up on my bed.

 

I got up from my precious bed and went to fix myself for this important day. Everyone I knew, my friends especially, would be busy this time of the day, preparing not only for themselves but also preparing for the venue and for the guests. I smiled; at least, I would be exempted for these chores. All I have to do is to show up on that event. And that's what I'm planning for, for the past months after I have heard of this precious wedding.

 

My friends would be proud of me that I, THE great Jessica Jung, woke up at such an early hour without their help to wake me up. Why would I? Besides, I, of all people shouldn't miss this event for the world.

 

After taking almost forever to make myself look the prettiest version of me, I headed downstairs. I stopped by the kitchen and contemplated of having a quick breakfast before I go but I decided not to, I wouldn't want to ruin my appearance and my dress. Who would want that? No one.

 

I sat on the couch, fidgeting. Funny enough, maybe I'm feeling what they would call "Wedding jitters". But I hardly doubt that. They would just laugh at me if they would know what I'm feeling right now. I wouldn't want that. Definitely not.

 

My trance was interrupted by the ringing of my doorbell.

 

This is it.

 

I inhaled deeply and closed my eyes for a second. I opened the door and was greeted by my driver, Donghae.

 

He led me and opened the car for me. I entered. He drove off away from my yard and started our journey. I inhaled a lungful of air again.

 

Brace yourself, Jessica Jung. This will be a one hell of a ride.

 

We arrived at the venue. I just sat there inside the car, observing the venue. It was really nice, actually it's amazing. I should really thank the wedding planner later.

 

I noticed that the venue was almost full of people that even I wouldn't be noticed if I mixed in. I sighed for the nth time again. I closed my eyes hoping for this jitters to calm down. I opened my eyes and smiled a little. I should be happy for this day.

 

This is it.

 

I hear the music starts to play. And soon, the lovely and cute flower girls started to enter the venue and walk down the aisle one by one. How cute. I wonder if they would be feeling the "wedding jitters" too on their wedding day years later.

 

"Miss Jung, why don't you go out now? You wouldn't want to be late for this wedding, are you?" Donghae asked me, bringing me back to reality. He has this knowing smile on his face.

 

He knows me really well.

 

"Of course, oppa. I wouldn't want my bride to wait for me any longer."

 

He nodded his head and smiled again at me.

 

Then, I got out of the car and looked at the venue. All of the people are busy paying their attention toward the entourage. Great. I sneaked in and stood at my supposed spot that Yoona, one of our best friends and a bride's maid, instructed to me.

 

I smiled. No one noticed that I am somewhat late.

 

Then, the organ started to play a different tune signalling everyone that the bride would walk down the aisle now.

 

I braced myself.

 

Then, she entered.

 

There she is.

The most beautiful woman that I ever laid my eyes on. The only woman that my heart is capable of loving. The only woman who makes my heart to beat triple time. The only woman who made this butterflies on my stomach alive. The only woman whom I want to spend my forever with.

 

Stephanie Hwang.

 

My life.

 

Tiffany.

 

I felt like the air in my lungs was out of me. I can't breathe. I can't believe that after all of those years that we've been together, she still takes my breath away.

 

I still remember how we became friends back then.

 

We were in high school. I was a loner and Tiffany is my only friend. Actually, I don't want any friend back then. Friends would just mess with my peaceful solitary life. But Tiffany is the most stubborn girl I've ever met. She became my seatmate since day one. She would always bother me. Cling to me and follow me all around. Even though, I would be harsh on her and would ignore her all the time, she would just be stubborn and continue her ways.

 

"Why are you really clinging to me and following me around huh?!" I asked, one day. I was really irritated because everyone is treating her badly for always sticking up with the Ice Princess Loner Jung.

 

"I wanted to be your friend. Is that too much?" she replied, on the verge of tears. My heart ached upon seeing her.

 

"Yes, that's too much. Everyone's treating you badly because you're always with me!"

 

"But---"

 

"If that was the price that you will pay for you being my friend, then stop being my friend! I'm not worth it!"

 

I was surprised when I felt her warm body against mine. She encircled her arms around my waist and tightened her embrace.

 

"I wouldn't mind paying for more just to become your friend. I can take all of these and even the worst; just let me stay by your side. You're worth it, Jessi. You're worth it."

 

 

I noticed the song being played. It was a piano version of "Heaven". I smiled. It was OUR song. And she remembered it.

 

I also remembered how that became our song.

 

It was my birthday. It wasn't an important day for me though. Besides, no one remembered my birthday, even my parents who are busy working overseas. It's just a normal day, why bother?

 

But Tiffany purposely dragged me to the music room of our university, later that day.

 

"Hey, how did you get the key for this room?" I asked.

 

"I bribed Seohyun with the latest Keroro doll," Tiffany replied, smiling.

 

I smirked. Bribing the Music Club president with a doll? That's so high school.

 

"Yah! Don't mock me! You don't know how much I prepared for my gift for your birthday, you know," she pouted.

 

And I restrained myself with all my might not to peck those lips of hers. Yes, you heard me right; I was in love with her the moment that I laid my eyes on her. But I can't say that to her, I couldn't risk our friendship. I just couldn't.

 

"Okay, okay. So now, what's in store for me, Tiffany Hwang?" I asked smugly.

 

She shoved me down a chair and showed me her eye smile. I wouldn't mind being dragged and shoved by her everyday just to see her smile at me like that. Only me.

 

"Just listen, Jessi. Promise you will love it."

 

I just nodded. Why wouldn't I love it? I love everything she does because I already love her.

 

She walked towards the great piano in the midde of the room and started playing.

 

Oh, thinkin' about all our younger years
There was only you and me
We were young and wild and free
Now nothin' can take you away from me
We've been down that road before
But that's over now
You keep me comin' back for more

 

 

I was speechless. Is this angel really singing for me?

 

Baby you're all that I want
When you're lyin' here in my arms
I'm findin' it hard to believe
We're in heaven
And love is all that I need
And I found it there in your heart
It isn't too hard to see
We're in heaven

 

After playing the whole song, she walked towards me and kissed my cheek.

 

"I don't know how to play a single note but I bribed Seohyun again just to let her teach me. Don't get your hopes too high yet. I only know how to play that song. That song only."

 

I hugged her and she seemed surprised with my action. I, Jessica Jung, never initiated skinship with Tiffany Hwang. This would be the first and I know this wouldn't be the last. If I had only known earlier that this would be good, I probably would initiated skinship way before. It just felt too surreal. Maybe, I wouldn't get enough of this.

 

"Thank you so much, Tiff."

 

I know she's showing her eye smile again upon saying this to me.

 

"Happy birthday, Jessi."

 

And that was the first day that my birthday mattered to me.

 

True enough, I'm finding it hard to believe....we're in heaven.

 

Tiffany now is already in front of me. She stopped in front of me smiling. Then, she kissed me on my cheek.

 

Is she that excited to see me this day?

 

Many people were confused. Of course, we're in the middle of the ceremony, a kiss was unnecessary. But I don't really care.

 

"Thank you."

 

This is what she said to me.

 

 

 

August 1st.

 

It was Tiffany's birthday when I decided to confess my feelings to her.

 

I bought a couple ring as a gift for that day. I also practiced and memorized my lines for months now. I also made it sure that I looked the prettiest that day. No one can describe how I was feeling that day. I prepared myself and numbed myself for whatever will happen on that day.

 

And I have a feeling in my gut that it would be good.

 

It's now or never.

 

I would risk our friendship now because I can't risk my love for her anymore.

 

That's how much I love her.

 

I pushed the doorbell of her house and fidgeted while waiting for her to open the door.

 

The door creaked open.

 

"Jessi!!!" Tiffany came dashing towards me and threw her arms around me. She's just always hyper. I smiled. Looks like she's also happy today like me.

 

"I have something to say to you, Tiff."

 

"Me too!"

 

"Really? Okay, you first, birthday girl."

 

She grinned at me and inhaled deeply.

 

"Remember Nickhun?"

 

I looked at her confused. I hesitated but nodded.

 

Nichkhun is Tiffany's crush in middle school.

 

"See, Jessi. Our families are close and we've gone out for some dates now. So what I wanted to say is...

 

 

....we're arranged to get married."

 

I felt a sudden ache in my chest. I suddenly can't breathe.

 

I pulled myself together. Okay, maybe this is just a misunderstanding. Don't jump into conclusions, Jessica.

 

I inhaled deeply.

 

"A-And you agreed?"

 

I tried not to cry upon asking that question, though my shaking voice is saying the other thing.

 

Please say no. Please...

 

"Yes! I'm getting married!"

 

At that instant, felt the whole world crash down on me. It's so painful. I was just speechless.

 

She's just joking, right? Then, the candid camera would pop out of nowhere now.

 

"And it's decided. You're going to be the maid of honor, huh!"

 

No, I was wrong. This is not a prank.

 

I didn't hear a thing after Tiffany said that sentence. I just can hear my heart breaking into pieces. I felt nothing but pain. It really hurts.

 

And that was my first attempt and my last chance to say my feelings to her.

 

 

Our relationship ended before it even started.

 

 

 

Tiffany is still smiling at me. The man beside me looked at me.

 

"You're so lucky, Nichkhun. You're getting married to the only girl I ever loved in my life."

 

That's what I wanted to tell him.

 

But...

 

"Take care of her for me, Nichkhun."

 

That's what came out of my mouth instead.

 

He smiled and nodded his head at me.

 

Nichkhun held Tiffany's hand and they walked towards the altar.

 

They are walking away. Tiffany is walking away from me. She wouldn't be mine anymore.

 

I frowned.

 

I didn't know that it will hurt this much when you see the only person you love, loving someone else. And it is more painful to see that they are getting in married in front of you.

 

It's so hard to pretend that you're happy when in fact, you're slowly dying inside.

 

Before...

 

I would always dream it will always be Tiffany and I.

 

I'm the one who is holding her hand in front of the altar.

 

We'll be together until the end.

 

But now.

 

She's going to get married....

 

 

...not to me.

 

To someone else.

 

And now I know.

 

This is it.

 

 

 

The ceremony started. And at that moment, I knew that I can't do anything now, seeing how happy Tiffany is.

 

And at that moment, I know it's finally my time to let go.

 

It's game over.

 

From now on...Tiffany is my "one that got away".

 

I know it is wrong but I can't really concentrate on the ceremony. I just wanted to run away, be alone and cry myself out.

 

I pulled myself together. I need to move on. It's already over. I knew this day would come.

 

The ceremony ended and I sighed in relief. At least, I can now really say to myself that I'm moving on.

 

This is it.

 

 

 

Everyone left the church already and went to the reception but I'm still here. I don't want to go there. I'm just heading home.

 

I just wanted to be alone and maybe cry myself out in the confines of my home.

 

I just wanted to get out of here.

 

I turned around to go but I bumped into somebody.

 

"Sorry!"

 

I saw a petite beautiful girl looking at me.

 

"Beautiful..."

 

That's what I said. Damn that mouth, Jessica.

 

"Huh? Miss, are you okay?"

 

"I-I said, the wedding was beautiful," I replied blushing from the embarrassment.

 

What a lame excuse was that?!

 

 I face palmed myself in my mind.

 

"Ahhh. You're the maid of honor, right?"

 

She smiled at me. And for a second, I felt breathless.

 

What's happening to me?

 

"Y-Yeah."

 

I tried to smile.

 

"Oh by the way, I'm Kim Taeyeon, the wedding planner."

 

She held out her hand to me, smiling still.

 

I was surprised.

 

She's the wedding planner.

 

I remember what I said earlier.

 

'I should really thank the wedding planner later.'

 

"Thank you."

 

"Huh?" She asked, confused.

 

I smiled.

 

I really don't know what's happening with me but I felt a certain connection with her.

 

This isn't love at first sight but this isn't just one of those ordinary I-met-a-stranger-so-whatever times I had.

 

I knew deep inside me.

 

I'm happy I met her.

 

I thanked her not because of the wedding but because I found something in her.

 

I found hope.

 

Hope that maybe...just maybe I can still give another shot at love.

 

Or even a lot more shots if I can.

 

She tilted her head at me.

 

"Are you okay?"

 

I remembered that I was already spacing out. I smiled apologetically. Her hand is still held out for me.

 

"Sorry, I really zone out a lot," I said while scratching the back of my head.

 

She chuckled.

 

"You're weird."

 

I nodded. Maybe this day isn't really the end. It is just the beginning.

 

"Yeah. By the way, I'm Jessica, the maid of honor."

 

I grasped her hand.

 

She smiled charmingly at me.

 

I smiled once again.

 

I should really thank the wedding planner.

 

 

This is really is it.