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Once up on an Us Shopping
As Nick and I walked the aisles looking for rice, he paused."How do you think rice for its name? Rice, that's such a weird word."I read to him what other information on my phone said about rice."Did you Google it?""Yes.""I love how you keep up with my antics.""I love your antics."Nick looked around before smiling at me."What do you say we have a little fun?""We are not having sex in a supermarket."Nick laughed, "that never crossed my mind, but now that you mention it.""No.""Fine, original plan." He pointed at the cart."You want me to get in?"He nod."This is a bad idea." I said, getting in any way.Nick pushed the cart down the aisle so fast, I covered my face with my hands while squealing, afraid that you might collide with a shelf.But he spun the cart around at the last minute, going back down the aisle at full force again.Lost in the moment, the both of us forgot where we were and why we were there.We goof around like two unsupervised kids."Chips for the Royal one
Once up on an Us The proposal
"Damn it." I said, feeling like throwing my measuring tape down.Instead, I settled on sitting on the floor of the small room off to the side of the house, trying to concentrate on a few new dress designs.Whomever thought that dressmaking and designing was easy, have another thing coming, especially when it came onto wedding dresses.I stood up again, leaning my head to the side, leering at the half dressed mannequin that seemed to be mocking my creative style."Come on, you stupid material, make sense." I talked as if it had life.I had a deadline to meet in making five new dresses, and this is not cutting it.I'm having a major mind block. It's like being constipated but of creativity.I groaned and threw my scissors down."I can't do this," I told myself.Just then, Nick pushed the door open, making his way over to his desk with blueprints. He dropped them down, then turned to me dramatically."Why arth thou looking soth gloomily?" He spread an arm.I laughed, then sulked. "The cr
Once up on an Us The wedding
I don't know why my arm pits get sweaty when I'm nervous, but it does. Right now I had half a box of tissue stuffed under my arms to prevent sweat stains from messing up my dress.Nessa snapped a photo of me as I was checking to see if any of it managed to get through."Nessa." I pushed the camera away."Just something for the grandkids," she snapped another photo."Come selfie," she pulled me close and snapped two photos of us. In one, I gave a big smile and in the other; I kissed her on the cheek."Are you sure you want to give your life away like this? No more being single, no more picking up guys.""That is all you Nessa, and it is totally fine if you are starting to like Rickie.""Oh my God, no," Nessa placed her head in her hands. "I'm not falling for the guy.""Says the girl who now goes out on picnics, wears matching outfits together and sleeps over.""Oh God, it's getting worst." Nessa shook her head."No, it's getting good. It's ok to like someone." I told her."I know, but
Once up on an Us The honeymoon
"Everyone knows that I'm not good with speeches, but I'll do my best on this.“ Jackson paused. "I am not one to believe in love, but I think I do now, thanks to Nicholas and Reign. Their type of love is the type that you have to admire, even though it makes you sick. But you can see how they look at each other. They gave me a new and perspective meaning to love." When Jackson finished, he raised a glass towards us then came off the small stage. After our reception and cheesy well wishes, Nicholas and I checked into the hotel we had booked weeks ago. "Looks better than the brochures." Nick said when our limo pulled up to the Marriott hotel. "Much better." I agreed. "Honeymoon suite." The receptionist smiled, handing us the keys. Nick carried me on his back the rest of the way to our room. With both of us still dressed in our wedding attire. "Oh, wow." I gazed around the room. All decorated in blue and white. With pink and red rose petals and chocolate in the shape of a heart o
Once up on an Us Helping each other
Nick came rushing into the workroom the moment he got home."What's the emergency?""I'm freaking out!" I pulled at my hair, then began talking in French."Calm down, calm down. You know I don't fully understand English, much less another language."That got me to pause."Good, and you're smiling too. So what's the problem?""Rihanna asked me, personally, to make two dresses for a movie premiere for her. We shouldn't have gone on that extra honey moon, now all this work gave piled up."Nick placed a hand on his hip, obviously not understanding the dilemma or urgency."I don't even know how she got my number. That's not important though. What is, is that she called today and wants them by Sunday. This Sunday."Nick nod, then realisation dawned on his face. "Oh, that's so short notice, and you deserved that time off. You work so hard.""Exactly.""Don't worry, I'll help," he made a gesture with his hands.Together we pulled an all nighter, drinking maybe two gallons of coffee, taking no
Once up on an Us The impact
Remember that part in the movie where Tom Hanks was playing Forrest Gump? He was sitting on a bench and talking to a woman. He said 'life is like a box of chocolate. You never know what you are going to get.'‘Well, he was right, with life you just never know what you are going to get.’"Ok, I'll see you guys tomorrow." I said to my store manager."One more thing before you go. Remember that the forty-year-old virgin has another dress fitting tomorrow.""I'll be here to assist with that." I told Franco.I looked at my watch, thinking that I was going to be late for my date with Nick."Bye.""Enjoy your date with Mr Fine." Franco called after me."I will." I called back.Nick and I did this thing once a month, going back to the cafe where we had our first date. Getting the same thing each time, it was our way of keeping our love alive.My phone buzzed with a message from Nick."Can't wait to see you."I sent him back a message, letting him know I was leaving now and would be there shor
Once up on an Us The impact 2
I heard voices that caused me to swim in and out of consciousness.I opened my eyes to blinding bright lights, then immediately closed them. Only to have someone forcing both my eyelids open to shine lights in them.I tried to push the person away, but my hands and body overall felt heavy.I could hear intangible voices, then the feeling of being moved.I didn't feel like myself. It felt as if I was floating.I looked around the room to see where I was, then I remembered.Nick, oh God Nick.I tried to talk, to ask for him, only to find that a tube of some sort was in my mouth. One which wasn't there when I just came to the hospital.Tears burnt my eyes as I thought of the worst.'Like, why do I have a tube down my throat?''Was Nick ok?'I closed my eyes again, willing my tears to stop, telling myself that Nick was ok, he had to be ok.He can't just leave me like this. I can't lose him, not now.He's my sanity. I can't go through this again.Why does life have to be this cruel to me?
Once up on an Us Sleeping with you on my mind
I picked at my burger and fries, not feeling in the mood to eat anything. Even though I was hungry, I just couldn’t bring myself to consume the food.The only thing I managed to get down was the blue coconut slush."Do you want me to sleep over?" Nessa offered."No, I just need a little time for myself. I'll call you in the morning." I told her."Ok.""Remember to take your pills." Nessa said, pointing at the brown paper bag that was on the counter."I will."Nessa kissed my cheek, "see you in the morning.""Hang in there punk." Rickie said, ruffling my hair.When they left, I dumped the rest of my slush, then took my pills with some water.After that, I took a shower, had a long cry before putting on one of Nick's shirt and curling up in bed.I stared at his picture on the bedside table, praying that he will wake up and be ok.For the first time in so long, I was laying in my loft and in my bed alone.There was no warmth to search for, no heavy breathing or soft snoozes.I closed my
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