It was two days before Blake's wedding and as it was getting nearer I was shitting it more and more. We were sitting on my sofa, playing PlayStation as usual when he looked up. “I’ve got something to tell you" he whispered and I turned to him, my wedding anxiety kicking in. I nearly chuckled to myself it wasn’t even my wedding but I wanted it to be fucking perfect for him and Stacey. “Go on". I muttered, throwing the controller down.“Olivia’s coming to the wedding and she’s booked the hotel". I groaned standing up, no, no please don't tell me this is happening. I had successfully managed to ignore Olivia for five years. Wanting her to move on without me, someone who wasn’t good for her. I knew Blake kept in contact with her but it was too painful for me to do that. “Blake man" I groaned, rubbing my face with my hands. “Look, maybe you two can actually talk and remember you were friends!” he said looking over the sofa at me. “Is she bringing anyone?” I sputtered out.“No, she had
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