My Only One

Saturday morning, Lexie got up and got ready, then drove to Isabelle's house to pick her up. They were going for their final dress fittings for the wedding today, then everything for it was sorted. They drove to the shopping centre and headed for the bridal store. They were taken into the back of the store where they had to get into their dresses.

Lexie's wedding dress was strapless and white. It hugged her curves perfectly at the top then flared out more at her waist, down to the floor.

"Girl, you look gorgeous," Isabelle said as she picked her own dress off the rack.

"I think it needs to be made a bit bigger around my chest, my boobs can barely breath," Lexie said glancing down.

"Boobs don't need to breath," Isabelle said laughing.

"Yeah well, they're kinda crushed," Lexie said, laughing as well. The shop assistant came out and retook her measurements, then Lexie had to strip out of the dress while she ajusted it. So she wasn't just standing there in her underwear, she wrapped herself in one of the silk dressing gowns kept there.

"By the way, there's something I've been meaning to tell you," Isabelle said as she started getting her dress on. Some people think that Lexie and Isabelle are lesbians because of how close they are, but they're not, obviously. They're just close friends, like sisters really, and they don't see the point in being embarassed around each other; they're both girls.

"What is it?" Lexie asked.

"I got Jack's number yesterday and I asked him to come out with us today. He should be here now actually," she replied.

"What?" Lexie asked in shock. "He's coming to the bridal store?"

"Yep," Isabelle said. "Can you do my zip?"

Lexie got up and pulled the zip up on Isabelles dress, just as the shop assistant came back in with Lexie's dress and she said, "There's a man here called Jack who said he knows you, is he alright to come in?"

"Yeah, it's fine," Lexie said and took her dress in her arms.

The shop assistant left and then about 10 seconds later, Jack walked in. He was wearing black skinny jeans, Nike high tops and a Glamour Kills shirt.

"Are you really just wearing a robe to your wedding?" Jack asked, gesturing to her clothes.

She chuckled, "Obviously not. I'm just wearing this so I'm not in my underwear. I'll just go put my dress on."

Jack sat down on the nearest chair and Lexie went behind a curtain to get changed. She was fine with Isabelle seeing her getting changed, but now Jack was here. That would just be awkward.

"Isabelle, can you zip me up?" Lexie asked, stepping out into the room. Isabelle nodded and pulled up the zip at the back of her dress. "This is better. I have room now."

"That is one fancy dress, Lexie," Jack said.

She twirled in her dress, feeling the fabric and looking at herself in the mirror. "It's not really that fancy. It's just kind of poofy."

Jack laughed, "I take it Isabelle is your maid of honour?"

"Yep," Lexie said. Since Isabelle was her only bridesmaid, Lexie had let her pick whatever dress she wanted. Her dress was a lilac colour and made of silk. It had halter straps and the material clung to her body like a waterfall, trailing down to the floor.

Isabelle was turning in front of the mirror to see herself in the dress. It was backless and showed off the butterfly tattoo she had at the small of her back.

Lexie looked at Jack who was staring at Isabelle, his eyes trailing up and down her body in appreciation. She saw his eyes stop at her tattoo and swear she saw him bite his lip.

Lexie sat down in one of the chairs, being careful of her dress and sighed. "How's Alex?" she asked.

Jack turned his eyes away from Isabelle and said, "Hungover."

"Should I not have come to see you guys?" she asked quietly.

"No! I'm glad you did, I missed you all those years," he said.

"But now with Alex, I've just gone and hurt him again," she said sighing.

"It's not your fault. He shouldn't be mad at you for being engaged."

"Yeah, he shouldn't be," Isabelle said, trying a pair of heels on. "I get that he still loves her, blah blah blah, but he should at least try and be happy for her."

"Izzy!" Lexie said appaled.

"She's right, actually," Jack said. "You're with someone else, there's nothing he can do about that. He can't really expect you to have not moved on in 5 years..."

"Yeah but I feel awful," Lexie said.

"He'll get over it, trust me," he said.

The shop assistant came back in and said, "Is everything okay with the dresses?"

"Yes," Lexie said. "Everything's sorted with them now. Thank you. We'll just get changed back out of them."

The woman nodded and went back out. Lexie grabbed her clothes and got changed in the dressing room, being careful to hang up her wedding dress so it didn't get creased or anything. She came back out and left the dress on it's hanger and walked out with Jack and Isabelle, where they headed for Starbucks to have some catch up time.

"Are you two coming to the show tonight? It's our last one of this tour," Jack said, as they sat down at a table.

"I don't know, do you think it's a good idea?" Lexie asked.

"Just because you're not really talking to Alex doesn't mean you can't hang with us," Jack pointed out.

"Yeah I know, but I don't want to create any tension between you guys or anything."

"You won't, don't worry," he said. "We all want you there!"

"Come on, Lexie. It'll be fun," Isabelle said. "We can go out and party afterwards."

"Yeah, but I can't get too drunk. We're flying back to the US tomorow morning," Jack said.

"When are you going to be back over here?" Lexie asked.

"Dunno," Jack said. "We'll probably be back during the week leading up to our new album release and then we're playing festivals and stuff in the summer."

Lexie bit her lip, thoughtfully, "Do you wanna come to the wedding?"

"What date is it?" he asked.

"The 2nd of April. 3 weeks today, actually," she replied.

"I'd love to go. I'll have to check with Matt about our tour schedule and everything though," he said. "Are you going to ask Alex?"

She laughed without humour, "I don't think he would appreciate that, do you?"

"Well I'll ask him if you want. We'll have to come down here during a couple days off from tour, so he'll most likely be with us anyway," Jack said, then he paused, looking thoughtful. "Do you wanna come out on tour with us?"

Lexie nearly spat her coffee everywhere, "What?"

"Well the wedding is a few weeks away, you could just come with us for one or two weeks," he said.

"I can't do that!" Lexie said.

"Why not?" Isabelle said. "It's just like going on a holiday and you can spend some time with the guys. You haven't seen them for about 5 years."

"You can come too, Isabelle," Jack said, smiling.

"Ooh, really?" Isabelle said, excitedly. "Well then we're definately going! It'll be a blast, come on!"

"What about work, though?" Lexie asked.

"Don't worry about Miller," Isabelle said. "I'll sweet talk him," she said with a wink.

Lexie laughed, "I forgot about your little fling with him."

"Who's Miller?" Jack asked.

"Thomas Miller is our boss," Lexie said. "Isabelle had a little thing going on with him last year."

"Yeah and now all I have to do is flutter my eyelashes and he'll do whatever I want him to," Isabelle said with a smirk. "He still thinks we have a chance at getting back together."

Jack looked as though he too, would do anything Isabelle wanted if she fluttered her eyelashes at him and Lexie fought the urge to laugh.

"Okay," Lexie said. "I'll just have to sort things out with Jonathan."

"He'll be fine with it," Isabelle said confidently. "We'll have to sort flights and stuff out later. Oh my god, we have to pack and everything! What time is your flight?"

"9 o'clock," Jack said, looking alarmed at Isabelle who was now freaking out.

"Well then we have to go immediately!" Isabelle shouted and yanked on Lexie's arm pulling her up, then grabbed Jack as well.

Lexie drove Isabelle home where she rushed into her house to pack her things and said she would go see Miller, as well as booking their flights. Jack came with Lexie to her house; he wanted to meet Jonathan.

"You're different," Lexie said as they pulled up in the driveway.

"In what way?" he asked.

"You're more mature, older," she said.

"Well yeah, I'm 22 now," he said, grinning.

"You know what I mean," she said laughing.

"I'm still the crazy Jack you used to know," he said with a wink. "Don't worry."

"I'm glad," she said smiling and got out of the car, heading for the door.

Jonathan was sitting at the computer table and looked up when he saw her walk in. "Hey, you get the dresses sorted?"

"Yep, everything's fine with them now," she said then stepped aside so that Jack was visible. "This is Jack, I've told you about him."

Jonathan looked startled at first but said, "Hey, nice to meet you."

"You too, dude," Jack said and fist-bumped him.

"You coming to the wedding?" he asked.

"Yeah, hopefully," Jack said. "I need to talk to our tour manager about it, but it should be fine."

"Awesome," Jonathan said.

"Jonathan, there's something I need to ask you. To see if you would be okay with it," Lexie said, sitting on the table next to him.

"What's up?" he asked.

"Well Jack has asked me if me and Isabelle would wanna go on tour with them for a couple of weeks. I haven't seen them for years," she said, kind of nervous about his reaction.

"When would you be going?" Jonathan asked.

"Tomorow morning. They'll fly back the week before the wedding," Jack said. "It's only for a couple of weeks."

"Yeah, it's fine if you wanna go. It'll be good for you, I think, to spend some time with your old friends," Jonathan said.

"Really? You don't mind?" she asked.

"Why would I mind? It's not like I could stop you going, is it?" he said, chuckling.

"Yay!" she shouted and kissed him hard. "I've got to go pack!"