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Imperfectly Perfect

Short story By: littlemissromance13
Romance


Elisha always wanted a happily ever after. The only problem was that no guy fit her list for perfect. But when she meets Drake everything in her world is changes, completely.

**This is for Lemonadefreak's "Tears of Joy and Loves a Pain Contest"**


Submitted:May 20, 2012    Reads: 96    Comments: 2    Likes: 3   


I know that they say "come to love not by finding the perfect person, but by seeing an imperfect person perfectly." Personally, I don't agree. You see, I think that everybody has an idea of what they want in a mate. Maybe my list is a little too literal, but hey, I want to find my knight in shining armor, my prince charming.

It all started at my best friend Lucy's wedding. She didn't think she would be getting married. Actually, she was my only friend who said she didn't ever want to get married. And then she met Jesse. Gosh they were completely different, but damn were they perfect for each other. They did every cheesy thing in the book. They finished each other's sentences, they laughed at each other's jokes, and they were ever so romantic with each other.

We stood in the dressing room. Lucy, Haley, Courtney, Stephanie, and I were applying our makeup. Lucy was a nervous wreck. But she looked every so beautiful in her bright white wedding dress. It was long, with a sweetheart neckline. She had a beautiful vale that covered her face, but not completely. I knew for a fact that Jesse was going to go crazy when he saw her.

All four of us bridesmaids had pretty simple dresses. It was strapless light pink, high-low dress. That's it. I loved how simple the dress was because I didn't feel like I wasted my money on a dress. When Lucy showed us the dresses I knew that I would probably wear it again.

"It's show time!" the wedding planner practically yelled in excitement.

Lucy held onto her bouquet of flowers for dear life. Her father stood next to her, holding onto her arm. I was first to walk down the aisle. I was pretty nervous because this was my first time being a maid of honor. Lucy reassured me that everything would be all right. And I trust her word.

Once all four of us girls were in our spots, everybody stood up, and faced the back. The bridal song played as Lucy made her grand entrance. The look on Jesse's face warmed my heart. I want a man to look at me like that.

As soon as she reached Jesse, her father kissed her cheek. Jesse took Lucy's hands and told her she was the most beautiful girl in the world. God, I felt like crying. As they said their vows I couldn't help but tear up. I'm nearing 27 and I'm still single. All of my friends now are married and I am the odd one out.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss your bride."

I still couldn't help but smile. I was so happy for Lucy and Jesse. But deep down inside I was eating myself alive. All I could think about was my time. When is it going to be my time? I've wanted to have a fairy tale ending for as long as I can remember. And here I am, still single and lonely.

As we walked back down the aisle we link arms with the groomsmen. I get the best man. He's very attractive. He has brown hair, big, bright brown eyes, and perfectly tanned skin. Oh and he is at least six feet one.

He looks down at me and smiles. I smile back at him and then just continue walking ahead. Lucy and Jesse are in the hallway of the church laughing and talking to the bridesmaids and groomsmen.

"So I take you're Elisha the maid of honor?" the best man asks.

"That would be me. And you are?"

"I'm Drake."

I smile and nod not knowing what to say next. Drake walks away from me and puts his arms around Stephanie. I don't know why, but I just didn't like it. I didn't like it one bit. And it scared me because I didn't know anything about Drake.

*

The wedding continued. We all got seated and ate dinner. It was a very romantic atmosphere. I got lucky and got to sit next to Drake. But he didn't even bother to talk to me. He was too busy drinking his beer.

"So Elisha, tell me about your life," Drake randomly asks.

"Well, I'm 26 years old, I am single, I live in an apartment on the East side, my only family is my little sister Ella, I'm a nurse, and yeah."

Drake burst out into laughter. I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do. I just sat in my chair and looked down at my plate. I'm guessing my life is an embarrassment.

"What do you do in your free time?"

I swallowed my last bit on wine and said, "I like to read, watch movies, listen to music, go shopping, and hang out with my friends, cook, and run."

"Gosh Elisha, you're so boring!" Drake bluntly said.

"Wow, thank you so much. No need to be a jerk."

"I'm not being a jerk. I'm being honest. Don't you ever cut lose? Or are you one of those girls that just sits around waiting for something to happen?"

He hit it on the nose. But it didn't mean that it didn't hurt. Drake was being so unnecessarily rude and I don't know why.

"Aw, you're the second one aren't you Elisha?!"

I didn't say anything more. At this moment I was nothing more but embarrassed and angry. How come every guy that I found the least bit attractive had to be a jerk?

"Do you want a fairy tale ending Elisha?"

"Why don't you guess Drake? You've gotten everything right so far," I replied irately.

"Do you really think that a guy is going to sweep you off your feet?"

I nodded. Drake just looked at me like I was completely out of it. And then he laughed louder than he did before when I told him about me. He was nothing that I wanted in a guy. I want somebody who was handsome, funny, sweet, romantic, caring, respectful, honest, loving, responsible, and somebody who liked me for who I am. This guy was definitely not him.

"You know Drake, what are you doing with your life? What do you do in your free time? How come you're at a wedding? How come you're here all by yourself and being a complete asshole to me? What did I ever do to you? What did this girl do to you?" I practically yelled.

I didn't wait for any answers. I just got up and walked right out of the room.

When I got outside I found a playground. It made me smile. I've always missed the innocence of childhood. I walked over to the swing set and sat down in the red swing. As I began to swing I felt free, I felt like a kid again. My dress was flying with me and I loved the feeling. As the swing slowed down I looked over to my right and saw Drake. His bowtie was undone and he looked like a hot mess.

"What are you doing out here?" I asked calmly.

"I needed some fresh air. And I wanted to apologize. And tell you that you're right. I'm not better than you. I have a shitty job, only a small amount of good friends, boring hobbies, and my heart got broken by a girl I knew I shouldn't have trusted."

"I forgive you. And I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have gone off on you like that."

"I'm glad that you went off on me like that. Would you ever want to get a drink with me sometime?" he asked with a cute, childish smile.

I know I should have said no because I saw nothing in him. But my heart told me that it was a good idea. And so I told him yes.

*

It was a week after Lucy and Jesse's wedding. Drake invited me out to get that drink with him. I was actually quite excited. I felt like a schoolgirl again. I even went home early to shower, put on my makeup, and pick out an outfit.

I settled on a plain black top, a fitted pink skirt, and black pumps. My black hair was to the side and I kept my makeup minimal. I felt pretty for once.

Drake was already at the bar when I arrived. He looked just as good as he did a week ago. He was wearing a light blue, almost white button up shirt, plain blue jeans, and black boots. His hair was a bit messy, but it worked for his look.

"Hey, sorry I'm late," I said while removing my white coat.

"It's all right. You look beautiful."

"Aw, thank you. You look handsome."

The night went on. We had lost count of how many beers we drank. And soon enough, we were in my car on our way to my place.

Drake walked with me up to my apartment door. He looked me in the eyes and then leaned in. I closed my eyes and suddenly his lips were on mine. The feeling was completely different than anything I have ever felt before. He put his hands firmly around my waist and I couldn't help but place mine around his neck. I played his the back of his hair. He began to kiss down my neck and I let out a soft moan. I needed his lips back on mine, and so I went for it. He groaned and then slowly, released from the kiss.

I unlocked my door and together we continued what we started.

*

The sunlight burned my eyes. My head was throbbing and I felt like there was a heavy weight on my stomach. When I finally was able to open my eyes, I saw the perfectly tanned arm on my stomach. I turned to my right and saw Drake. He was peacefully asleep. I knew I made a mistake. I shouldn't have gone out with him.

He was attractive, and funny. But I know deep down inside that he isn't right for me. And I am not ready to have yet another broken heart. I'm ready for somebody who is marriage material.

I quickly got out of my bed and ran to the bathroom. I turned on the shower and got in just as quickly. I washed away all evidence of Drake.

When I returned to my bedroom, Drake was sitting up on my bed waiting for me. He had the most gorgeous smile on his lips and it made my heart skip a beat.

"Good morning."

I smiled back. "Thank you. Um, I think you should leave."

Drake's smile completely left his face. "I didn't think of this as a one night stand Elisha."

"I know. I like you Drake. But I'm not looking to get my heart broken again. I want somebody who I can marry. And you just aren't that guy."

Drake got up from the bed and grabbed all of his clothes. "Is that how you see me?"

"I've dated too many of you."

"Elisha have you ever thought about what I think?"

I didn't even answer him. I just continued to stand in the same place. Why was this so hard for me? I've dated a lot of guys who are exactly like Drake. But why did this feel like my heart was already breaking? The funny thing is, I don't even know Drake that well but I felt like I was already falling him.

"Fine, be this way Elisha. But you should know that I really like you. Damn I like you. I don't think I have had an actually normal thought except for you this last week. I practically counted the days until I got to see you. And I still feel like a complete idiot for being so brutally mean to you at Lucy and Jesse's wedding. All I'm saying Elisha, is I want to be with you. And I have never had thoughts like this before. Honestly, I see a future with us. I am already falling in love with you."

Tears were falling from my eyes. I couldn't stop them anymore. But they weren't sad tears. They were the opposite. What Drake said made me so happy. Deep down inside I knew that being with Drake was a stupid, stupid idea, I ignored it. For the first time in my life I listened to what my heart was telling me. And it was telling me exactly what Drake told me.

"I think I'm falling for you too."

Drake walked over to me and wrapped his arms around my waist. I looked up into his gorgeous brown eyes and I smiled. He used his thumb to whip away my tears. And then he swooped down and put his perfect lips onto mine. The feeling was nothing I could ever explain. It was complete and utter bliss.

*

So now that I told you the story, I feel better. My hair is perfectly curled and to the side, my makeup has not one flaw, and I'm wearing my dream Princess wedding dress. I'm going to marry to guy that I met at my best friend's wedding. He isn't anything that I pictured my future husband to be. He's more than that.

I pick up my light pink flowers, take in a deep breath, and walk across the rope, wood, and string bridge. I take a quick look back and smile. I'm a few steps away from being a wife.

Drake is absolutely imperfectly perfect. And that makes it all the better, because he's my perfect.





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