Wedding Planner

"You have got to be kidding me"
Were the words that came out of my mouth when I heard our lawyer said my mother's wish on her last will and testament.

Helen Mather, our family lawyer, just stared at me with that impassive look of hers before speaking again "Apparently I'm not Harris. It's either you manage the business or you get nothing"

My left eye twitched "But it's a wedding store for Christ's sake!" I hollered as I slammed my hands on the table and turned to glare at my sister who's on a giggling fit seemingly recovering from the jaw dropping news.

"Whatever. I don't care. I'm only paid to be your family's lawyer and to read auntie's last will, not help you in your dilemma" she said monotonously arranging the papers and putting it back in her briefcase. "So if you'll excuse me I have other business to attend to" she pushed her chair and stood up ready to leave.

"I'll see ya later Ally" she said to my sister opening the door to her sports car and revving up the engine.

Glancing over her shoulder she sent a sardonic smirk my way "Good luck Harris" she jeered before zooming away. "See ya Helen!" Ally shouted waving an arm.

I glared at the lavender Mercedes mentally burning it and wishing badly it would crash and burn anytime soon.There is just no way will I manage that wedding store and be a goddamn wedding planner.
No way in hell.

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Btw this story is by my friend (who I love dearly) and I, so I won't take all the credit

 

February

So what am I doing here shouting orders at people?
"Oi! That shouldn't be there!"
"No! The table cloths are supposed to be cerulean blue not sky blue for crying out loud!"
"Where are the lilies? These are pink camellias!"

Two years ago I wouldn't know the difference between cerulean blue and sky blue. Two years ago I wouldn't stand in the middle of a five star hotel yelling and organizing its ballroom. Two years ago I didn't know that flowers have a freakin' language. Two years ago I wouldn't fuss about cakes and dresses. Two years ago I didn't have to deal with women turning into monster whenever there's a glitch on an arrangement. And two years ago I wasn't a fucking wedding planner.

But just look at me now, sleep deprived and disheveled, shouting commands here and there. Speaking to people regarding weddings and worrying about stinkin' table cloths. A wedding planner and a guy for that matter.

The name's Nathen Harris, current owner of the most successful wedding store in America, Wedding Bells.

And before you ask, no I'm not gay.

Wedding Bells was owned by our family. The most famous and sought out wedding store in America.

(btw I'm not American  I just felt like making it in America)

Movie stars, pop stars, politicians and elites of the society. People line up in our reception area just to get a placement and for professional wedding planners to plan the wedding of their life. But of course we don't come cheap. If you can't pay our price then say good bye to your dream wedding.

This business was found by my parents. Well actually, mom, my dad was the photographer for the wedding they organize.

She always believed in fairy tales and happy endings and dad supported her on that.Simply put they're both saps.

Dad died on a car accident on a way to a wedding he was supposed to cover. After that mom kept the business running with the help of her best friend, aunt Marina. Then after sometime mom was detected with cancer and she passed away leaving the business for aunt Marina to handle. She didn't mind though until their family had to move to Australia. She didn't want to leave the business especially us but she has no choice.

In the end Wedding Bells was left to Ally and me and since none of us is capable of running it I decided to close it down.

Ally didn't want to but there's no other choice. She can't handle the business since her work as a model is draining her. I don't want to hire someone to manage it though. Not that I'm greedy or anything its just that I know that mom wouldn't want other people taking care of the business she and dad worked so hard to establish. And I–for god's sakes—I would not manage that darn thing even if it's the last career in the world. So in the end it's still going to close.

It was already decided when Helen barged in our house and read mom's last will indicating that she's handing the business to me and she wants me—me—to handle it. And it's either that or we get nothing.

I have to hand it to her she planned this well. She knew Ally can't handle the business due to her schedule and I would just shut it down. It's really her not wanting to put everything she's done to waste and now she's using the last wish card.

The ballroom suddenly became quiet and I don't have to turn around to know who has come. Helen just entered the function hall charging towards me like a mad bull, murder written in her eyes.

Now if I was a normal person I would've run for my life screaming the moment I saw even just the silhouette of Helen. But if there is something I've learned in two years of being a wedding planner that is how to deal with bridezillas without snapping at them and telling them to go to hell.

Who would've thought that the great Helen would be one of them?

"Harris what is this I heard that the band can't play in my wedding?" she asked and although she said it in an eerily calm manner you can still detect the tone that says she's about to rip my head off any minute. I sighed why didn't I continue in medical school?

"Helen" I said in equally calm tones "As much as I want you to have your perfect wedding the band can't play on your big day. They have a concert tour and can't be back until the month after your wedding"

I watch in amusement as I can seriously see the steam coming from her ears

She clenched her teeth in fury "Perfect wedding my ass. I don't care if they have to fly back here from the other side of the world. I want them to play on my wedding and if you can't make them—god forbid—I will castrate you" she growled menacingly.

I almost want to shudder. Almost "Relax Helen"

"Relax?! How can I relax when my wedding is in 3 weeks and my favorite band can't— "

"I asked another band, Rain if they can sing in your big day and they said yes" I cut her off smoothly.

"—and now this—wait did you just say Rain?" she said clearly stunned by my announcement. I nodded.

This seems to calm her down as she regained her nonchalant face and stared at me "Hn. I supposed he could suffice" she said.

'Suffice my ass' I thought rolling my eyes. If I knew better she's probably itching to shout and jump for joy, but then she's Helen she'd rather die than do that.

Our conversation ended in her exiting the humongous ballroom with a kind of glint in her eyes and I resuming in shouting orders at my people. Seriously what did Randy see in her?

 

March

"You may now kiss the bride"

Randy Nickels lifted Helen's veil and kissed her on the lips as loud cheers erupted.

I breathed a relieved sigh as soon as the ceremony was over.

"Finally the nightmare is over" I muttered to the groom and my best mate, Randy whose leaning at the railings beside me.

We're currently lounging in the balcony while the guests and his wife Helen, are eating.

Well the guests are eating, Helen is wolfing down the seafoods like there's no tomorrow.

He chuckled "Yep. You've done it again buddy" Randy said patting me on the back "You've overcome a nightmare yet again" he added shaking his head in an amused manner.

I smirked at him "I can't say the same to you though"

Randy cocked his head in confusion "Huh? Why?"

"Well, seeing as you just tied the knot with that she-devil your nightmare had just started"

He merely laughed at my comment "Don't be like that Nathan. You make it sound as if marrying is a horrible thing"

"In your case yes, yes it is"

Randy sported an amused face before punching me in the shoulders lightly. He laughed before shaking his head and saying "You know, it's weird"

I looked at him questioningly "What's weird?"

He shrugged and said "Well it's pretty ironic that you manage a business concerning weddings and yet you act as if weddings are superficial"

I sighed "I'm not saying its superficial Randy. I just think it's ridiculous to fuss over a thing that'll only happen for a day"

He laughed "That's the point Nathan! It only happens once so why not make it memorable?" he paused for a while looking thoughtful "You're just like that because you haven't found the one yet"

"The one what?"

"You know the one that'll turn your world upside down. The person who would make your heart skip a beat. You know, the one!"

I looked at him incredulously "You are such a sap"

He laughed before looking at me "Really Nathan it's not as bad as you think"

"Coming from the guy who married the girl who constantly blackmails him ever since we were 10." I drawled sarcastically.

He laughed again upon my statement "Yeah. Who would've thought?" he said sporting a wry smile.

For a while we just stood there enjoying each other's company and listening to the buzzing noise inside the ballroom until Helen approached us and called Randy.

I stayed behind wanting to enjoy the cool air and escape the fuss inside.

Before he entered back he looked over his shoulders and smiled at me "Seriously Nathan it wouldn't hurt to try" he said before disappearing into the crowd with Heleni.

I smirked and gave him a mock salute.Staring up the stars I smiled to myself. It's not like I didn't try.

 

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June

"Mr. Harris phone call from Miss Angela Peters regarding the bridesmaids' dresses"

"Mr Harris phone call from The Flower Palace about the Ted Masons wedding"

"Mr Harris the daughter of Mr. Mander called she said to cancel the reservation in Milladay"

"Mr. Harris the date—"

"Mr. Harris phone call—"

"Mr. Harris there's—"

I collapsed on my chair in exhaustion. Seriously what is up with June that makes every woman want to schedule their wedding at this month?

I sighed as I leaned on my chair and massaged my temples before resuming my paper work.

Half way through it, a knock was heard from my door

"Mr. Harris there's someone—"

"Didn't I tell you that I don't want to be disturbed right now?" I said not bothering to look up from my documents.

"But sir she said it's really important"

I snorted as I rolled my eyes 'Important my foot' I thought. She's probably one of those 'divas', as Ally put it, who thinks the world revolves around her. Self obsessed bitches.

"Tell whoever the hell they are to go set an appointment. I don't want to be disturbed" I said monotonously.

She looked reluctant and insisted once again. "Sir, she said she's an old friend of yours"

I would've laughed if I wasn't so worn out and if this isn't a normal scenario.

Resisting the urge to curse and shout at her, an exasperated sigh escaped my lips instead. Seriously, ever since I took this business people kept pretending to be close friends of mine or an old friend, an old classmate, colleagues and what not but heck like I give a damn about them. What do they take me for?

I glared at her and I heard a faint squeak before she closed the door to my office and scurried away back to her table.

Really this business is beating the shit out of me. The more you try to act polite and considerate not to mention be patient with them the more they push you in to your limits.

Last time I was so close, so close, on glaring on one of my clients and tell her to shut the hell up if only her fiancé, who was a good friend of mine, didn't show up to take her to dinner.

I was snapped out of my thoughts when I heard the door of my office open again.

I sighed ready to take my stress out on my secretary.

"Didn't I tell you that I don't want to be disturbed?" I asked growling slightly still not looking up "Whoever they are this time tell them to go the hell away and—"

"Go the hell away?"

I was interrupted by a very familiar voice as I suddenly looked up and was gobsmacked with what I saw.

"That is so like you scaring people away Nathan" said the voice amusedly.

There standing in front of me was the last person in this world who I thought I'd see again.And the only person who I would ever love and care for.