Addie
That sneaky Irish bastard had done it again. One would think after their own manhood had been threatened multiple times they would finally get the hint to do as they were told. I may not be the brightest crayon in the box but at least I'm smart enough to back off when threatened severely.

Ever since Kayla had introduced me to the bottled blond Irishman I knew he was going to one day marry her. What I didn't know was how soon it was going to be. Never the less anyone who takes five minutes to spend with them can always say they truly are meant for each other.

That's probably why at just 19 and 18 years old they are tying the knot. Part of me is still clinging to little hope of Niall and Kayla both running down to the court house to get married so I don't have wear a stupid dress tomorrow while watching them stare at each other like two dogs in heat. She better realize how much I love her for this.

With one deep breath I started to pound on my best friends door, “Damn it,Niall James Horan!I thought I told you that you can't see the bride before the wedding. This is now the third time I've had to kick you out of here!”.

I could hear his loud laughing from the other side. “Come on,Addie. Loosen up a little!I just wanna see me future bride for a wee little bit. Is that too much to ask,shorty?”.

I can't believe him. If I wasn't a hundred percent positive that his rabid fans or fiance would kill me without a second thought he'd be dead already.

“You have one of two options here. One you leave here willing or two I'm going to go get that oh so handy,buff manager of yours. We will see how lucky you are once Paul gets a hold of you!”.

“Oi why you always gotta make lucky comments at me,mate?”.

Now he is just stalling and I've reached my quota of bullshit for the day. With that final thought in mind I went to find my other favorite Irishman.

I know the relationship Niall and I have confuses most people. One minute we are insulting each other the next we are rooting together for Derby County football. I know once I find Paul he won't be happy having to drag Niall out of Kayla's hotel room for the third time in two hours. I hope this time the two Irishmen fight, my money is on Paul.

Once I was done searching the entire 18th floor for him I decide to go check the hotel restaurant. Maybe he is down there with Harry since he's the only groomsmen who’s here. After waiting what felt like an eternity on the elevator it's doors finally open up. I quickly realize Paul isn't with Harry.

Standing there in all of his 5'10 glory is the one and only Harry Styles. We have a love/hate relationship that was quickly put in place the day we met. Whether it's his need to constantly flirt with any female he sees or my low tolerance for over used pick up lines we typically can't find common ground.

“Styles,have you seen Paul anywhere?I've been looking all over for him”.

“Ya know ya chastise me for going after older women yet here ya are lookin for a married man. Shame on ya,shorty”. If he didn't talk so ridiculously slow or say things like this he may actually be attractive.

“Someone call the press! Harry Styles just used a big word for his wittle brain. Want a gold star for that?”

I should have never opened my mouth.“No but I can think of some other things I want.”. Is he seriously standing here right now implying what I think he's implying?

“Only in your wildest fantasies will anything remotely close to affection be shown from me to you,bro.”

“Why do you say bro so much?Very American of ya.” Yeah well at least it got that stupid smirk off of his face.

“Says the guy who uses words like bird to describe his girlfriend.”. Not sure if love will ever be apart of our relationship but hey I'm not complaining.

Just as the curly haired pop star was about to open his mouth most likely to say yet another stupid comment the man of the hour came from the stairwell.

“I don't know what you two are fighting about this time but you need to get out of the way. Haven't you heard the elevator beeping for the last five minutes?”.Honestly no,I’ve been busy trying to plan how Harry's death could look like an accident.

“Paul please come help me! Niall is in mine and Kayla's room again.”.

“Even after you threatened to make him an it?” At the mention of manhood removal Harry took a few steps away from me. Yeah better be scared Styles.

“Yes apparently all that bleach he's used finally started to kill his brain cells.”. With a shake of his head Paul motioned for me to follow back the way I came. After using my key to get in the room Paul made a one minute sign then walked towards Kayla's door. It wasn't until I went to get a coke from the fridge that I noticed Harry had invited himself into our room. He plopped on the couch then kicked his feet up on our living room table.

“Yeah just make yourself at home Styles. It's not like you're not about to be kicked out along with Lucky or anything”.

All I got was a cheeky grin and wink in return. I can totally see how most girls swoon over him with that charm just oozing from his pores. Defiantly a keeper.

It didn't take long to hear cursing coming from Kayla's room then Paul appearing with Niall thrown over his shoulder. This is why Paul will always be in my top favorite Irishmen.

“Harry let's go. Leave these two lassies alone. They won't be bothering you two anymore.”.

Before I had the chance to reply Lucky spoke up,” That's what you think!”.

Laughing while shaking my head I said,“Thanks Paul! I owe you one.”.

After Niall took the extra time to mouth 'fuck you' at me and Harry to hug Kayla then wink at me all three guys were out the door.

Finally Kayla and I can start our last day together as free women. “I'm thinking we should start with P.S I Love You first since your making me wear a dress and walk down the aisle with Styles. Only fair.” All I needed to see was that smile to know I had won. “Alright you win this round but your making it out to be much worse than what it really is.”

Notes

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