Kayla
"No!" I cried as Addie reached over and ripped my cell phone out of my hands. I pouted at her as she slipped the device into her pocket and smirked triumphantly.

"Quit whining," she commanded. "This is our last night together as roommates, and we're supposed to spend it watching sappy movies and reminiscing, not with you texting Niall the whole time!"

"But I miss him! You had him kicked out earlier, remember? You won't let me see him, so I should at least get to talk to him."

She shook her head and folded her arms across her chest. "Kayla, you're marrying the boy tomorrow. You're gonna have the rest of your lives to see and talk to each other, so I think you'll survive this one night."

"Yeah, but still," I muttered. "One day you'll be in a relationship, and you'll know what it feels like to be away from someone. It's really not a good feeling at all, Addie."

"Well, I'm not in a relationship now, so there's no need for me to worry about how bad it feels. Right now, I'm just concerned with spending this last little bit of time with you."

I couldn't help but laugh at her dramatic tone. "You're talking like I'm gonna die or something. Just because I'm getting married doesn't mean we're not gonna be best friends anymore!" I stood from my spot on the couch and walked into the kitchen to find something to eat. I grabbed a can of root beer from the fridge and a bag of chips from the cabinet before walking back to the living room. "And I think I'm gonna hook you up with somebody once Niall and I get settled. You deserve a man. Harry would be good for you."

Addie rolled her eyes and scoffed at me. "I thought you said I deserve a man. Harry Styles is nothing but an overgrown child."

I frowned at her. "Addie, can't you go easy on him for once? Harry's really a good guy, and you know it. And you get all shy around him, so I know that you kind of like him."

"You're insane." Even though she shook her head in denial, her cheeks turned a deep red, confirming my suspicion.

"See? You've totally got the hots for him," I said. "You should ask him out."

After this, Addie quickly changed the subject back to the wedding. I quickly forgot about the conversation concerning Harry, considering the wedding had been the only thing on my mind for months.

"How did you know?" she asked. "How did you know that Niall was who you wanted to marry?"

I giggled softly as I thought of my future husband. "Okay, this is going to sound kinda weird, but it's the truth. Niall and I had been together for about three months, and we'd went out to dinner one night. He was dropping me of here at the end of the night, and he gave me a hug just before he left. There was something about that hug, the way his arms felt, the way he sighed really loud when he let me go...I can't really explain it, I just knew."

"Damn you and your adorable stories," I heard Addie mutter as she jammed her hand into her pocket. She pulled out my cell phone and tossed it into my lap. "Text your little leprechaun right now. Now I feel bad for taking you away from him tonight."

I laughed at her and put my phone aside. "I think he and I will both be alright tonight. We have best friend stuff to do."

We spent the rest of the night talking about anything and everything, reminding me of the way we'd been in high school. It broke my heart to think we could possibly never have another night like that. As much as I didn't want to admit it, I knew that after I was married I wouldn't have as much time to spend with her.

It was when I crawled into bed that night when my thoughts really began to race. First about my relationship with Addie, and how a part of me felt bad for moving out. I almost felt as though I was bailing on her. We'd been best friends for years, and now I was just leaving her behind.

In my heart, I knew this wasn't really the case. We were both grown up, and I was just taking one step further into adulthood by marrying Niall. I loved him more than I'd ever loved anyone, and truly wanted to spend the rest of my days with him.

As my thoughts turned to Niall, a new set of worries came to my mind. I knew a lot of people were concerned that we were much to young to face the responsibilities of becoming husband and wife, and ever though I'd never paid them much attention, I sometimes worried that Niall did. I wondered what would happen if he somehow decided right before the wedding that he wasn't ready and took off.

I tossed and turned for what seemed like hours, unable to find sleep. Addie was going to kill me if I looked exhausted the next day, but my thoughts were racing too much and keeping me awake. I told myself over and over that it was just my nerves getting to me, and everything was going to be fine.

It was well after two in the morning when I finally dozed off, still convincing myself the Addie would be fine and Niall wouldn't run.