Part 1: Lizzo

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The sun streamed in through the windows. "I love waking up next to you." said harry dreamily. Lizzo smiled up at him. "I can't believe you're going to be my wife." 

"Just two weeks till the wedding." Lizzo said with a gleam in her eye. Everything had gone so quickly. The wedding was creeping up on her faster then she could have imagined. There was so much to do. She had to order her bridesmaid gowns, choose a cake, order flowers, and hire a catering service. She was ready to open that bottle of tequila her song "Good as hell" claimed she'd been saving for herself. 

But since she was a procrastinator, and the last thing she wanted to do was face the day, she pulled the covers over her head and nestled in harry's arms. This didn't feel right. She had always preached that women didn't need men. That she put "The singgggg in single". What if she became another boring housewife. What if she had to put her career on hold and raise a family. What would her fans think? But Harry was perfect. And caring. So how come she couldn't shake the feeling she was making a mistake. This was all to much to think about. So she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

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