Chapter 55 - Hen Parties and stag do

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Chapter 55 - Hen parties and stag do's

As the wedding was coming closer and closer by the day only

2 weeks,

14 days,

336 hours

20,160 minutes

until my wedding. Until the day I changed my last name and became a part of the Styles Family. This day was all I could wish for. The day where I would walk down the aisle with my two beautiful children beside me and that handsome man waiting for me at the bottom.

My mind wondered off into a trance while I thought of what my 'big day' would be like.

The ringing of the door bell knocked me out of my trance as I jumped from my seat in front of the television dressing in a pair of Harry's grey tracksuit bottoms and a plain white t-shirt from my draw. I set my cuppa on the coffee table in front of my and walked with a bonce towards the door of our house.

I could hear little talks coming from the other side of the door ad that meant only one group of people would be here. The girls.

Tonight as you will soon find out is my hen Party. (A/N anyone who doesn't know what a hen party is it is basically a party a bride to be has to celebrate her last chances of going out without being married) You might all be thinking or wondering where I had left my two darling children. Well here's the story. Anne had offered to look after them both as She had found a new love in her heart for them. Every since that day where I first left her with them while me and Harry went looking for a wedding venues. She's a darling.. a true darling to them both and I thank her for that. My parents would never dream of wanting to take them in like that. My parents thought I was too young to have a child and basically abandoned me. Leaving me to myself .

Anyways back to my story enough of my worthless parents who don't give a tiny hoot about me (A/N I know its another authors note but just saying my parents adore me and haven't abandoned me) I opened the door to find exactly who I expected. The girls. just before I offered them all in they decided to let themselves in. I let out a little giggle before following them all into where I was first sat in the living room watching Jeremy Kyle. 

They all took their seats on the 3 different chairs waiting to hear what was planned for the hen party. Little did they know I knew nothing about this hen party either. Harry had decided to do the Hen party while I had decided to do his stag do. This way I would know what he's up to and he would have an idea what I was up to. I had decided on a night out in the town in a few clubs and bars with a few drinks on the house in each bar. You might think I'm crazy letting my soon to be husband out with an alcohol beverage in a club full of woman much prettier than me but I just harry. I trust him with all my heart that he wouldn't attempt anything with anyone except the lads. I don't mind that its just typical banter between them.

I had thrown in a few little outfits for them to wear. Anne helped me pick a few outfits for them all to wear to make it a hilarious night for harry and for him to hopefully remember. I just know at one point in the night I will be getting a phone call from harry telling me he loves me. It happens every time. I'm glad it happens though. It shows me he's not actually to drunk to not remember who his fiancé is and that he can actually read the small print on his phone to see my number and his drunken words then begin to sound.

The girls getting talking and laughing while I tell them ill be right back I just needed to change. I popped up to my bedroom and into my wardrobe finding what would be the best outfit to wear for a hen do. I had told harry I didn't want anything to over the top and nothing to extravagant. I asked for something simple and nothing to money costing but knowing harry that will be completely different.

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 21, 2013 ⏰

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