"Ryan's pov."
I sigh, as I run my fingers through my hair, loosening my hair out of the gel.
"Ryan!" My sister yells angrily, she has turned into quite the bride-zilla today.
"Sorry." I mutter, as I slowly take my hands away from my head.
"Hey." Darcy says, causing us both to turn.
For the third time, I see her in that dress, and for the millionth time, I become a stuttering mess.
"Darcy!" My sister yells, looking stressed out.
"Holly!" She yells back, and my sister laughs. She. Laughs. It was that easy?
"Excited?" She asks, and i've never seen my sister nod that fast.
"As long as you don't talk about your honeymoon, i'm good." She adds, and my sister chuckles.
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"Where's the Fiance?" I ask, bitterly as I sit across the table from Darcy. So what if it took a few drinks to get the gut?
"On tour." She says simply, turning to look at me.
"Dance with me?" I blurt, before I think about what i'm saying.
"From maid of honor to best man." I add, and she chuckles.
"Sure." She says, going to stand up.
"No!" I say, a little too loudly, causing her to look confused, raising an eyebrow.
"I've always wanted to do this." I say, grinning, and causing her to frown.
"May I have this dance?" I ask, cheekily as I bow down.
"Yes, kind sir." She says, taking my hand, and leading me to the floor.
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FanfictionSEQUEL TO Darcy Anne Styles. She Had Her Dad Back, She Had Her Almost Husband, And Her Almost Step Daughter. But On The Night Of Their Wedding, Something Tragic Happen's, And Changes Them All. Suddenly, Darcy Doesn't Know What To Do, And Luke Doesn...
