Part 1: The Hen Party

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Todays date was the 1st of February, fourteen days before Nick and Carla's wedding, the wedding that they had only ever dreamed of. Carla Connor who was Mrs Tilsley in the making was preparing for her hen party, at first she hadn't liked the idea as she would much rather have spent it in with Nick however, her best friend and Michelle had talked her around. She looked staggeringly beautiful In a black, dress which came just above the knee also complimented her idyllic figure perfectly. She had paired the dress with her leather jacket and wore a pair of red stiletto heels to give her that extra height boost. As always her makeup was done to perfection, her blush highlighted her defined cheekbones, the lipstick perfectly sat in place upon Carla's lips, red of course. She had ensured her hair fell into effortless curls, her brunette hair perfectly in place.
Herself and Michelle had spent hours deciding on what they were going to wear, how their hair would be and the way that they would be doing their make up and Nick was glad when Carla eventually made her way from their bedroom; the bedroom that Nick had been banned from for the past two hours as Carla had used it as her own personal beauty parlour. "Wow..." Nick whispered a smirk on his face as he checked his fiancé out looking her up and down complimenting her as he always did. "Am I really getting to marry you?" He asked in disbelief at how he had managed to end up with Carla as his fiancé.
"Michelle, make sure you keep a close eye on her tonight especially with her looking like that, she will be having to fight off all of the male attention." he grinned not letting his eyes leave Carla. "Do make sure she doesn't drink too much, I don't want to wake up come tomorrow morning to see shes gotten herself wed to someone other than me " he laughed as he looked towards the pair of them.
Michelle rolled her eyes. "Nick, shes in safe hands." the words came out almost in a tone that wouldn't be liked by Nick. She made eye contact with Carla and gestures for them to leave "The meteor is running and the taxi is outside, if we don't leave sharp it will cost a fortune." She frowned. Carla laughed "Oh Chelle... Give it a rest will you? Your husband owns the whole company." She told her.
"And as for you..." She started speaking as she slowly approached Nick. "As if that's ever going to happen, you don't have a thing to worry about." She said moving closer to him so that she was stood directly in front of him. "I'll see you in the early hours of the morning probably." She giggled as she kissed his cheek leaving lipstick upon his skin.
"I love you Nick Tilsley..." she said whilst opening the door.
"I love you more Carla" he replied with a wink.
"That's an extra tenner on our journey." Michelle mumbled as she waited for Carla. "Oh finished now are you?" She asked as she raised her eyebrow.
"Relax, stop being so uptight. Have fun; I plan on it. It's my hen night after all." She smirked as she linked Michelle's arm walking out of the flat.
Nick smiled to himself as he stood their watching on as the girls left and got into their taxi.

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