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"Autumn?" Niall's face right up in mine as I opened my eyes.

"What're you doing?" I asked.

"Good, you're awake." I shoved him off of me and stretched.

"Well, you're just a ray of sunshine." He giggled.

"What do you want?" I slapped my body back down on the bed and groaned.

"Your brother sent you a letter." My eyes shot open.

I sat up and stared at Niall with a shocked expression.

"What's wrong?"

"It's just-I haven't heard from him in...in so many years."

"Oh, well, do you want me to open it?"

"It's alright, I got it." He handed me the letter and I tore open the envelope.

"Dear Autumn Lewis,

You're invited to the celebration of Hunter Matthew Lewis and Makayla Ann Farley." I stared at the invitation with my mouth open.

"You're going to catch flies." Niall tapped on my chin.

"Shut up." I nudged him.

"I just, can't believe my big brother is getting married."

"When's the wedding?"

"The fourteenth." Niall's face fell.

"Hey, we can stay here, we don't have to go."

"We?"

"Yeah we, you're coming, right."

"Oh yeah, right. I just thought the invitation was addressed to you and not me so..."

"I can bring whoever I want." I gave him a small peck and got out of bed for my morning routine.

Niall

"Morning boys." I came into the house.

"Morning Niall, how'd you sleep?" Liam asked as he threw me a water bottle.

"Get laid finally?"

"Shut up." I snapped.

"Sorry, god. It was a joke. What's wrong?"

"It's, this wedding thing."

"You're going to propose?!" Liam yelled.

"No! I mean it's not that I wouldn't it's just- never mind."

"No, tell me what's up."

"Autumn's brother is getting married on the fourteenth and she asked me to go with her."

"Than go."

"I'm scared."

"You can always make up your valentines day."

"No Liam it's not that. I-I can't dance." I whispered and he bursted into a fit of laughter.

"What's going on?" Harry asked siting next to me. I was still extremely pissed. I didn't want to give him any attention.

"Niall can't dance for this wedding coming up." Liam managed to say through his laughs.

"You can't dance?" Harry asked. I shamefully shook my head.

"I'll teach you. Come here." He took my arm and led me to the living room.

"Help me move these." We pushed the couches out a bit for more space.

"Alright, put this hand on my hip, but you'll put it on the curve of her torso. instead of the bone. Okay, then this hand with mine." We assembled our positions.

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