Wedding Crasher (One Direction)

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"We need you Violet." The man said on the other side of the phone.

"I'm on a break. You can find somebody else." I stated.

"We'll pay you one million dollars." The man persuaded.

"Why do you want it to end that badly?" I snapped. I truthfully can not explain how screwed up I have made families, how much research I've had to do to figure out all the past. I just, ugh, I do what I do best, but I hate it.

"They don't belong together Violet. Now one million or normal price. Your pick." I groaned.

"What if I don't do it?" I questioned, running a hair through my tangled brown hair.

"Let's just say that I know people Violet. You do this or you will highly regret it." I rolled my eyes and sighed.

"Texts me the details." I grimaced. "Oh and sir, you have to pay my way through." I hung up and threw my phone on my couch. I sat down and held my face between my hands. I don't know who these people are but I'm nervous.

One million dollars?! I'm probably going to regret it if I do it or not. But I have to live with it. Because I'm the wedding crasher.

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