ARIANA|COMPLETED
❝ARIANA SHERIDAN, DAUGHTER OF DONNA AND SISTER OF SOPHIE, FINDS HERSELF IN A TRICKY SITUATION WHEN HER SISTER INVITES 3 MEN, CLAIMING ONE IS THEIR FATHER. AS WELL AS A PAST FRIEND RETURNING, WILL THIS BE THE WEDDING OF A LIFETIME?❞
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WOULD YOU HAPPEN TO HAVE A TROUSER PRESS ON THE ISLAND?" Harry asked the girls, who chuckled at his question. Ari gestured for them to follow her,
"I’ll take you to your rooms now." Ari smiled at them.
Suddenly, Donna came round the corner singing quietly under her breath, while Sophie and Ari's eyes widen, knowing if Donna found out about their scheme, they would be in for a lot of trouble.
"There was something in the air that night, the stars were bright Fernando..." Donna sang to herself.
"Donna?" Bill asked looking at the woman in front of him, Donna looked up and stopped her singing, her breath hitching, "Bill!?" She questioned, not understanding of she was seeing straight.
"Hi, Donna!" Harry smiled,
"Harry?" Donna questioned once again.
"Hi!" Sam greeted Donna,
"You!" Donna gulped and paled. "I am dreaming, aren’t I? You’re no really here!" She laughed, almost believing she was hallucinating.
Both Ari and Sophie bit there lips and started silently walking towards the door before exiting quickly.
"Would you like me to pinch you?" Joked Bill,
"You keep your hands to yourself!" Donna warned, while Bill looked taken aback. "You’ve changed your tune!" Sam said to Donna.
"Well what the hell are you doing here, Sam? Why are any of you here? Sorry, I’m just amazed to see you all!" Donna rambled quickly, still not understanding why they were here in her hotel.
"Well, I’m doing an article for a magazine," explained Bill.
"And I’m here for a spontaneous holiday!" Lied Harry.
"And I thought I’d just drop in- say Hi." Sam lied rather pathetically.
Donna furrowed her eyebrows together, "Shame! We don’t have any rooms - it’s that time of year."
Sam smirked smugly, "just as well, I booked ahead."
"Well, this is so inconvenient!" Donna huffed, "why?" Bill asked, confused.
"Because... one of the local girls is getting married tomorrow. And I just don’t have the staff to cope with you all. You’d be so much more comfortable on the mainland," Donna hoped that was a good enough excuse.
"Oh, no. Not at all. Bill here’s used to roughing it. And old head-banger over there is the last word in spontaneous," Sam replied.
"What about you?" Donna questioned the man.
"Me? Well, I came back to see the island and, um-" Sam rambled trying to come up with something to say.
Donna rolled her eyes and started walking towards the door. "Yeah, well, I’d love to stop and chat and... chew over old times, but I have to go clean out my hand bag or something." She quickly left slamming the door behind her.
The three men looked at each other, "age does not wither her." Bill joked to the others. "I was expecting a rather stout matron," Harry told them.
Sam smiled rather sadly, still looking to where the woman had just exited. "No - she’s still Donna."
