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Chapter 29: The Bachelor/Bachelorette (party)

Brooklyn's pov.

Tonight was the night of nights; my bachelorette party. I was ready beyond measure for it. Everyone had been working so hard to make everything perfect for me, and that was difficult, especially with my mood swings. The worst part was trying to help Louis plan Harry's as well, what I would allow and what I wouldn't. No strippers, no strip clubs, no hookers, no women, basically. The plan was for them to go out for drinks at the pub, then make their way to the boat, where Paul would be all set up to preform for them, and then after, when it's dark, bring out the karaoke machine, more beer, and mini golf on the ships course.
I wasn't totally sure what was going to happen at mine. I knew we were going to dinner, then going back to Sarah's place for movies and games and such. But since it was a surprise for me, I wasn't supposed to know too much. Not until I got there at least.

"Okay, we're headed out." Louis told me. I nodded in response. We were sitting in the living room. Everyone was there, waiting to go out separate ways for the night. Louis kissed my cheek and squeezed my shoulder.
"We'll take good care of Harry, no strippers. If there is, it would have to be one of us guys, and I don't think any of us swing that way." I laughed, and so did he.
"I trust you Louis. I know he'll have fun." I patted his shoulder. He smiled before announcing to the guys that it was time to go. Liam pulled himself away from Gemma, and they made their way out the door, but Harry lingered to say goodbye. He kissed me on both cheeks, then on the lips. I felt like I was Kiera Knightly in Pride and Prejudice. He wrapped his arms around my waist as best he could.
"By this time tomorrow, we'll be on our honeymoon." I giggled and kissed his slightly stubbly cheek.
"We're headed to Greece baby."
"Where we've always dreamt of going." I smiled gently.
"I love you Harry." He smiled back at me, his eyes soft.
"I love you too Brooklyn."
"IT'S TIME TO HEAD OUT MATE." Ed called after him. Harry sighed, kissing my nose.
"I'll see you tomorrow love, I can't wait to see you walking down that aisle." He pulled away and walked out, turning to look at me in the doorway. He winked, then disappeared into the night. I sighed. I still felt like a kid when I was with him.

Harry's pov.

I looked around us and smiled. The music in the pub was great, and the drinks were so good, but Nick couldn't make it. He got sick the night before, and promised he'd make it to the wedding. Other than that, everything was going smoothly. Simon and Liam were out dancing in the crowd, Louis, Ed and I had three rounds of shots, then decided we should order some nachos so we didn't get sick.
"Are you enjoying it so far?" Louis yelled over the crowd. I nodded, smiling.
"It's great! Liam and Simon seem to be having a blast." I replied. We both looked out to see them doing fish on the line. You had to be there to see the looks they got from the people around them. Ed chuckled.
"They're trying to embarrass us." He said. I laughed.
"They've always acted like this." I responded. Louis snorted.
"And they've always tried to embarrass us." I shrugged.
"Eh, you're right." I agreed. Suddenly Louis phone rang. He looked at the ID, then excused himself from the table.
"What's his problem?" I asked Ed. He smirked.
"You'll see." I narrowed my eyes at him but didn't question it. I didn't want to ruin any surprises they had in store for me.
Liam and Simon came over out of breath, and took a shot of what Louis and I didn't finish.
"Whew, it's wild out there!" Liam yelled over the music. Simon nodded.
"How about we head to the boat now?" Louis came up behind us. I nodded.
"This is the ten minute warning for anyone who would like to be in the dance competition, come sign up and get a spot!" The DJ announced from the stage on the dance floor. Liam sighed like a little kid.
"We're gonna miss the dance off if we leave now!" He pouted dramatically, and I chuckled.
"I think you've had enough dancing for one night Liam." I replied. He groaned.
"Yeah I'm ready to go." We gathered our jackets and headed out the door.
"Alright, lets get goin lads!" Louis yelled, and we all cheered behind him. He was always the leader after all.