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"We're getting married tomorrow!" I squeal at my fiancé.
He takes my hand and kisses it, "I can't wait to see you walk towards the altar in that dress you won't show me!" He teases.
I squint my eyes at him, "you know it's bad luck!" I tease and he pulls me towards him so that my arms are around his neck.
He places his forehead on mine and kisses my nose, "I bet it'll be all worth it," he whispers and softly kisses my lips.
Harry and I are finally celebrating our love by getting married tomorrow! The day we first met...
"Pina Colada Please! Nonvirgin," I winked at the bartender. He smirked at me and turned around to make my drink.
It's me and the girls' annual vacation. This year we're in Cancun, partying our worries away. It's our only time to do this since we have to go back to college in a couple of days.
Suddenly my phone rang, "Hey y/n? Where'd you disappear off to?" One of my friends asked me through the phone.
"I'm at the bar," I replied and smiled as my drink is handed to me.
"Ok, I'll be there in a few. One of the girls is taking a body shot from a really hot guy!" She squealed and hung up.
I rolled my eyes and took my wallet out to pay the bartender, "keep the change," I slid over the three hundred Mexican pesos to the bartender to walk over to see my friend taking a body shot.
I was about to call out her name until someone ran into me, "oh my god! My dress," I gasped as I saw red all over my dress.
"Watch where you're going," the guy rolled his eyes and kept on walking.
"Ass!" I shouted towards him, and he slowly turned around.
"What did you just call me?" He asked in a threatening voice.
"An ass, but I shouldn't have called you that especially since you don't have one," I shrugged and bumped my shoulders against his.
He quickly spun me around so that I could feel his stomach on mine, "you have no idea what's under these jeans. But I mean you can see if you want to," he whispered into my ear and I shuddered.
I looked around to see if any of my friends are paying attention, they weren't, "sure what the hell," I shrugged and tugged him out of the club.
"This is really dumb," I whispered against his lips.
"Just shut up and take my shirt off," he smirked and I breathed out a laugh.
As I took his shirt off, I admired his tattoos. What a turn on. I decided to run my lips against his tatted area as I slid my hands against his thighs, "oh, please keep on doing that," he moaned out and then the worst thing imaginable happened.
