GRACE G POV
I was still crying when I walked out of the room. Him even mentioning wanting the wedding off killed me.
I was actually thinking that he didn't love me as much as he said he did.
I walked into Nash's room and saw Nash, Matt, and Cameron on the couch.
"Sis? What's wrong?" Nash asked and turned off the TV. Matt was the first one to me and engulfed me in a hug.
Then Nash.
Then Cameron.
And-oh hey, Hayes is here.
"What happened?" Cameron asked and I sniffled.
"Taylor doesn't like the boys and-and he said if I hang out with them he will cancel the wedding." I started crying harder again and buried my face into Cameron's shirt.
"I'm too young." I sighed and Nash held my chin up.
"You listen." He smirked. "You love one of my best friends, you're marrying him, you're going to have children, I'll be Uncle Nash, and you'll grow old together, okay?" Nash wrapped me into a hug and I nodded.
"Grace, you alright?" Niall came in and I nodded.
"Niall," I sniffled and wiped my eyes. "Let's go get your tattoo, okay?" He nodded and I took his hand as we slipped out the door and downstairs.
I smiled when I saw the rest of the boys in the car and I wiped my eyes again.
"After this, i won't be able to see you guys again. Or my wedding will be off." I sniffled and felt a hand on my shoulder.
"It'll be okay, love." Harry smiled and I nodded.
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"Hey Grace! Back again? You're crazy."
"Hey Romeo. So we all want a tattoo for our friendship. We want it to be in cursive and it to say "Promise"" I smiled widely and Romeo nodded as we went to the back.
"Where do you all want it?"
"On our pinkies." I slightly smiled.
Louis squealed a couple times, Zayn sat there motionless, Harry bit his lip and Niall was trying to stay still.
"Finished." Niall looked at his pinkie and smiled at the black cursive. I admired mine and Niall looked up at me.
"Perfect, huh?" I chuckled and he nodded. I paid Romeo and gave him a hug and went back with the boys.
"Hey guys, look what I got when you were getting your tattoos." Zayn smiled and lifted up his shirt. On his right side, you could see pink cursive letters with yellow stars around them.
"Perrie"
"Zayn! That's perfect!" I smiled and he shrugged. We got back to the hotel and I went upstairs to Taylor's room.
"Bye boys." I sighed and they walked into their rooms.
"Taylor, listen." I said sternly and he looked up from his phone.
"I got a lip ring, and a couple tattoos that do no harm, alright? I dont care if you hate me or dislike the tattoos," Taylor got up and walked over to me examining my face and wrists.
"B-but, I love you and if you love me you'll accept me." Taylor looked me in the eyes and leaned in slowly. He kissed me slowly and pulled away smiling.
"You look perfect. You'll always be perfect to me. I'm sorry about earlier, I just got jealous and I want to spend time with you." Taylor sighed and I giggled.
"What? A lifetime isn't enough?" I placed another kiss on his lips and we lazily put in a movie and cuddled.
