niall

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"Niall," Louis whispers, "the vows. How are they coming?"

My jaw fell and my eyes widened. How could I forget the vows?

"Oh god," Louis groaned loudly, "you're screwed. Just, done. Goodbye, adios, finito, you're time has come--"

I slapped my hand over Louis' mouth and dragged him away from the other shoppers.

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