ALANA's POV


I nearly fell out of my seat laughing at the sight of Bridgette struggling to walk over to the table. Clearly, her everything from the waist down wasn't functioning properly.

"I see someone had a rough night?" I teased Bridgette. She just held her hand up hinting for me to shut up.

"I'm completely exhausted." She groaned. "I need sustenance!...that's how Thor says it right?" She chuckled.

"Thor?" I asked. "So Thor took your ass to pound town last night?" I doubled over in laughter and Bridgette attempted to glare but miserably failed.

"Fuck off." She laughed.

The bridesmaids, Jen and I met up for brunch and I'm sure everybody was beyond happy that the wedding wasn't until the evening. We all hit the alcohol pretty hard so this extra time to recoup was definitely appreciated. Everyone spoke amongst themselves about the night before especially about the strippers.

"I still can't believe you got strippers Lo!" Bridgette slightly of yelled at her.

"What kind of bachelorette party doesn't have strippers? Besides, you were enjoying it." Lauren grinned.

"I was not!" Bridgette looked around at us. "Ok maybe a little." She smiled and shook her head.

"Oh no, I can't believe the LDQ came out to play!" Jens eyes landed on me.

"Who and what is a LDQ?" Jens cousin asked.

"Lap Dance Queen or better known as Alana Slate." Bridgette chimed in all too happy to embarrass me.

"Oh shut up, it was the only way to get out of those strippers hands!" I defended myself. "Besides, you looked like you were having a great time, ya know sausage fest all up in this vicinity!" I pointed at Bridgette's face causing us both to laugh.

"Well either way, it's nice to know she's still in there. Wait until Harry gets to meet her." Jen smiled and raised her brow.

"Anyways! Today is the big day, are you excited?" I quickly changed the subject.

"Ready as I'll ever be." Jen smiled. "It's finally here."

"I know, all the more reason to get a good meal in your stomach, rest up and before you know it, it'll be time to say I do." I squeezed her hand in excitement. "Now, I don't know about you but French toast sounds amazing at the moment."


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"You look beautiful honey!" Jens mother said getting teary eyed looking over her daughter and making last minute adjustments.

She was a beautiful bride, her hair hung with loose curls with an heirloom pin from her grandmother on the side. Her make up was light but since she was a natural beauty, she didn't need much to begin with. The dress was a gorgeous strapless mermaid style that she had made, no name brands, no one would ever have a dress exactly like hers. Jen was simply a vision, timeless, the poster bride that women strive to become.

"Alright ladies, let's get this show on the road!" Bridgette said picking up Jens bouquet.

I took one last look in the mirror making sure everything looked in place. Jen had picked out floor length strapless coral dresses with a corset closing in the back for the bridesmaids. The bridesmaids all had their hair slicked on the sides and had a pompadour type hairstyle. My dress was the same color but different material, without the corset closing and had a high slit on one side. My hair was down with my waves and as Bridgette would put it "Victoria Secret" worthy. I turned to Jen and I couldn't help but grin, she was so excited, not a tear in sight. We all stood in line waiting for the music to start. I looked out towards the guests, searching for the face that I've missed. The messy tousled hair and vibrant smile. But to my surprise I didn't see him. I see Zayn, Liam, some guy, Louis, Grace and Niall...but where is Harry?

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LIAM's POV


As the ceremony began the lads and I took to our seats. It was an intimate sized wedding according to Grant, 75 or so guests. The beautiful sound of an acoustic guitar started playing which meant the bridesmaids were to begin their walk down the isle. As soon as the first one came into sight all you could hear was the clicking of photos being taken. They looked beautiful, some were teary eyed and some were smiling from ear to ear. Bridgette was next to walk down the isle and I glanced over to Niall. He was completely love struck.

"She looks good walking down the isle aye Niall?" Louis asked, knowing all too well of what his answer would be.

"Damn right my woman looks good." He grinned. "One day."

"You ready to settle down already mate?" I asked.

"Possibly, we'll see." Niall shrugged with a grin plastered on his face. I laughed and turned my attention back to the bridesmaids waiting for my favorite girl.

"Ah, there she is." I said taking out my phone to snap some photos. She looked utterly content, happy but collected.

"Don't get any ideas Payne." Harry nudged me. "That beautiful one is taken." He smirked.

"Don't get jealous Haz, she likes me more anyways. Ask Lou, he knows." I patronized earning a scoff from him.

"Yup, sorry mate. Liam is the chosen one." Louis teased.

"She looks perfect." Zayn said under his breath and only I heard.

I sympathized with Zayn, I really did. But, there was nothing he could really do about it now. He's a father to be and back with the devil woman, and Alana is with Harry. He needs to remind himself that it was always supposed to be those two. I guess you can't really fight how your heart feels. As the ceremony continued, we sat through tear jerking vows, smiled at comical moments and witnessed the ultimate step of love. We stood and clapped for the new Mr. And Mrs. Grant Slate. Alana and Tui were the next to follow behind them.

"She hasn't looked at me this entire time." Harry huffed.

"Maybe that's because of your new hairstyle." I pointed to his 'Man Bun'. "She probably doesn't recognize you."

"What? It's hot down here." He defended his new hair. I just laughed and shook my head.

"Alright boys let's go on over to the reception area." I began walking with the crowd. "I think a drink or two are in order."


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We followed to seating charts and sat down at our table. There was a live band playing what I believe to be both Samoan music along with the classics. Guests had already made their way to the dance floor, I could tell they were from Alana's side of the family...the uncles Grant was talking about the other day.

"And where have you been hiding?" Louis teased Grace and she walked towards our table.

"Had to have a word with the photogra...Harry?!" Her jaw dropped.

"Yes?" Harry answered.

"Wow, the man bun suits you." She smiled and we all laughed.

"Why does everyone call it a man bun?" He chuckled shaking his head. "It's just a bun." He whined.

"Ok well you are killin' the bun." She gave him a thumbs up and sat next to Louis.

"So you think I could pull it off?" Louis asked. She only gave him a kiss and shook her head.

"Let's leave the buns to Harry babe, I like you like this." She straightened out Louis' collar.

Grace and Louis began a conversation which left the rest of the lads and I going over to the bar. With a beer in each of our hands we walked back towards our table just in time for the announcement of the bridal party's entrance. We took our seats and shifted our attention towards the doors. The MC announced the first pair out and in they came doing a dance to a song that started playing. Each pair having their own music and somewhat of a routine. They were hilarious, and it was something we weren't really used to seeing. In came Bridgette and Harley dancing to ice ice baby. Nialls laugh was so loud that it caught Bridgette's attention which made her laugh harder as well. I could tell that these two were definitely made for each other. If you knew how to make Niall laugh, he was yours.

"Christ I love this girl." He wiped the tears from laughing and we all looked at him wide eyed. "What?" Completely oblivious to what he had just said.

"Mate you do realize what you just said right?" I asked and he just gave me a blank stare. "You said you loved her."

"I did?" He paused. "Well, you heard right." He smiled and looked back at Bridgette. "I do love her." Bridgette blew him a kiss and walked to the bridesmaid and groomsmen's table.

"Well done mate." Zayn patted Nialls back.

"Our little boy is all grown up." Louis and Harry pretended to wipe tears from their eyes.

"Just you wait, once love hits you...it's...just let it happen. You'll be happier just going with it." Niall grinned and raised his beer.

"I'll drink to that!" Louis raised his bottle next. We all raised our bottles and cheered.

"Please give a warm welcome to the maid of honor Ms. Alana Slate and the best man Mr. Tuimaleali'ifano Suiaunoa.!" The MC effortlessly executed the tongue twister of a name.

"Is that Tui's full name?!" I asked out loud.

"Yup." Grace answered giggling.

"How the hell does one come up with a name that long?" Louis turned to ask Grace.

"I don't know, but I think it's beautiful." She shrugged and began clapping and cheering for the pair.

The doors opened and their arms were linked. They smiled and waved at the crowd and that's when the music started, familiar and completely unexpected. It was like watching the actual video. MC Hammer, can't touch this. They looked at each other and did some handshake and took off to their dancing. Grace was the first to stand and cheer them on followed by the crowd and the lads and I. Tui and Alana moved in sync the entire way across the dance floor.

"Looks like someone will be hitting the dance floor tonight." Niall yelled.

"I'm all over it." Harry beamed at Alana.

Now this will be an entertaining night.


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"What's up bro?" Tui walked over with a beer in both hands and sat down next to me.

"Just enjoying the festivities. That was quite the performance with you and Alana." I laughed mimicking some of their moves.

"Yeah we had to top everybody's and bring back the old school." He nodded.

"Speaking of Alana, where has she gone off to?" I asked.

"Ah, she's with pops." He pointed to one of the tables. "Hasn't even had a drink yet. Probably when he turns in for the night."

He turned to answer a question Niall had asked him. I glanced over to the table where Alana was sitting and there she was. Full on conversation with her grandfather. She didn't look bored in the least bit rather intrigued by everything he was saying or doing. Alana was not joking when she explained how close she was to him, it was clear as day. Apparently I caught the attention of Sonny as he waved and motioned for Alana to come over. She looked over and smiled, kissing her grandfathers cheek she stood and walked over.

"Sorry! I meant to come over sooner, I was talking to grandpa." She hugged me.

"Oh stop, it's alright. You look beautiful!" I took a step back to see her clearly. "Now how about a drink?"

"Yes please." She sighed. "Hey I haven't seen Harry, have you seen him around?"

"He actually stepped out for a second. We may be on a bit of a holiday but business still beckons." I shrugged and led Alana towards the bar.

"Trust me, nobody understands that more than me." A hint of sarcasm laced her words. "Extra dirty martini, 3 olives please." My eyes widen for a split second. "What?"

"You must want to catch up to the rest of us aye?"

"Li, you have no idea."

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HARRYS POV

"Have them ready the Monday we return. Alright thank you Michael."

I hung up the phone a little irritated that Liam handed off the business call to me, but I can't complain since he's usually the one to handle it 95% of the time. I still haven't spoken to Alana and it was already well in to the wedding reception. By the time I got back the dance floor was packed full with bodies. At the table was Louis, Grace, Niall and Bridgette. Clearly just taking a break from dancing.

"There you are!" Louis announced. "That was one hell of a phone call mate." He frowned.

"Tell me about it. Everything's situated now." I stay standing looking around. "Now where in the world is my girl at?" I said a little louder than expected.

"She's on the dance floor with Zayn." Harley said patting my back returning from the bar no doubt due to his double fisting of beers.

"What?!" I said in disbelief. Zayn doesn't even dance!

"Alana was adamant about teaching him how." Bridgette chimed in. "You should go dance Harry, you're missing out on all the fun." She said leaning into Nialls chest. God these two went from zero to one hundred quickly.

"Yeah I just might do that." But before I did I took the shot Niall had in front of him.

"Oy! You and your girl sure have a lot in common stealing my drinks and all." He teased and I just smiled and headed to the dance floor.

The dance floor was full of people, some had drinks in their hands others were dancing in groups, then there were the ones paired up. I was praying to God that I didn't see Zayn and Alana grinding against each other. I stood on the side of the dance floor looking through the crowd when someone bumped into me.

"Oh I'm so sorry, I didn't see...Harry?" She began to apologize but quickly wrapped her arms around me.

"Well, hello there stranger." I squeezed her tightly. "Where have you been?" She pulled away. "And I've got to say I love your hair like this, very fashion forward of you." She smirked eyeing me up and down.

"Why thank you, I've been hearing that it's called a man bun." I shook my head. "But I was on a phone call. Business. But I'm all yours now." I took in all of her beauty. This woman who captivated me from the first moment I saw her. Cliche yes...but who fucking cares.

"Good, because I feel like I haven't seen you all night." The way she looked at me gave away that she had a little to drink already.

"Have you been drinking love?" I raised my brow at her causing her to giggle.

"Now what kind of maid of honor do you think I am? Of course I've been drinking!" She laughed as I pulled her into another hug. "Oh! Hold on, I gotta save Zayn." She leaned back, eyes roaming the dance floor.

"Save Zayn?" I couldn't hide the fact that , that irritated the hell out of me.

"Yeah...well he said he didn't dance so naturally, I dragged him out here and one of my cousins kinda got a hold of him." She bit her lip still looking around the dance floor.

"Isn't that a good thing? Keep him busy for a little while so I can finally enjoy the company of my girlfriend." I grinned and pushed my hips against her.

"Ever the cheeky one you are." She sweetly smiled up at me, but in one quick movement her hand cupped me causing me to clear my throat. "Don't tease sir, it's not very nice." She tilted her head. "But if you want to play..." She squeezed on my member a little harder and I couldn't help but groan a little. "We can play baby. Just say the word." My eyes lit up and I'm sure she felt the nodding of my very happy friend in her hands. I wanted her and I wanted her now. But we're at her brothers wedding and the reception is in full swing.

"As much as I would love to, I don't want to take you away from the festivities." I removed her hand and just laced my fingers with hers.

"Really?" I couldn't tell if she was happy or upset about it.

"Yes, besides I need to show off my girlfriend." I leaned down to kiss her and she welcomed it by wrapping her arms around my neck.

I instantly tasted the liquor on her lips. All of the urges I felt, to just pick her up and head straight to the room were ready to be unleashed. Two months...two months full of "almost's". Almost being able to kiss her, almost killed a prick for touching her, almost losing her, almost lost my mind seeing her in the arms of another. Not anymore.

"I like the sound of that." She pulled away and gave me that damn smirk.

"Love, I hope you know...that smirk of yours is going to get you into some trouble tonight." I said low enough so only she could hear. She took a sip of her drink and turned around so that her back was flat against my chest. It wasn't until she started swaying her hips, that I realized she was moving to the music that was playing.

"Oh I'm counting on it." The rasp in her voice made me clench my jaw to keep from saying a few choice words. She began to giggle when she heard me clear my throat. "Dance with me...show me what kind of trouble I'm in for." She turned her head to look back at me and if I'm not mistaken...her eyes said nothing but pure burning lust.

"And you call me cheeky." I wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her hips directly against mine. My lips found their way to her neck, and slowly kissed up to her ear.

"Pray that you have the energy love...you and I have a lot of sexual frustration to get out of our system...and I plan on fucking you senseless."

Notes

Okay...okay...okay...

YES I KNOW... I've been gone for a while. Sorry guys, I had a lot (and I can't even stress how much) going on. Between traveling out of the country, having shit wifi, dealing with funerals, falling off of the story and lots more, I've finally come back.

I owe you guys a couple of chapters so be on the lookout, I'll get them to you as fast as I can.

On a happier note... Who got their tickets to OTRA????? I DID!!!!! I'm too excited about it. Although it's bittersweet because my bestie isn't going with me :( but I'll gladly send her all of the videos and pictures I get.

Seriously guys, thanks for sticking it out for me. You guys are amazing. And if you're still mad that I took so long, I understand. I promise what's to come will be worth it!

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