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I feel sick.

I literally feel like I will vomit any moment now.

My stomach is in knots, I'm so nervous. Ever since Skye dropped the news bomb on me that Harry will be here tonight, I can't stop thinking about it. Going over different scenarios in my head, mostly bad ones, every one I imagine is worse than the other.

I want to call and cancel, tell her I'm unable to make it. Make up some lame excuse about eating some dodgy food and I can't stand without puking my guts up.

But I know there's no point. She isn't going to believe anything I say because she knows it would be complete bullshit. There's no way in hell I'm going to be able to get myself out of this. Plus how bad would it look if her best friend and maid of honor doesn't show up on the bride to be's hen night. Especially when I organised the whole thing. Well most of it until it became a joint hen and stag party.

Maybe if I pray to the gods above, Harry is unable to turn up tonight. That would make my night so much easier. Then I have a week to prepare myself to see him at the wedding, nothing bad would happen on Skye and Liam's big day so I won't be stressed so much.

"You look gorgeous." Aaron tells me as he clasps a gold necklace around my neck, finishing off my outfit for tonight.  I decided on a light blue, knee length halter neck dress to match Aaron's shirt. We have turned into one of those couples who like to match their outfits together when they go out.

"Thank you. You don't look too bad yourself." I say, watching him as he buttons up the cuffs on the sleeves of his shirt. "How did I get so lucky?"

"I should be asking that question." he grins before placing a sweet kiss on my neck. "You seem tense are you okay?"

"Yeah, just a little nervous I guess."

"About what?"

"I don't know."

"It's only a party. She didn't want anything over the top right? You did fine baby. There's no need to be nervous about whether she's going to like it or not. Once she's had a drink in her system I'm sure she will be fine anyway." he laughs, running his hands up and down my arms to comfort me.

It's not the party I'm nervous about, it's the people attending the party.

Correction, person. One in particular.

"I know. I'm just being silly, you know me, I'm emotional."

"That's one of the reasons why I love you so much. I love how invested you are into everything you do, even if it's something simple like a hen party. You care a lot and I love that."

"I love you too." I tell him, turning around to give him a kiss in which he quickly returns, pulling me closer towards him.

"One day Skye will be returning the favour and organising your Bridal Shower."

"Yeah, I may organise it myself." I joke.

"Good idea. Are you ready to go?"

No.

"Sure."

"Good. Whoever's idea it was to join the parties together is a genius,  because now I get front row seats to watch how woman act on a girls night out."

"Trust me, you aren't missing much. Skye is pregnant again so she won't even be drinking."

"What?"

Oh shit.

"I didn't mean to say that."

"Does Liam know?"

"No, she doesn't know, not for sure anyway. At the dress fitting earlier today she took two pregnancy tests. One was positive and one that as negative. So she made a doctor's appointment to make sure. She doesn't want to drink just in case though. Oh my God please don't say anything."

"Wow." he says, picking up my coat from the bed. "I won't say anything I promise."

"Thank you." It's still a little strange for me to see Skye with Teddy, even though she is a great mum. She may have two kids soon and she's getting married. A few years ago I wouldn't have imagined her doing any of that. I'm incredibly happy for her though.  "Speaking of tonight, I don't know if you are aware but.."

"Harry is coming. I know, Liam told me."

"Oh." I wasn't sure if he was aware. "How do you feel about that?"

"Me? I mean I'm annoyed that he left you without saying anything and didn't get the photo shoot done. But he paid us in full anyway so we didn't lose out on money."

"Yeah." I told Aaron everything that happened in New York apart from the whole cheating thing. Which hurts me everyday, I just don't know how to tell him. I know I should tell him before Harry does, if Harry does. I don't know what version of Harry we will be witnessing tonight and that scares me the most. There's a high per cent chance he could break my whole relationship tonight with Aaron. But there's no way I can avoid it.

"So how do you feel about it?"

"It will probably be very awkward but I feel fine about it."

Lie.

"I know there's nothing for me to worry about with you two so I feel fine about it as well. Even though I really want to, I can't hate him. Harry is a cool guy, who just happens to be an ex of yours.

"You know I would never be this cool around one of your exes right?" I say with a laugh.

"Well, I would never do anything to hurt you Ava. I trust you so I hope you have that same trust with me."

"I do."

"Good. Or this marriage will never work." he says as he takes my hand in his, looking at my engagement ring.

I smile up at him. "I honestly can't believe I'm going to be someone's wife."

"Not just someone baby. My wife." he snakes his arm around my back and I squeal once he lifts me up and lays me down on the bed. "My hot, sexy, gorgeous wife."

"Right back at ya, husband."

"I'll never get tired of hearing that." he smiles at me before his beautiful lips fall down on top of mine. His tongue swiping my bottom lip, begging for entrance into my mouth. "And i'll never get tired of doing that. But we need to go before I rip that dress off." he stands up, grabbing my hand to help me up and I check myself out into the mirror, smoothing down my dress and making sure my hair is still in tact.

I wish I could just stay here with him instead.

"Okay let's go."

...

I honestly don't know why I was so nervous. Everyone has been at Radley's for two hours and Harry hasn't made eye contact with me once. To be fair he seems to busy with the girl that he bought with him, he hasn't really paid attention to anyone else, especially me. His hair is slightly longer than last time I saw him. I miss his long hair but he still looks incredible.

Amy is absolutely stunning and even though I shouldn't, I feel a little jealous. I look like a frumpy potato compared to the supermodel attached to Harry's arm. She is exactly the type of girl I had always imagined him with. Her hair is silky brown and falling to her shoulders, she has the perfect figure any girl would die for, with her long legs and curves in all the right places. And to top it off she has Harry, what more could you ask for? She has the perfect life.

I also have a perfect life.

I squeeze my eyes shut for a second to erase my irrational thoughts when I feel the chair sink next to me.

"Evening." A drunken Louis says as he nudges my arm.

"Hey Lou. Enjoying yourself?"

"I am." he grins. "Are you?"

"Uh huh." I don't know if I said that convincingly enough.

"Have you spoken to him yet?" I can always count on Louis to be straight to point.

"No."

"Well that's not good. Let's fix that."

"No." I say shaking my head. "It's fine."

"Oi H?" Louis yells across the bar. "Harry!" Oh God Louis please stop. Louis whistles to get Harry's attention. "Come here mate."

Please don't come over. Please don't come over.

I look down at the floor because I can't bare to watch him walk over. This is so awkward, I could kill Louis right now.

As I stare down I can see two pairs of feet walk up to us and stop at the table. Not only didn't he come over, he has company. I want the ground to open up and swallow me whole.

"What's up?" Harry asks. The familiar rasp to his voice sends goosebumps up my arms. I haven't heard his voice in so long.

"Ava said you're ignoring her. What's up with that?"

I gasp. "Oh my God. I did not say that!" I lift my eyes up off the floor to look at him and he is still avoiding eye contact with me, keeping his focus on Louis. His girlfriend however is staring straight at me and smiles as my gaze flicks over to her. She's even more stunning up close.

"Hi Ava." Harry says coldly. His eyes are now focused on me but I wish they weren't.

In all fairness. He was the one to leave without saying goodbye that night in New York. I don't see any reason why he would be pissed off with me. It should be the other way round. Especially after we both admitted that we still loved each other. Has he forgotten any of that happened?

"Hi." I reply, with the same tone.

"Wow. That was fucking awkward. It's not like you used to fuck each others brains out or anything."

"Louis!" I say sternly.

"Sorry not sorry." Louis's cocky grin spreads across his face as he takes a sip of whatever he is drinking. I don't know what he is planning in his head but whatever it is I don't want to be a part of it.

"I'm sorry." I aim my apology towards Harry's girlfriend. "I'm Ava."

"Oh I know who you are. Harry's told me all about you." she says.

Great.

"Oh, well it's nice to meet you. I'm glad both of you could make it. If you would excuse me I need to find out where the bride to be is." I stand up from my seat and as I move past Louis I discreetly stamp on his foot.

"Oww."  he moans.

"Sorry not sorry." I say through gritted teeth.

Harry's laugh fills my ears and I hear him tell Louis he deserved it. As I look back over my shoulder I'm met with Harry's green eyes starting into mine and he gives me a little sympathetic grin before looking away.

I think I need to keep my distance from Harry for the rest of the night and hopefully idiots like Louis don't make it awkward for me again or ill be in for the longest night of my life.

A/N sorry this chapter wasn't long or even remotely good but I'm just getting back into the swing of things. Harry's chapter is next and I'll try not to keep you guys waiting long. (not too long anyway)
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