Wedding Series

#15 Bachelorette Party

Note: Some of these happen on the night as the boys Bachelor party.

LIAM:

"Another drink," you repeated drunkly. The girls giggled, having not seen you drunk often. "We told you Y/N. We would each buy one drink and if you wanted more, you have to ask someone else," Eleanor explained. Perrie whispered to Y/F/N, "I don’t think she’ll do it. But it would be fun to watch." You rolled your eyes and looked at your empty glass. "I want another one," you pouted. "Go find someone then," Y/F/N encouraged. You looked around and saw a guy sitting at the bar. You smiled and walked off, leaving your friends shocked. You sat beside him and cheekily put your hand on his thigh. "Hey beautiful, want a drink?" he asked. You smiled and nodded. As he lead closer to you, you felt someone pull him off you. You jumped off your chair, frighten at first then excited. "Oh my.. You’re Liam… Liam Payne from One Direction," you squealed. Liam looked at your friends then back to you. "Yeah, I am. And I’m your fiancé," he said kissing your cheek, sending you into a fit of giggles.

LOUIS:

"Oh my god," you whispered covering your face with your hands. The half-dressed man in front of you, cheekily smiled at you as he slid his fireman jacket back on. You could hear your friends behind you; giggling and talking about you. You blushed harder as he lent closer to you and kissed your cheek. He winked and put his fireman hat on your head. He waved good bye as he left the room. "Arghhhhh," Perrie squealed coming up to you. "The look on your face Y/N," Y/F/N added laughing. You shook your head, still not believing what just happened. "I told you I didn’t want a stripper, remember. It was the one thing Lou and I decided not to get," you sighed covering your blushed cheeks again. "Actually," Y/F/N paused, "Louis has one tonight as well." You quickly looked up at them smirking. "I’ll return the favour one day, just you wait and see," you said, repositioning the hat on your head.

NIALL:

"Come on Y/N," Perrie said pulling you up the stairs. "Where are we going?" you asked them. The girls giggled and didn’t answer you. You walked into a dance studio and saw a woman spinning around a pole in the middle of the room. "Oh my god, pole dancing. No way," you whispered to yourself. "No No No," you squealed louder, stepping backwards to the door. But Eleanor and Perrie blocked the entrance so you couldn’t leave. "It will be fun Y/N, come on," Eleanor encouraged. "It’s your bachelorette party," Perrie giggled as she handed you a dress to put on. You shook your head again, but they weren’t having it and pushed you into the changing room. After putting on the short tight dress, you slowly stepped out. You gave them a weak smile, tugging at the bottom of the dress. "Don’t worry Y/N. It’s easy," the woman said, sensing you were unsure. "Just think of Niall," Perrie smiled, "he will love it."

HARRY:

"Wake up Y/N. We have coffee," Eleanor whispered, touching your arm. "Agghhh, my head," you groaned, curling up into a ball, but flinched when you touched your waist. "Ow," you whispered. You looked down at your covered waist. "Don’t you remember?" Perrie asked sitting beside you on the couch. You looked at your friends, shaking your head. "What exactly do you remember from last night?" Eleanor asked. You tried to remember the events of last night. The girls looked at each other realising you don’t remember. "As we were walking to the second bar, you saw Harry in the tattoo parlour," Eleanor explained. "You got angry at Harry. But he easy calmed you down and convinced you to get a matching tattoo with him." You swallowed hard and slowly unwrapped your waist. Your eyes got wide when you saw the tattoo. "I’m going to kill him," you whispered, trying to hide your smile.

ZAYN:

"Another round," Y/F/N shouted to the bartender. He smiled as he walked towards you and your friends. Your friends watched as he poured more shots, before winking and walking away. "To Y/N," Eleanor cheered. The alcohol burned your throat as it slid down. Everything started spinning, all the alcohol starting to effect you. "Let’s dance," Y/F/N giggled, dragging you away from the bar. While dancing, you felt your phone beep in your bag. You stumbled back towards the bar and sat down. "Oh my god," you whispered when you saw the message from Louis. "What are you doing?" Eleanor asked. "It’s a girls only night; no Zayn," Y/F/N poured. You started laughing and showed them the photo of Zayn plastic wrapped to a pole, only in his underwear. "Bachelor prank?" Y/F/N asked. "Probably Louis’ idea," Eleanor laughed. "My baby," you whispered, before laughing again.