It was a fun night, but…I was still waking up to a pounding headache in the morning. The only thing I remembered about the night was Kristen and Rachael dragging me out of the club, after I got onto the stage and sang along to……oh that's right…Let Me Sign by Robert Pattinson.

I giggled quietly as I remembered the night, before groaning as my head hurt even more. Tasha had gotten the DJ to play that, and as soon as I heard the song, I screamed, and ran on stage. It was just pure luck that I didn't make myself look like an even bigger idiot, and fell over the stage in my high heels.

I remembered going back to Kristen's hotel room, because Rachael had Jackson to get back to. I also remembered Kristen saying that her Boyfriend wasn't coming on this holiday, so Nikki came with us, and slept on the sofa in her room.

I shifted uncomfortably in Kristen's double bed, and wished that I could get back to sleep. When I decided that I couldn't, I sat myself up properly, and heard the bathroom door being opened. I realised it must have been Kristen, as she wasn't in the room.

I looked up at her in time as she walked back into her hotel room, with a new, white vest on, and mini denim shorts, and her hair slightly damp from the shower. She smiled back at me as she crept round the room, and sat herself on the other side of the bed.

''How's that head?'' She asked me knowingly. I pushed my hair back lazily, and chuckled quietly to myself as I remembered how mad last night had been.

''Pulsing thanks…hey, did you fall over?'' I remembered suddenly from last night. She snickered in response, shaking her head no.

''No, it was Ashley.'' She laughed under her breathe as she remembered it herself. ''Bless her, she was trying to do a speech on stage about Rachael's pregnancy, but she fell over her own feet.'' She laughed quietly again.

Kristen admitted, making me laugh at the thought of it. It was a shame that I was too drunk to remember it really.

''Bless, and I also know that I sang to my sex god.'' I laughed as she gave me a funny look in response to the name that I gave Rob. ''Trust me when I say that that was his nickname before I had even met him.'' I added quickly.

She raised her eyebrows in suspicion, nodding her head disbelievingly. ''Uh hum…I'm sure that it was.'' She replied disbelievingly, making me laugh further.

Once Nikki woke up, I got up and got myself into the shower, pulling on a vest and some jeans that Kristen let me borrow until I went home. They were a bit big on me as she was a size two in American sizes, and Kristen was a size four, but it was alright until I went back to my hotel room.

I got out, and walked over to my hotel room after having some breakfast, and sneaked into our hotel room as quietly as I could, just in-case Rob was still asleep, if he was even here after his stag night the night before.

I looked round the doorway to see Rob laid flat out on the bed on his stomach. His chest was bare, and he still had the black trousers on from the night before. The duvets was off of him completely, and he had red writing on his back, which write;

Groom To Be

I rolled my eyes in response, and set the door key aside on our dressing table which was opposite the bed after locking the hotel room door. I looked into the wardrobe quietly for me to see what I wanted to wear today.

''I don't want to drink anymore.'' Rob muttered in his sleep. I turned round to see him fidgeting a little bit, his head turning the opposite way, and him frowning at the wall in discomfort. I laughed quietly in response, before turning back to peer at the clothes inside our wardrobe.

I decided on wearing a blue dress, with small sleeves in them above my swimming costume, and I sat on the balcony then, casually reading my copy of Breaking Dawn for the millionth time as I waited for Rob to wake back up.

Finally-and just as I got up to the part where Bella and Edward got married-I heard Rob groan behind me; telling me that he was starting to wake up and face the hangover.

''Fuck!'' He cursed to himself quietly, before groaning again in pain. I smiled in response, closing my book up after keeping my book marker on that page, and resting it on the plastic, outdoor table that remained on our small balcony.

I got up from the plastic outdoor chair, and went inside to see him. He turned his head, and smiled at me as soon as he saw me.

''Good morning,'' I whispered softly, sitting on the edge of his bed, as he continued to watch me, staying where he was on the bed. I gently reached out and rubbed the side of his back, as he groaned in pain.

''Ugh…my head hurts bad!'' He complained to me. I smiled, and ran my hands through the back of his luscious hair.

''I know baby.'' I whispered soothingly, because I did. My own head hurt, but it wasn't too bad for the minute.

''Ugh…you look beautiful, by the way.'' He commented, noticing my blue dress. I smiled in response, pleased that he noticed.

''Thank you…I like the writing by the way.'' I added before I could stop myself, laughing as his face turned confused. ''You have bride to be written on your back in red writing.'' I spelled it out for him, making him groan in response.

''Ugh, it was kind-of a wild night.'' He admitted.

''I could tell, but don't worry though; I sang to Let Me sign on stage at a club, and Ashley fell over while she was on stage as she was trying to give a congratulations speech for Rachael's pregnancy…but I don't remember her doing that.'' I admitted, laughing it off easily.

He laughed too, before groaning as his head hurt again. ''They went swimming, but I went running on the beach.'' He admitted, making me laugh now.

''How funny,'' I commented with a happy sigh, running my hands all over his back gently, lightly as he finally sat himself up.

''I think a shower will help me…will you help me wash this stuff of?'' he asked hopefully. I nodded, returning his smile, and followed him into the bathroom.

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