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The wedding preparations and events were in full swing.

Liam and Niall had planned to have an Indian wedding, with all the function and traditions.

Liam lived in India for about 7 years and throughout the years he ha attended many Indian wedding for him to fall on love with it .

So he had decided it would be an India wedding and Niall had agreed to this immediately. Liam had described it to him and he also fell in love with the idea .

Each day they were going to have one function.

Today they were celebrating the mehndi/Hena function.
People drew on their hands arms and legs from the cones

There was a soft music playing in background.

People were practicing their dance in the open area for the Dance event/ Sangeet that was going to take place in the evening.

Harry was running errands and trying to Manage all the things.

He was walking through the garden when he saw Louis leaned on a wall with a girls hand in his own , appreciating the Hena design and applying lime juice on it.

"I think that's enough lime! Call Mr.Johnson from my phone and pick him up from the Reception! He's waiting for you there!" Harry interrupted.
He was going crazy with the work and Louis here was flirting.

Louis looked up at Harry and he was going to to protest against it but he saw the look on Harry's face. It was stern. He knew he would not win. So he sighed and nodded.
Harry was satisfied with the answer and turned around to continue where he was going when Louis stopped him

"Harry ! Phone?!"
Louis walked to the reception and picked up Mr Johnson."

"Welcome." He guided him to his room. He made sure Mr Johnson had everything he needed and left . He went to the open area in search of Harry to return his phone, when the vibrated in his pocket.
He pulled out the phone and saw there was a message . He knew it was wrong to go through other personal messages but he was noisy and curious. Leave him alone.
He read the first line on the message and smirked. He had to read it in front on Harry. He ran towards the open area and spotted Harry immediately. He was sitting beside Niall and discussing something.

He plopped down in the seat next to Niall and motioned him to feed him the grapes.

He ate one grape and started reading.

"Every time I see this boy..." He was cut off by Niall you chuckled

"Idiot."

"Come on. Feed me!" Louis whined.
And then shifted his attention to the screen .

"Like a blushing rose... - What? Like a poet's dream... Like the morning... Like the morning... - Light? - Light!"
Harry's eyes widened quickly and comically Niall was now laughing uncontrollably.

"Louis... my phone?!"

Harry got up and tried to take his phone back from Louis but was slow. Louis had immediately ran off to somewhere.

"Louis!
Louis!" Harry shouted running after him.

"So... you're having an affair" Louis chuckled still running.

"Of course not ya!"

"Then he's hitting on you?!"

"I don't know man"

"Come on, Harry!"

"Shut up, Louis!"

"Who is this dude?"

"What is it to you?!"

"Sneaking around taking
pictures of you...
Must be around here somewhere!"

"How could you read
my messages, Louis!" Harry whined

"I didn't just read them, Harry!
I've messaged your Romeo to meet you by the lake!" smirked

"WHAT?!" Harry shrieked on hearing what Louis had done

"Louis!"

"Is it still PG 13
or is it " The smirk never leaving Louis face

"Why are you hiding him?!
Is he that ugly?"

"Louis!
Louis! Tired, Louis?" They had now stopped in a front of a bench. The both were facing each other and the bench helping them keep a distance.

"As if... I don't get tired..." Louis huffed. Hand clutching his waist, trying to catch his breath.

There was a silence for few seconds, which was interrupted by someone calling Harry's name.

"Harry, you were where? I was looking for
you like everywhere!"
"Hi..." Harry said, a confused look on his face . Most of his attention still on Louis.

" Harry is also been looking
for you like everywhere, Dave..." Louis butted in.

"Sorry, what?" Dave asked. Confusion all over his face.

"Nothing... Have fun, kids!" Louis said and handed the phone to Dave.

"Harry, Mrs.
Greens earrings are lost..."

"Dave, you...
Give me my phone!" Harry snatched the phone from Dave's hand and stomped away from where he was ,going back to where he and Niall were seated.

Next morning

Today Harry had a mission.
Yes he had to complete that task today.
He got up had bath and was now in search of the person who he knew would help him with the plan.

He entered the open area where he knew he could find the person and he was right.
Louis was there sitting on top a table with a book in his hand , a rare site to see Louis with a book.

"Comment ga va an jour d'huit,
mademoisee?"
When he saw Harry marching towards him he quickly read what he was reading at that time.

"That's French for "how are you today?"
Don't you look fresh... 'Harold'!"

Harry didn't have time for silly talk. He had a mission and he had to complete it.
He took the book out of Louis hand and slammed it shut.

"Stop wasting time, Louis!
I have a big problem to solve... actually, YOU do!"
Harry pointed a finger at Louis and pulled him by the wrist in the 2nd floor of a banquet which was open .

"Jump onto that ledge."
Louis looked at Harry, eyes wide.

"I'm not a circus animal!"

"Are you scared, Louis?"

Yeah okay. Now Louis had to do it. He wasn't going to let him hurry his ego .

"Now don't hurt my ego.
God save me! "
Louis jumped on the ledge.

" Shhh!!! Now listen...
Quietly look into that room...
and tell me what's happening!"

Harry demanded.

"Since when are you so vulgar?" Louis chuckled, bending down a bit so he could see what was going on in the room.

"Oh it's Niall's wife! Liam!"

"What is he doing?" Harry questioned.

"I'm not sure...
Some kind of tribal dance...
But what am I doing here?!"

"You're checking how
good their dance is!"

"Whose?!"

"Liam's side! Duffer!"

"Ohhh!!!!" Louis said , mouth shaped in a 'O'

"You should always gauge
your enemy's strengths!"

"Yo... Rambo from First Blood!
This is a wedding,
not Dancing with the Stars!
And, anyway, I don't cheat!"

"Liar! You'd still be in
pre-school if you didn't cheat!"
Harry stated with his hand on hips.

Louis looked at him and shrugged. Yeah he was write.

"Point."

"Ohohohoho!"

"Are they amazing?" Harry asked face scrunched up in worry.

"Hold on... Harry!"

"What? What happened?!"

" There's a girl also..."

"Might be his cousin from London...supposed to be a deadly dancer!"

"Holy mother of Jane!"

"Louis! Louis!" Harry shouted quickly catching Louis hand to prevent him from falling.

Niall was sitting on his bed with his hands in his face when Zayn walked in his room.

"What is happening?!" Zayn asked.
Niall mumbled something, head still buried in his hands

"You wanted a big, fat Indian wedding, no? Suffer now"

Niall looked up at Zayn to glare at him when Louis walked in , plate in one hand.

He walked over to the table and kept his plate down picking up a cloth that was lying there

"Louis. MY Shirt !". Niall yelled quickly getting up from his head and snatching it before Louis could wipe his hands on it.

"Aye! This is my TV show!" Louis said when he saw what was playing on the t.v

"118 islands, can you believe that?
Venice is made of-" the voice in the tv

"What's Venice like?" Niall asked, attention still on the t.v

"Fail. It's the sewage
system of Europe."

"Really? I'm going
there for my honeymoon!" Niall groaned.

"Why?" Zayn asked.

"Liam loves these old,
historical places.
It's okay, man. It'll be fun."

"Nonsense! You're going to be bored to tears."

"Shut up, Z" Niall said chucking a balled paper towel at him and going inside to change into his function clothes.

"You still have two days left...
just run away!" Zayn yelled, sitting on the sofa while changing the channel.

"Why did you change the channel?
That was my TV show..."

"50"')!-" the voice in the t.v shouted.

"Didn't know that." Zayn said eyes glued to the t.v

"Z. Change it back."

"It's your show, man. How many times are you going to watch it?" Zayn asked.

"I want you to see it."

"Not interested." Louis walked up to the t.v and switched it off

"What's your problem?" Zayn asked
"What's your problem, Zayn ?"

"You know what my problem is." Zayn said.

"I want to hear it from you."

"Drop the act, Louis.
This is the first time
in 8 years you've come to see us.
You've called, what, 10-20 times?
And you're asking
me what my problem is?"

"It's not like you were
calling every day."

"I did, man. I called a lot!
But I got sick of listening
to your answering machine!
You forgot about us, Louis."

At this point both of them were shouting.

"Try to understand, man
I was really caught up!
New places, new cities...
I had to make my life... my career!
I had to fulfill my dreams!"

"Your dreams!
Your life!
Your problems...
Your excuses!
Everything is about you!
What about me, Louis ?
How much do you even know about me?
My life, my dreams...
my circumstances!" Zayn yelled at him. Tears threatening to spill.

"Zayn , man, chilli
Look at Niall...
It's not like we spoke every day,
but he's not so sore with me!"

"That's because Niall doesn't
expect anything from you!
He didn't even think
you'd come for his wedding!
And who can blame him'?!
You didn't even come back
for your own mother's funeral! " Zayn yelled. Regretting it as soon as the words came out of his mouth.

"Niall's right.
Don't expect anything from me.
This is how I am."
Louis said.

"How?
Selfish?
Shameless?
Halfway around the world, Louis
and you've completely last your mind!"

"At least I'm not like you!
A drunkard, a gambler... a failure!"

Zayn picked up the cutlery knife and threw it at Louis, luckily missing he aim

*Are you trying to kill me?!
Are you crazy or what?!
Here... use this pillow."

Louis shouted at him and handing him the closet pillow he could find and quickly grabbing another one for himself.

"You cheat!"
Louis shouted when Zayn snatched the pillow from him.

" Come on and fight like a man" Zayn yelled.

The both were now wrestling trying to get the pillow, both so engrossed none of them realised they that they were now on the floor.

After few minutes of wrestling the pillow cover tore and there were feathers every where. They slowly looked up to see Niall glaring at the too of them .

" Niall... you look so pretty!"
They complimented Niall, hoping he would be less mad at them .

"I'm getting married, guys!
And my two best friends
are fighting like dogs!
Stop this drama and apologize
to each other right now."

Zayn made the first move.
" I am sorry"

"It's okay."
Both looking down, like a scolded puppy

"He's not saying sorry!" Zayn whined looking at Niall and pointing his finger at Louis like a child.

"Louis" Niall said, voice all stern

"Sorry"

"Beavis... Bullhead..." Niall said slapping both of them on the back of their heads

"Hug each other. Come on!" They all huffed each other.
It was nice to feel the familiar warmness once again. Yeah, maybe coming back here was a good idea.

They all were know dressed up and we're at the party hall where the sangeet was going to take place.

Louis was roaming around the hall with a
Vodka bottle in one hand and two shot glasses in the other.

Louis was walking down the stairs where he found Harry standing there looking at the crowd below. He looked nervous.

"Yo curly! Have this. "Louis said , knowing that Harry would do better if had some alcohol in his system to loosen him up.
"I don't drink." Harry looked at Louis for a matter of second, all attention on the dance steps he is practicing in his head.

"How many times will you lie in front
of the same man? Take this."

Louis was pouring Harry a shot when he heard a shrill voice and cringed at the way the person pronounced his name.

"Lewis!?" Jane said
"Just what I needed..." Grabbing the glass and downing it . She handed the glass to Louis and walked away.

"Total manufacturing defect." Harry muttered , taking the glass from Louis when he was done pouring the alcohol in it.

"What are you just standing here for?"
Louis asked

"Let me focus.* Harry muttered .

"Glass?" Louis asked, taking Harry's glass from his hand.

"Are you ready, guys?" The voice of the anchor boomed through the speakers.

Louis was now walking to the pantry to keep the bottle there when he saw Liam , muttering sometime to himself and doing some weeks hand motions.

" Open... open... open position.
Smile... smile! Interact...
Look into the eyes
of the audience directly..."

"Bro!" Louis shouted , grabbing Liam's attention.

"Hey!" Liam said , smiling at Louis

"All good?"

"Yeah uh I.. I,
uh, I just hope Niall likes my dance."

"Everything will be okay, right?" Liam looked at Louis for some assurance.

"Everything will be fine. You'll rock it"

"Louis, thanks...Thanks for coming
to our wedding, man...
You know,
it really means a lot... to me...
to Niall... to our family..."

"Here." Louis handed him the glass

*No, I just.."

"Take it. This makes everything better."
Liam looked at Louis , then the glass and finally the bottle. He snatched the bottle from Louis hand and started chugging it down .

Louis stood there with an amused form on his face.

"Now... for the groom! And the very hot,
the very sexy... Jane!". As soon as Liam heard his name him thrusted the bottle in Louis hand and went out on stage, stumbling a bit.

"Liam?!" Niall whisper shouted when he saw him stumbling a bit

"What happened to him?" Harry asked when Louis went or stand next to him.

Louis smirked and hold up the bottle of vodka he still had in his hand.

Harry muffled his laugh and concentrated on the dance performance happening.

After the dance was done Harry had a hand on his mouth.

"Oh my God.. that was like totally incredible!" Harry whispered to Louis

"That was surprising!"

"You said that their dance was rubbish! " Harry whisper yelled

"Yeah, man. It was!"
Louis saw it with his own eyes , maybe the vodka was that magical.

"No no no no... That wasn't rubbish...
That was mind-blowing!"

"I know! Genius!"

"Now who's going to see my dance?"

"All the uncles and aunts "

"I really wanted to be the best, you know."

Louis sighed and looked up at Harry

"You want to give an explosive
performance, right? Leave it to me."

"You? What are you going to do?" Harry asked

"Aye. You don't know how much talent I have! Just hold on to your pants.It shouldn't fly it off in excitement! "
Louis grabbed Harry's wrist and pulled him towards the stage.

"Come on.
Let's set this stage on fire!"

" And now... Everyone's favourite... the gorgeous.. Harry ?" As soon as the anchor said Harry's name the lights were switched off .

(I am shit at dancing so I can't explain it you also. Please use your imaginations. :( Sorry)

The entire crowd was cheering when Louis and Harry had started dancing and at the end of the dance everyone had joined them on the dance floor

Everyone present there was happy.
They couldn't wipe the smile off their face.
It was amazing.
Liam and Niall wedding had helped so many people reconnect and they all had fun .

It was great
Life was great for them and might be even great in future

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I know the ending was not good but I
couldn't think of anything.

Anyways what do you think about the whole wedding thing

And also Louis checking Harry's phone ?

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