POV Roger.

I became happy. On December 20 while Yasmine worked at Rolling Stone went to the church and rescheduled our wedding ceremony for the 14th of February. Also I went to the travel agency and rescheduled the honeymoon to Recife and Fernando de Noronha in Brazil, and to contact the buffet parties. We are getting married at night in one of the most beautiful churches in London and the wedding party will be one of the largest ballrooms in London, on two floors, one in which there is only the tables for drinks and food are served to the guests and the other floor there is a large dance floor and a bar, where the drinks that guests request will be prepared. Those responsible for the buffet will make all the organization in the ballroom. At night I went to sleep in the apartment of my beloved bride. On December 21 the day the boys and I rehearsed for the show's twenty-sixth day.

On December 22 there was a further test during the day. And the night there was a party of celebration of Happy Holidays to my mansion for about fifty guests. I contacted a restaurant and they made the food and prepared drinks. At the party were present some singers and musicians I know and that I like, I have friendship and affection, and Yasmine and our friends. Yasmine's parents have traveled to Brazil and my family come to London tomorrow night.

In celebration party in my mansion had plenty of food and drink. Even the pool was released to anyone who would, despite the cold London. Winter this year is rigorous. The waiters served food and drink without stopping. I drank a lot. Yasmine drank little and this time was clear, unlike her birthday party with Freddie, but Freddie, Bri, Deacy and I were stoned drink.

Yasmin POV.

- The boys overdone the drink, especially Roger. - I smiled. - My fiance is enjoying the celebration party. Thankfully there is no band practice tomorrow.

- The boys already desmarcaram the test because of that. - Veronica laughed. - They are already totally drunk. Let them enjoy, Yasmin.

- My brother is drunk this way to such happiness. - Clare said. - Do you understand, are to be married again and this time nothing will separate. My brother is so because you went back to him.

- And the love alive. - Smiled Mary. - We should make a toast.

- A toast to love beautiful Yasmin and Roger. - Layla smiled.

- A toast to such a beautiful and pure love that overcomes the obstacles. Cheers. - Said Vick.

- Health -. Said all smiling taking our shot of tequila.

Shortly after Roger appears with a glass of beer in hand.

- They ... They were toasting my love? - He asked in a drawling voice, typical drunk.

- We were toasting our love, my dear husband. - I smiled at him seeing her drunken state.

- I am very happy, so I'm drinking too much. It's for a good c ... Cause. - Roger smiled at me. - Not mad because I'm drinking, is not it?

- Of course not, my love, on the contrary ... You are very funny drunk. - I smiled at him kissing him on the lips feeling the taste of beer.

- You ... You is not seen nothing yet. They will laugh a lot yet. - He smiled prettily to me totally drunk.

- Roger, my dear friend, what will you ready? - Vick asked smiling.

- S ... Surprise, my dear friend Vick. - Said Roger Vick embracing aside fumbling a bit with the words.

- I'm already seeing that I laugh a lot. - I said Vick laughing at us.

- I, I love you so much, my little princess. - Roger said to me a little high calling attention to some guests. - I want ... that ... that ... ham ... The guests know how much I love you, Yasmine, which is my future beloved wife and I can not live without you. - He said drunk bloc Vick's embrace and come to meet me.

- I love you so much my love. - Smile and kissed.

Then he returns to the group of boys.

- What will my brother and the boys will pull? - Clare said eating a salty. - They are already over there than over here on account of drink. - she laughed.

- I do not even want to imagine what they will ready. - smile.

I played very Rockn Roll until then to start playing and only disco music. Wow, I loved too. He began playing D.I.S.C. The girls and I and we dance and sing animated.

They played other songs and danced when after a while we realized that Les Paul, Tim, Freddie, John, Bri and Rog had gone.

- Ready, are gone. And they are not drinking there. Heavens, where they went? - Mary asked laughing.

- We will continue to dance and let the guys. Soon they appear. Let's dance as if the world would end. - I said excitedly.

I love to dance, despite not being an accomplished dancer.

The girls and I were dancing nonstop and guests also and the drinks and food were served without interruption. We were dancing in the large backyard of Roger's mansion. It's very cold, but the guests are bundled up and dance as it helped ward off the cold. Winter started yesterday and already came hard. Dancing is wonderful to for this. I can not sleep too late, for tomorrow work in the magazine. The party started at eight in the evening. It's ten o'clock at the time. For a minute the DJ for playing music and people complain and everything gets dark.

Suddenly everything becomes clear again around us. And the boys appear. But they are not in their normal clothes. They get featured. God, I can not believe what I'm seeing. The girls and I started laughing and the other guests as well.

Paul is characterized cowboy, Les is characterized biker, Tim is characterized soldier, Freddie is characterized police, Bri with his immense hair is characterized worker, John is featured another soldier and Rog is characterized Indium US American. I have a fit of laughter. It's not possible. They are characterized equal to boys Village People.

- Yasmin, for God's sake, what these freaks will ready this time? - He asked Vick laughing blankly. - Worker Bri? My God!

- I have no idea. - I laughed again.

- What Roger is doing characterized North American Indian? And the soldier Tim? God, I've got a brother and boyfriend totally crazy. - Laughed nonstop Clare. - A drink by the way has much effect at all for all this madness are going they have to be really drunk. Vick, please take a photo of these beauties.

- With pleasure, Clare. - Said Vick taking your picture machine. - She took pictures of the featured guys who were drunk even funny poses.

After the photos, the DJ fired the sound again and began playing the Village People Macho Man and Bri, Rog, John, Freddie, Les Paul and Tim started dancing, a totally funny choreography.

- I can not believe this. - Clare smiled at my side. - They are dancing so clumsy.

They danced clumsily making faces and mouths. Roger who was dressed as Indian passed his hand over his stomach doing a sexy and smiling face to me. Freddie was in police costume plays his cap toward Mary catches smiling.

Everyone looked at them dancing. It became something comical. They were the dance performances towards the girls and me. There we stopped laughing. Rog came up to me and grabbed me by the waist strongly.

- What the Indians want huh? - I smiled at him stroking his neck.

- Indian wants Yasmine, Brazilian India. - He smiled. - We will build a hut for us to live with our future children? - He smiled scoundrel.

- You suck Rog. - I smiled at him kissing him on the lips and pushed it back to dance with the boys.

Freddie was the one who did the choreography more correctly and I could not stop laughing for a moment.

Bri was the sexiest poses to impress Vick not stand it with laughter.

- This worker I want to fix up the house. - She laughed. - But the hair has to cut.

- Workers will not cut the hair. - Bri said, smiling.

- And Tim? Literally go to war with this fantasy. - Clare smiled.

- John is not far behind. They are completely crazy. - Veronica smiled.

- And Paul cowboy reminded me that trip we made to the farm. - I laughed.

- Les biker, I do not know what to do. - Layla laughed.

- Hey babe, want to be part of my gang? - Said Les approaching the Layla grabbing strong.

She just laughed at the scene and kissed him.

They danced and sang music stretches. After a while they finished dancing and applaud the performance of boys.

- Very good! You are too funny. - Clare said.

I went to the DJ and whispered in his ear. He gave the okay and went to the girls saying we have to do.

He began playing the song It's raining men. I approached Rog making faces and mouths and dancing in front of him sexy. The girls came back and danced in front of the boys and sing also very high: IT'S RAINING MEN Halleluiah.

At the end of the song the girls and I did and we looked sexy pose sexy for the boys who were flabbergasted. As they were near the pool guess what we did? The push in the pool. Wretches, despite the pool water be warm, it's too cold for them to get wet.

- Only way to lower your hair, Bri. - Vick said laughing.

- You speak well, but he loves me not? And like my hair. - He said seriously.

They are complaining in the pool and the girls and I laughed nonstop. In the middle of the mess, some guests decided to jump in the pool as well. Roger and the boys leave the pool completely wet and shivering and start running after the girls and me.

- India Yasmine, come back here. Indian Roger is very angry with Brazilian India. We will not build our cabin, our place of love. - Said Roger running seriously behind me.

I laughed a lot with the words of my boyfriend.

- India Yasmine's sorry. Forgive Brazilian Indian Yasmine, Indian Roger? I want our cabin, our place of love. - I told him pouting.

Roger who was drunk said:

- Indian Roger will hold India Yasmine.

I ran through the house and he behind me. Until we got near the stairs leading to the upstairs of the house and he grabbed me wet.

- India Brazilian Yasmine is very beautiful, sexy, but pushed the Indian Roger in the pool. Indian Roger loves Yasmine India, but I'll hold it. - he said.

- I beg to Indian Roger not to pinch India Yasmine. India Yasmine promises to be good from now on. India Yasmine loves Indian Roger. - I again a pout looking at him.

- You send me in every way. - He looked at my eyes and I followed my pucker kissing my lips. - Indian Roger not hold India Yasmine, will build our cabin, but Yasmine India will not dry.

Roger took me bridal style lap taking me out of the room, heading toward the backyard.

- Indian Roger, please forgive Yasmine India. - I said smiling.

Then the boys had played Clare, Mary, Veronica, Layla and Vick in the pool. There was only me.

- India Yasmine will be wet like the Indian Roger. - Roger smiled at me and threw me in the pool.

I wet myself whole and pulled the leg of Roger making him fall into the pool again.

- Bad Brazilian India. - He looked at me kissing me.

- Indian Roger vindictive. - I smiled at him hugging him then.

- I love you, my most beautiful India. - He smiled at me.

- I love you too my most beautiful blond Indian. - I smiled at him.

Then I go out of the pool and went to take a shower while Roger was with the boys and the girls were very wet. I had to borrow some of my clothes I had in Rog's house for them to exchange otherwise we would all patients.

By midnight back the guests began to leave, as many still work the next day, has its commitments. I decided to go to sleep for work the next day and I said goodbye to the girls and boys who were still in the living room laughing and drinking.

Around two in the morning, Vick came in and woke me up.

- Yasmin, my friend did not want to wake her, but the boys are already leaving and Roger still want to go to the cellar of the house get more drinks and want to drive a Ferrari there this time.

- Roger is crazy? - I said smiling waking.

I get up and put on my robe. I go to the room and John and Veronica is going home. I wish them Merry Christmas, because we will only see us now in the twenty-sixth day. Tim and Clare had gone, Layla and Les too. They were still Paul, Freddie, Bri, Crystal in the room.

- Where's Roger? - I asked.

- It's in the cellar there this time. - Crystal said laughing nonstop.

I am going toward the cellar with Vick and see Roger in front of the cellar door with the key in hand. But it was not the cellar door key. Was the key to Ferrari.

- Yasmine can not open the door. - He said confused. - The keys do not work.

I start to laugh and say:

- My love, the key you are in the hand is not the cellar door. The key is that you hold your Ferrari. - I show the Ferrari symbol on key

- Not princess. This is the cellar key. - He said looking at me.

I keep laughing.

- Kitty, you're already very drunk. Enough to drink, do not you think? - He said stroking his face.

- I'm fine my princess. Princess ... I'll take just a wine. And then go to Truro seek my mother? I want to drive my Ferrari.

- Kitten his mother arrives at night with their relatives. No need to search it. And you're not driving your Ferrari. You can not afford to drive.

- Yasmine, we ride in the car with me, please? I drive well.

At this time Vick begins to laugh softly.

- Vick, I drive well. Well ... and ... - Roger did not complete the sentence.

- Love, you drive very well, but this is not the time to passearmos car. It's time to sleep and enough drink.

I pull him by the affectionate hand. Roger was still with the Indian costume.

- And you have to change clothes, otherwise catch the flu. - I snapped.

- Do not fight with me. I hate it when fight with me. - He spoke seriously.

- I'm not fighting my love, just calling your attention. - Lovingly talk to him.

We returned to the living room and take my leave of all, with only Crystal.

Crystal was a little drunk, with some lucidity. Now Rog was beside himself. Crystal helped me to take him to the room and took the wet fantasy Roger. I grabbed a towel and wiped his body and gave a dry underwear for him to wear.

Roger dressed. Then I grabbed a pair of sweatpants and Crystal put in Roger and got a thin shirt and put on Rog and put half on his feet as well.

I took the wet fantasy Rog and left in the basket. I asked Roger to lie down next to me I've come back. He laid and covered, as it was a cold night.

Crystal followed to the exit.

- Thanks for the help, Crystal. Roger drunk do not know what does. - I laughed.

- No need to thank Yasmin. Take care of it now. If you need anything just call. - He smiled.

- I do not think I'll need. Since already a Merry Christmas my friend, have a great Christmas with your family. - Smiles hugging.

- And to you a merry Christmas, Yasmin. - Crystal smiled going towards his car and leaving.

I locked the door and went up to the top floor. I lay down next to Roger, who was almost asleep. Rog had said he would take me to work early, but imagine the hangover he will have at dawn. I already know what I'll do.

I kiss your head and say:

- Goodnight love of my life.

- Good night my India Yasmine, love you.

He answered quietly. I smiled. Even drunk he's cute when he wants.

I took the big very warm comforter playing upon us. The I hugged her side and fell asleep next to my boyfriend loved.

The next morning according to the clock radio awakening: seven in the morning. Rog sleeps like a stone. Get out of bed and quickly change clothes. Then I go to the kitchen and prepare some breakfast and ever ready to leave when Rog up. I caught a remedy for headache and a glass of water and go back to the room and leave the side of the head of Roger's bed.

I grab a paper and write a small message. When I finish writing kiss the paper to be the mark of my lipstick. I smile. I kiss the head of Rog.

- I love you my baby. Have a nice day.

I open the drawer next to the bed and picked up the key to Ferrari and vehicle document. If he ever leaving has the Aston Martin. I'll drive the most is his Ferrari now.

I smile and take my bag and go toward the garage. I enter the Ferrari. Twenty to eight. Heaven. We are in Surrey. I have come to London in twenty minutes. I call Ferrari already backing up the vehicle quickly while the garage is open. I pull the garage door control that closes. Then accelerate Ferrari like to take the father from the gallows in fact not to be late to work. I turn on the radio and hear the songs. There was not much traffic on the highway then sped to the end only hear the Ferrari engine noise. Arriving in London decreases the speed a little, still accelerating on strong avenues. I feel as a professional racing driver. I arrive at the magazine's parking lot, and soon I park the Ferrari tire singing. I get out of the vehicle and some employees who come looking for me and I salute you. Eye on the clock: five to eight in the morning. Fifteen minutes of Surrey far. Next time I want to make in ten minutes.

I enter the building to another day of work.

POV Roger.

I open my eyes with difficulty. Eye on the clock radio: half past eleven in the morning. My head hurts. And I start to sneeze. I drank too much. Beside my head there is a glass of water and a tablet pack for headaches. Certainly Yasmine left me. Holy shit. I arranged to take her to work and did not wake up in time. Beside the head of the bed there is a note that says:

'' Good morning, good afternoon or good evening my baby. As you were sleeping like a rock did not want to wake him. So I took his Ferrari loaned to work and arrive on time. I'm already late angel. I promise to take good care of your machine ok? You will not have a scratch even when I arrive at night, after I drive better than you. Take your medicine my kitten. I know you're with headache now and I bet you do not remember 1/3 of what kitted out last night is not? But do not worry, when I get my love talk. I hope you are well and do not get cold. I am worried about you. I made breakfast. I left for you too. India Yasmine loves Indian Roger. Kisses my love''.

At the end of the ticket had a lipstick mark my princess.

Smiling with her affectionate note.

I took the medicine and called her, saying it came well with Ferrari. And I said I'm cold symptoms. She gave a little scolding me and said that at night take care of me.

I remember a few things last night. What to drink causes huh?

P.S: Imagine the guys doing the choreography of the Village People kkk. And Roger Indian dress hahaha