Requested by TirilHenden: Can you do a one-shot based off of 'Lay all your love on me' from Mamma Mia, so Y/N is Sophie and Tom is Sky.

"Seriously, be careful with that stuff, because there is no time to get replacements to the island before the wedding if you break any of it." I scoffed and shook my head, my mum's hotel buzzing with people and caterers, the ones that I was yelling at being particularly careless with the dishes and China that Tom and I had ordered for our wedding.

"Y/N." I turned around and sighed in relief as Harrison walked towards me.

"Thank god, if one more caterer is heavy-handed with any of this stuff, I am leaving this island and never coming back." I puffed out and shook my head, making him chuckle and put his hands on my shoulders.

"Take a deep breath, and tell me what I can do to help. What still needs doing?" He asked.

"Everything does, Haz. The boxes need to be moved inside and unpacked, the tables and hotel itself need to be decorated with the flowers, literally everything needs be done and there's only twenty-four hours left to sort it all out, twelve of those I'll be using to try to sleep so that I can perform for my husband on our wedding night, all whilst said husband is nowhere to be found." I gulped, making Harrison chuckle and shake his head.

"Tom is why I'm here. He's on the beach, he told me to come and tell you to join him." He stated. My eyes widened.

"Are you crazy?! I can't leave in the middle of all of this, I'm way too stressed for that-."

"Which is exactly why he asked me to tell you to join him. Because he knew that you'd be freaking the fuck out." He chuckled, making me smile and bite my lip at how well my fiancé and soon-to-be-husband knew me. I had been born and raised on the tiny Greek island of Kalokairi, where my mum had started to make a life for us when she'd travelled here after graduating university, and had just never left. I'd been raised in my mum's hotel, the beautiful structure being the only real accommodation for visitors and tourists when they came here. Five years ago, I had met the love of my life, Tom, when he had come to live here with his best friend and brother, both of whom already worked here. Of course, I hadn't known who he was when I'd first met him, a fact of which had made our relationship start in a very interesting way.

I walked into the courtyard of the hotel, my eyes glued to the list of renovations that we had to do today that I held in my hands. I sighed and looked up, my eyes widening slightly as an extremely attractive guy was carrying boxes across the courtyard before placing them by the door to reception.

"Woah, no, what are you doing?" I scoffed, making the guy raise his head to look at me as I spoke. His eyes softened as he stood up fully, making me gulp and try not to get lost in the beautiful chocolate colour of them over being annoyed that he was blocking the entrance.

"I'm putting my stuff down here. Is that alright?" He chuckled sarcastically as he went to the archway and picked up another box.

"No, it's not actually, I have guests coming today, and I need that entrance for them to, you know, get into my hotel." I smiled and nodded equally as tauntingly. He looked around.

"What guests?" He teased. I raised my eyebrows, a scoff leaving my lips as he continued to shift the boxes.

"Look, stop, seriously, I don't know who you are, or who you think that you are, but this stuff can't just be abandoned here." I shook my head.

"It'll only be for five minutes, I promise." He smiled, making me gulp and desperately try to hold my ground despite his absolutely gorgeous smile.

"Even that's too long, it needs to be moved-."

"Oh, Y/N, I see that you've met my brother." I turned around as I heard Harry's voice. My eyes widened, my mouth falling open as he walked out and joined the guy, making the cocky little shit smirk and wink at me.

"That's Tom?" I scoffed and shook my head.

"Yup. Harry's oldest and devilishly handsome brother, that I'm sure he told you was moving here. Permanently." He nodded. I sighed and closed my eyes, my tongue in my cheek as I tried to comprehend the fact that I would now have to live with this smug asshole on my island.

"Yeah. He mentioned that you were arriving today." I nodded as I looked at him again.

"No 'nice to meet you', no 'it's good to finally have you knocking about', no red carpet?" He teased as he strolled towards me. I scoffed and gestured around us.

"I can't even afford to fix the place's broken tiles, did you really think that I was going to roll out a red carpet?" I scoffed again. He shrugged and started to turn away from me again, a hand raising to swipe the beautiful hazel curls on his head out of his eyes as he picked up yet another box.

"It's a shame that we didn't get off to a good start. Harry has been telling me for months how the owner's daughter is exactly my type. I was looking forward to asking her out to dinner." He nodded, his eyes glued to me and a small smirk on his lips as he carried the box inside. I scoffed and looked down, though my heart jumped in my chest and my cheeks rapidly heated up at the idea of the insanely attractive guy taking me out to dinner. I chuckled and shook my head, my lip in between my teeth and my heart thumping gently as I turned around and headed back inside before the new stranger could make me blush even more.

I snapped out of my thoughts, my bare feet padding along the path that led to the beach as I went in search of Tom. Whilst it was true that first impressions had been far from ideal, Tom had ended up asking me out after all, and we'd never looked back. Since he had moved here permanently, there was no danger of us falling for each other and then having our hearts broken when he inevitably left again, and so we ran with it. Before I knew it, Tom had gotten down on one knee two years ago and had proposed, our wedding starting at the crack of dawn tomorrow. And I couldn't wait. I padded onto the beach, my footsteps silent as I could see Tom sat on the sand, his body only clad in a pair of trunks as he sat in the water, right where the waves lapped against the sand.

"Hey." I called out, alerting him to my presence as he looked over his shoulder at me.

"Took you long enough, darling." He teased as I pulled my shorts off to leave me in my bikini so that they wouldn't get wet before I sat down in the water next to him.

"Well, one of us has to make sure that our wedding is actually ready for tomorrow." I returned, making him smirk and kiss my cheek as he curled his arm around my waist.

"How's it going? You stressed yet?" He asked.

"Like you wouldn't believe." I sighed and shook my head.

"Well, that's why I told Haz to go and get you. I knew that you'd be stressed, so I figured that you could use a little bit of this." He smirked before pushing me down. I squealed and laughed as he pushed me down onto the sand and rolled on top of me, the water lapping around our legs and travelling up my back to make my hair wet.

"Tommy!" I laughed as he started to kiss my neck, his hands gently raising my hands and then intertwining our fingers above my head.

"What? You're stressed, and only one thing makes you less stressed. And that's sex on the beach." He nodded as he teasingly left open-mouthed and nippy kisses against my skin.

"Tommy, we can't fuck on the beach in broad daylight, someone will see us." I giggled.

"It's our island, they can fuck off." He scoffed, making me laugh again as he raised his head to look at me. He gazed down at me with a small smile on his lips, the eyes that I'd fallen in love with scanning over my face as he looked at me softly.

"What are you thinking about, Tommy?" I whispered. He smiled and bit his lip, one of his hands letting mine go to stroke my cheek instead.

"About how we should cancel the wedding and go travelling instead." He admitted. My eyebrows furrowed.

"What? You're joking, aren't you?" I chuckled nervously.

"Course I'm not. We're young, we're only twenty-five, we have plenty of time to get married, have kids, settle down together. Why not put it off for another year to go and see the world, and then come back to do it?" He shrugged. My smile dipped as I looked at him, my throat swallowing harshly as I realised that he was serious.

"It would be an amazing idea, if the wedding wasn't literally eighteen hours away." I mumbled, the water continuing to lap around our bodies as he lay on top of me. He sighed and gave me a small smile.

"Tommy, if you don't want to marry me, I'd rather you just say." I gulped.

"Sweetheart, no, that's not it. I love you, I want to marry you. It was just a thought that I've been having recently. You've lived your whole life on this island, I want to show you the world before we settle down. Show you everything that I've seen." He shook his head. I sighed and bit my lip.

"What's to stop us from doing that after tomorrow?" I whispered. His eyes widened slightly, his lips threatening to curl into a smile as he looked down at me.

"Are you serious, love?" He asked hopefully.

"I mean, why not? My mum, Harry and Harrison can hold the fort down perfectly well by themselves, what's to stop us from extending our honeymoon to a whole year instead of just two months? We could see the world in a year. We could do it, just after we're married instead of hours before." I chuckled.

"And that is why I love you." He nodded, making me smile as he leant down and kissed me. I returned it, my eyes fluttering shut as I held his face, and he held my thigh up against his waist. He broke the kiss and moved his lips down to my neck again, making me squeal and giggle as he left open-mouthed kisses against my skin.

"Oy! Sexy time on the beach is over!" Tom groaned and looked up, making me chuckle as I also looked up and turned my head to the side to see Harrison and Harry walking towards us on the sand.

"Cockblocks much." Tom teased as he climbed off of me and stood up before taking my hands and pulling me to my feet too.

"You can have all the sex that you want when you're married, but right now, we need to finish said wedding. Come on, there's still a lot to do." Harrison nodded, making us sigh as Tom curled his arm around my waist and we started to follow them off of the beach.

"Yeah, a lot of planning for travelling to do too." Tom mumbled into my ear, making me giggle and peck his lips at the idea of us actually travelling the world as we headed off of the beach, and towards the hotel to finish decorating our wedding, so that we can start the rest of our lives together.