As we pull up to the cafe Sarah starts talking about how excited she is for everyone to get here. She keeps talking until we are seated and getting ready to order. I keep a smile on my face and nod my head at the appropriate times. Once we place our orders Sarah pauses to take a drink of water. I take this opportunity to ask her a question. 
                          
"Why did you choose to get married here? Your family moved away before you started high school. That was what, eight years ago." This question has been bothering me for awhile.
                          
"All of my parents' friends are here. I don't really talk to my high school friends like I talk to my friends that I made in elementary school. Besides, all of my college friends will have to travel either way." Sarah looks around and smiles. "And there is a beach so its like a destination wedding!" 
                          
"You could of had a real destination wedding!" I laugh at Sarah's explanation. "And speaking of traveling, I think I could make the trip from campus to home with my eyes closed now."
                          
"I know. I am so sorry about that, but I needed you here. My mom would have drove me crazy. When are you heading back tonight?" Sarah asks, but she is really asking if I will be at the rehearsal dinner.
                          
"I am leaving right after the dinner. That will get me home by midnight and then I have to wake up tomorrow by six a.m. You are lucky I love you." I shake my head at the insanity. I will be sleeping all day Sunday.
                          
"Is Niall coming to the dinner tonight?" Sarah casually asks and it makes me think that this was her destination question the whole time. 
                          
"No. He offered to drive up, but with his game tomorrow I told him no. Niall has been so stressed about me driving back and forth all week. He says 'it's not safe for you with how tired you have been.' I mean it's cute that he is worried, but I'm not in any danger." His worry makes me feel all sorts of things. 
                          
"How are things with you two? You haven't talked about him that much." Sarah rests her chin in her palm. 
                          
"We are good, really good." A big smile appears on mine and Sarah's faces. 
                          
"You have to give me more. I know you haven't been seeing each other that long, but are you in love?" Sarah wiggles her eyebrows. 
                          
"I can't speak for Niall, but there are some stronger feelings than just liking him coming from me, but I am taking it slow." 
                          
"You are going to go meet his mom in Ireland. That's taking it slow? Wow, I don't want to see what taking it fast looks like." Sarah smirks at me.
                          
"Oh shut up!" I roll my eyes at her. "Everybody is going. It's just a big New Years party." 
                          
"I am so excited for you! I can't wait to see you guys dancing tomorrow and letting the love and romance of a wedding sweep you off your feet." Sarah squeals and I'm reminded of Rae. 
                          
"This is why I didn't want Niall to come. The pressure is fre-" Sarah cuts me off. 
                          
"I'm just teasing. I'm sure tomorrow will be like any other day for you two. Niall completely smitten by you and you completely oblivious to your power over him." Sarah's smirk reappears. 
                          
"That's not true." I argue with her.
                          
"I guess we will see." Sarah argues back. 
                          
If anyone has the power in the relationship at this point in time its Niall. I would be completely devastated if he left. No one makes me happy like he does and that's terrifying. 
                          
***
                          
I hear a faint buzzing coming from next me. I try to ignore it as I sleep, but the buzzing keeps persisting. I finally roll over in my bed and grab my phone. I first notice the time. Four-oh-three in the freaking morning. Then I notice the name. Niall. Why is he calling me so early?