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didn’t know that her 21st birthday would have that big of an impact on her life. She was visiting her family in the States, apparently, the legal drinking age was 21 there. So naturally her cousins took her to a bar for her first legal drink in the States. “What will it be for you tonight?” The bar tender asked. “Guinness.” said. Her cousin laughed. “That’s how you can tell you’re from Ireland! Speak with the accent, and never drink cheap beer.” nodded her head and took a huge swig of beer. Across the bar, in the VIP area, watched a young woman, with hair and eyes sip her beer and laugh at what must have been a good joke. “Oy, , go talk to her! She looks like she’s just friends with the guy she’s sitting next to.” said to his friend. downed his shot of Vodka and made his way to the bar. “Guinness stout.” He said to the bartender. He casually leaned over the bar. turned her head. The voice sounded familiar. She almost spit out the beer she had just taken into her mouth when she saw who it was. glanced her way. “Don’t choke now.” He said with a laugh. smiled. “Went down the wrong tube.” “You’re from Ireland?” asked her. “Yeah, Killarney. Live there my whole life. Where ‘bout are you from?” “Dublin. What brings you to the States?” asked after taking a sip of his beer. “Well, I was born in California, but we moved to Killarney when I was one because they were sick of the politics.” walked up. “Hey , we’ve got to get going.” turned to . “um, can I get your number, so I can maybe call you....?” hesitated. “Well, lets think about it. You are a famous pop star. I’m a girl from Killarney. You probably don’t have the room in your expensive mobile phone for my number.” She said with a smile. “Well, how about this. I’ll give you the number to the worst, most devious reporter in the whole of the UK. If I don’t call you within, lets say. a week, then you can call her and tell her all about how much I like to party while I’m in America.” She thought about it for a few seconds. “OK, why not.” gave him her mobile number and watched him walk from the bar. “We’ll see.” * * * * * * * Strapless, white pearls, Yards of white satin. It was four years later. had called . After she had gone back to Ireland, called her everyday, sent her tickets and backstage passes to every show near Killarney. even toured with the group for a couple months. pulled at her veil. She had found her wedding dress at a little boutique in Dublin. *Flashback* “We’re going on a scavenger hunt.” said to . She laughed. “What?” “A scavenger hunt! Come on, It’ll be fun!” She shrugged. “Sure, why not?” The first clue had said “I’m hot, I’m cold, I’ll blow you away.” was puzzled for a second. “A blow dryer?” raised his eyebrows. “maybe.” hurried to the bathroom in the house the two of them shared. There were two envelopes taped to the mirror. One was pink, one was blue. The pink one had a message written on it saying. “Open the pink ones for the next clue, wait till the end to open the blue ones”. The second one had led them to the bedroom, the third to ’s house, and the fourth to Bleeding Murphy’s. The Pub where they had shared their first kiss. Everyone was there. The rest of Westlife, A1, Ronan, and and ’s families. “What’s this?” She asked, a grin playing on her lips. “Oh, it’s nothing. We just decided to come for a drink.” Ronan said, trying to look innocent, but failing miserably. raised her eyebrows. “Then why do you have a video camera?” “Oh, uhhh...... I was just..... Taping Ben! Because he, uh, wants to... sing?” Ronan racked his brains, trying to come up with a excuse. “Sure.” “Why don’t you assemble the clues in the blue envelopes?” said to . “Sure. You don’t want to help?” She asked. “I’m going to get us some drinks.” He said. He kissed her forehead and walked towards the bar. pulled the envelopes out of her purse and assembled them upside in order like the instructions said. She flipped over the first one. Will She flipped the second one. You ’s heart skipped a beat. She paused. Could it be? She looked up. Ronan's camera was trained on her face. She dropped her Purse to the floor and flipped the last two over at the same time. Marry Me? gasped. Her hands flew to her face and tears sprang to her eyes. She spun around and was greeted by a very nervous holding a small black box. He dropped down on one knee and took her hand. “How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. Well, supposedly, I cant coun't because I’m a pop star-” snickered and Ronan zoomed in. “-But I can count on a few things. That you will bring the best out of me, that I can count on you to support me in anything I do and I can count on you to love me unconditionally. And you never let me down.” let out a small sob. “There are things that you can count on as well-” continued. “- That I will love you. That I will support you through everything and that I will be the happiest man in the world, if you would grant me the honor, of becoming my wife.” ’s should shook and tears of happiness ran down her face. She pulled from his knees and kissed him fully on the mouth. “Is that a yes?!?” Ronan asked, the camera a foot away from the two. looked in the eyes. “Yes. That’s a yes, Yes, YES!” The group cheered, and the celebrated into the night. Present Time. “Ready ?” ’s father stood at the doorway, waiting to walk her down the aisle. smiled, nodded, and walked out the door with her father. Pachabel’s Canon in D was just ending. Smashing Pumpkins Melancholy and the Infinite Sadness started up. She held her bouquet and linked her arm through her fathers. stood waiting for her at the end of the aisle. His smile lit up the church. And they started a new life, together.. |