The Styles Triplets

Chapter Eighty-Four

Marcel’s POV

“You’re stressing me out,” I tell Gemma.

“Everyone’s stressing me out!” she yells. The wedding is tomorrow and we have our senior sleepover today and Gemma doesn’t want us to go.

“We have to go to the sleepover,” Harry carries in flowers to the tent where the reception will be.

“You went to your senior sleepover,” Edward whines, “so we can go. We’re only seniors once.”

“You were almost a senior twice,” Harry laughs and Edward punches his arm.

“Fine!” Gemma yells, “go!”

“It’s barely morning,” Harry says, “and we’re almost done so we can help you with anything else.”

“We are rehearsing at five so after rehearsals you can leave to your sleepover,” Gemma fusses and leaves us in the tent.

“I’m surprised she hasn’t gone into labor,” Edward says. I shake my head and set the center pieces on the tables, while the girls set the silverware down. Tia and Olivia are setting up the main table, where we will all sit.

None of us went to school so we can help Gemma out. Mum and Dad hired so many people to help decorate and set everything up. They put barricades by the lake so no one would would fall. Gemma hated how the barricades looked so she made them paint them white and decorate them with vines so it wouldn’t look dull.

Olivia and I helped set the centerpieces all day and Harry and Edward carried up all the statues up the alter. Tia worked with other helpers with the banners and all the receptions decor.

Jeff and his brother, Chris, went out to get their tuxes. Chris wanted to wear his army uniform but Jeff really wanted everyone to be formal, especially since Chris is his best man. The boys and I are his groomsmen. Jeff doesn’t have many friends because he said he spent most of the time with Gemma. He does have friends that are coming, but he doesn’t have any friends that would be cut out to be groomsmen. Either way, I still don’t understand why he chose us to be his three other groomsmen? Bad idea, bad idea.

Tia and Olivia are some of Gem’s bridesmaids. Gemma’s best friend Sarah is her maid of honor. Because of the odd number of bridesmaids, we won’t be walking in with partners. I would have been with Olivia and Ed with Tia, Chris with Sarah but Harry didn’t have a partner and Gemma didn’t want Chloe in her wedding.

Harry’s POV

“I really want you all to walk with partners,” Gemma whines, “but Harry doesn’t have a partner.”

“The little shit can walk alone,” Edward crosses his arms.

We are at wedding rehearsals and I’m standing here not knowing what to do.

“I’ll just sit out,” I tell her.