"Throw a party... with her...?" I ask arching my eyebrow, not even looking at you but I know perfectly well that you're rolling your eyes.

My best friend, Niall, is getting married in a month and everything has to be perfect. I'm in charge of the bachelor party, which is going to be absolutely legendary. He's the first one in our group of friends to get married and we're all super excited. But today things happened.

Niall called me this morning to see if I could meet him and Amelia, his fiancée, for brunch, as they had something to tell me. What I didn't expect when I arrived was that you would also be there, Amelia's best friend and therefore maid of honour, and with whom I don't get along at all. I tried to put our differences aside while we ate until Niall and Amelia dropped the bomb.

They want us to organize the pre-wedding party together, as they are too busy with the final preparations for the wedding and don't have the time. Look, I can be in the same room with you and respect your presence, I can even eat at the same table as you, but organizing a party with you? And have to communicate with you and try to come to an agreement? No way.

"I don't know Niall, I don't think anything is going to go well," I say, leaving my cutlery on the table and looking at my friend with a serious expression.