Louis’ POV
“Yes.” I said.
“No.” Harry said.
“Yes.”
“No.”
“Yes.”
“Fine.” Harry said extremely pissed off.
“Yay!” I yelled.
“What’s going on?” Melissa asked.
“He officially agreed that I get to dance with you at the wedding when people are taking turns dancing with you.”
Melissa actually smiled. “Boo, I would be happy to dance with you.” She walked out of the room and Harry’s jaw crashed to the floor.
I started laughing and Harry hit me in my gut. “No more.” I murmured.
I got up off the ground and went to my room and heard my phone go off. I walked over and it was a Twitter update. “Ooh!”
I picked up my phone and gladly looked and saw Larry Stylinson stuff going on. I threw my phone on the bed and started trying to calm my anger down.
“All of this stupid Larry Stylinson shit is really pissing me off.” I said.
I grabbed my phone and started out of the room until it went off again. More Larry Stylinson stuff. Now, I am pissed off.
Melissa’s POV
Ugh, okay what do I have to plan for again? Ugh, oh my God so much work. Harry’s leaving soon well I actually have to go back to London with Taylor and Mint to work on the wedding. No Harry for 8 months. I’m not going to make it.
“Mint, help me start packing.” I said.
“Why?” Harry said coming in instead of Mint.
“I have to plan for the wedding.” I said.
“Yeah, you’re staying here to do that. Nope, no going back to London.” Harry said.
“Oh, okay. Then let’s go buy a house.” I joked.
“Okay.” He said.
I looked at him. “I was joking.”
