Chapter 6

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In this chapter you are going to see how close Lilly, Harry and Maggie are. It’s gonna be all cute and possibly a tear jerker. It depends how sensitive you are I guess.. I’m sorry if I use both mum and mom in this chapter. I use mom, so it’s hard to write mum! If you can think of a ship name for Zayn and Maggie, they’re gonna start getting more flirty together soon. Comment and tell me how you like the story so far? :) I tried making this longer for you, and I think I succeeded :p This took me about five and a half ish hours to write. I think that’s dedication :p

~Enjoy!

-Morgan<3

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(The next day)

“Uh... mum? You are hurting Maggie and Lilly. They need to breathe.” Harry said, talking to Anne. We decided to take a day away from everybody else and have a reunion with our families before they all had to leave tomorrow. We were starting out with Harry’s house for breakfast, Lilly’s house for lunch, and my house for supper.

“Oh sorry! I haven’t seen you girls in the longest time, we’ve all been so busy. We should have a time for the three of us!” Anne was rambling on about how we should all go shopping together or something like that.

“Yes! Whenever the boys go back to London we can have a girls night. We’ll go the whole nine yards. Movies, nails, hair, food, and confessions. Sound good? Just like old times.” Lilly said. The smile on Anne’s face was amazing. I truly did miss those days. I was happy, actually happy, those days. And like I said, I am going to do anything it takes to be happy again.

“I’m glad you’re all already making plans for me to leave.” Harry said with a fake frown.

“Well duh! Who wants a stink boy around here?” I said with a giggle. We all started laughing after a bit.

We walked into kitchen and sat down at the table. I remember all the days that I would race Harry down the stairs to see who would get to dinner faster. Harry would always trip over the corner, but he always managed to win. I would pull the puppy face and he’d say he was sorry. We’d hug and then eat food. On the occasions that I would win, it was reversed. It’s silly now that I think of it, but back then it was almost as big of an event as a birthday. I’ll never understand.

Anne had made a breakfast bar for us. There was french toast, waffles, pancakes, eggs, sausage, cereal, oatmeal, tea, and orange juice. The fresh fruit smelled almost as good as they looked. “Dig in!” She said admiring her work. We all put a little bit of everything on our plates. It smelled fantastic. It was these days that I missed. On some days Robin or Gemma would join us, but that was if they weren’t at work, or in Gemma’s case, asleep on her days off.

After an hour of laughing and eating it was time for us to head to Lilly’s house. We did stay long enough to clean the dishes. Of course, Harry put bubbles on my face. I put some in his curls and he did it back. We were covered in bubbles by the time Anne stopped us. Too bad I was being sat on by Harry. He was trying to lick my face, for whatever reason he had, but Anne had told him to stop. I was laughing at his upset expression.

“Well mum, I’ll be here tomorrow morning before we leave. I love you.” Harry kissed Anne and hugged her. She smiled into his shoulder. It was absolutely heartbreaking. Almost like the day Harry left for the live shows.

“Harry, I love you. Don’t forget to call and text me everyday. Okay? I’ll try to come to any performance that I can. I’m so proud of you. Go live your dream.” Gemma said with tear filled eyes. She was letting her baby brother go. He was going to live his dream. Gemma and Harry always fought, but it was the sister/brother fighting. The had their moments when they would have heartfelt conversations. Just like any other pair of siblings.

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