"Allison, stop jumping on the bed please."
Allison stopped and sat back down. We had been in the hotel a couple days and Allison was bored. We were waiting for the rest of the wedding party to arrive.
"Come on Ally let's play another game." I said.
"I don't wanna!" Allison pouted and got off the bed. "I wanna go swimming!"
"Daddy's not here to go swimming with you." I said. Harry had left for a tux fitting a half hour ago.
There was a knock at the door and I got up to answer it. I smiled when I saw Elise there.
"Hey girl." She said.
"Elsie!" I squealed. I reached out my arms and we hugged.
"It's been forever since I've seen you!"
"Hey I'm not the one who moved to fucking England."
"Shush." I said, looking behind me. Allison was sitting up on the bed looking up at us with big eyes.
Elsie covered her mouth.
"I'm so sorry! As soon as I get away from Penelope it all just comes out." I laughed. Elise came in and started fawning over Allison.
"Hey there cutie!" she said.
"You sound like mommy." Allison informed her seriously.
"It's the accent." I explained.
"Oh! Thanks doll." Elise said in an exaggerated accent. Allison giggled.
"Did you bring Penelope or your husband?" I asked.
"No, he didn't want to come so I figure I might as well make it a vacation for one." There was another knock at the door and Liam and his wife came in.
"Hey Liam." I said. He smiled at me.
"There's the bride to be!" he said, he gave me a hug.
"Am I the first to arrive?" he asked.
"Yeah, Harry's at a tux fitting right now. He should be back." He nodded and went over to say hello to Allison and Elsie. I nodded to his wife. My phone rang and I picked it up.
"Hello?"
"Hey Emma." Harry sounded tired.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"They don't have the tux I ordered."
"Oh." My mind was suddenly racing, it was too early for something to go wrong.
"They said it should be in, in a couple days."
"We're getting married in..." I checked my watch. "2 days and 35 minutes."
"I could check at home, but it means I'd have to drive all the way home."
"It's fine, I'll just postpone rehearsals tomorrow morning."
"I'm really sorry."
"It's not your fault."
"I'll be back early tomorrow."
"I love you."
"I love you too, Mrs. Styles." I groaned into the phone and then heard Harry laugh before hanging up the phone.
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The Publisher
Fiksi PenggemarFinal book in The Journalist trilogy. Harry loves Emma, and Emma loves Harry. But is it enough?