CHAPTER 20
CODY’S POV—
I really like Paula.
I mean, she thinks I’m pretending for my dad.
But no.
I’m just making time for her to let go of her jack ass ex, Niall.
And love me eventually.
“I’m done” Paula said.
“Let’s get going!” I said happily.
“Are you sure your dad will like me?” She asked while buckling up in my car.
“Of course he will, I already like you” I smiled. She smiled back too, weakly I guess.
“Stop it”
“Stop what?”
“All the cheesiness, goodness Cody, I’m getting high sugar levels” She joked.
“Okay, we’re here by the way” I said, stepping on the brakes. We entered the Italian restaurant and my dad was sitting alone.
“You must be Paula Cowell, I’ve heard a lot of good things about you” My dad told her. Paula blushed. She’s cute. But nothing more. She’s famous though.
“Why thank you sir” She said.
The evening flew past and before I knew it, Paula and I were home. Dad and she liked each other. Great.
She’ll love me, eventually.
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ZAYN’S POV—
Ring.
Ring.
Ring.
“Hello?” Perrie answered groggily. Who wouldn’t? I called her 1 in the morning. I said first thing in the morning.
“Hey babe” I said weakly. I could hear her sigh on the other end of the line.
“What do you want?” She asked cockily.
“Look, Niall talke—” Perrie cut me off by yelling,
“What? I told that leprechaun to NOT tell you! Now how am I going to—” She was crying.
“Look Perrie, I love you. You’re amazing, wonderful, gorgeous but I don’t deserve you” I said honestly.
“I knew it already since the day you asked me to marry you Zayn, I shouldn’t have said yes but you were too pushy,” She laughed a bit. “But I said yes because I wanted you to be happy. Even if that means sacrificing my happiness. I knew all along from the start that you were Marie’s and you always are. She’s the one you needed that time Zayn, not me.” Now, I was crying as well.
“Would you please come here? I wanted to talk to you in personal” I stated, leaving silence.
“Zayn, I would love to, but I have to finish the wedding plans. After all, I’ve already contacted your bride and asked her size, you know? For the gown” She said, sniffing a bit. My bride? Was she talking about Marie? But she’s going to marry Efron.
“She’s not” A girl said behind me. I turned around and dropped my phone on the ground.
“Marie?”
“Zayn?” She mocked me. I smiled and ran to her.
“Is Zac after me?” I asked in whisper.
“Nah, that bastard and I are through. He beat Niall up” She said. Niall? Niall asked her for me?
“What are you doing here?”
“Niall told me you’re going to ask me something?” She said.
“Ah, yes.” I said, realizing what he was telling me.
“Oh wait, he said he has something for you by the refrigerator. Mind checking it first?” She laughed. I ran to the kitchen and saw a box containing a beautiful diamond ring. Oh Niall, I smiled. I took the box and ran back to Marie. I knelt down and said,
“Marie, will you marry me?”
She was in tears.
“Of course Zayn” She hugged me.
“I can’t believe I was asked twice in a year” She giggled in my ear.
“I can’t believe I asked twice in a year” I respond.
“This is the happiest day of my life” She burst into tears.
“Mine too babe” I said, wiping her tears away.
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NIALL’S POV—
“So we’ll go to Mullingar on Friday?” He asked, confirming.
“Yup”
“Can I bring my fiancé? I wanted the family to meet her” He asked.
“Of course” I responded.
“What’s her name?” I asked. I don’t really know why.
“Gemma, Gemma Styles” I opened my mouth in shock. Paula’s brother is marrying Harry’s sister? Oh my God this is so hard to sink in.
“Why?” He laughed.
“You’re aware that Gemma is Harry Styles’ sister right?”
“Yep” He replied.
“Oh. Okay.”
“Hard to take in huh? Well, I got to go.” He said.
“I’ll see you at the airport” I said. He nodded.
This is it.
Nothing can stop me now.
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