Turn Back Time - Sequel to SEPOYH [H.S]

Chapter 43

(A/N: This is kind of a filler chapter, but I really wanted to have this chapter! I can now cross chapter 43 off the list! Only 7 more chapters and an epilogue left!

Oh! And I probably won’t be updating this weekend since I won’t be home since I’m going on a “vacation.” (It’s not really a vacation we’re just driving a few hours to visit family and my brother, sister in law, and nephew and yeah…)

But anyways I’ll try to update a soon as possible! Hope you enjoy!)

***Song: Like Toy Soldiers-Eminem     Favorite song by him. I’ve been singing it like all damn week. Eminem is amazing, if you don't agree then you don’t know anything about music. The story behind this song is pretty sad. If you pay attention to the video you’ll probably pick up on it.***

“Step by step, heart to heart, left right left.                                        

We all fall down like toy soldiers.

Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win

But the battle wages on for toy soldiers.”

Ali’s POV:

“Oh sweet baby Jesus, I have been waiting for this day,” I awed.

I heard a low chuckle and I turned to my left.

“What? Why are you laughing at me?”

Harry smirked, “Did you not just hear yourself? You’ve been waiting for this day? It’s not that important of a day.”

My jaw fell and I heard the others snicker behind us. “What! How can you say it’s not an important day! It’s very important!”

Harry rolled his eyes at me, “Ali, we’re just going to our cake testing.”

I threw my hands up in the air.

“Exactly, it’s very important!”

“I second that,” Niall laughed.

I turned and lifted up my hand. He quickly gave me a high five and we grinned at each other.

“At least Niall appreciates cake as much as I do,” I told Harry as I turned back around to face him.

“I’m not saying I’m not looking forward to it. It’s just not crazy important,” Harry told me.

I sighed and looked at the others. Dani, Liam, El, Lou, Perrie, Zayn, and Niall all came along and were also standing outside of the bakery with us.

“He’s saying cake isn’t important…. How can I marry him?”

“Simple. You can’t. Let us run away together then,” Perrie chuckled.

I grinned and reached out for her. “Let’s do it, Pezz!”

She gripped her arm around mine but didn’t stay there as an arm wrapped around my torso and carefully pulled me back.

“Ali is mine. Thank you very much. Now let’s go or you’ll miss the cake tasting.”

I looked up at Harry and stuck out my tongue, “Jealous are we?”

His dimples were shown and he smiled at me. “Nope, because I know I’ll just buy you the cake of your dreams and you’ll come running back.”

My eyes got wide, “Cake of my dreams? You mean it!”

He nodded.

“Harry Styles, I love you.”

“Better. We’re getting married in seven days,” he laughed.