Chapter 17

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Harry POV

Day in, day it, our routine was always the same.

Wake up, get ready, drop Niall off, go back home, wake up Zayn, make us breakfast, eat, get to school, learn, pick up Niall, go home, start homework, feed Niall, make dinner, finish homework, help Zayn with homework, put Niall to sleep, clean, go to sleep.

Interesting, isn't? Well here's something that may excite you. Today is the day Zayn and I graduate.

Zayn doesn't plan on going to college, since he has Alpha duties and he gets paid by the town council to keep the town protected with his pack, but I on the other hand, am trying to decide what to do.

I need to get a job, so Zayn isn't the only one brining money in, and I'm still deciding about school.

"Zayn, wake up."

"Mm, can't I sleep in?"

"You already did, Zaynie it's almost noon. You have to get ready. Graduation is in a few hours!"

"Why aren't you getting ready?"

"I am!" I screeched.

"Oh, I'm sorry babe. I'm sooo tired."

"Why?"

"I couldn't get to sleep last night."

"Why couldn't you sleep?"

"Nerves, I guess."

"Awe Zaynie, what's got you nervous?"

"Are you leaving?"

"What?"

"Are you leaving, like, are you going to University or college?"

"Oh Zayn, I don't know yet babe, what do you think I should do?"

"I think you should follow your dreams."

"Well my dreams are to be with you, and raise Niall..."

"So stay." If only it was that easy.

I pushed myself off the bed, going to find something to entertain myself.

~ Graduation ~

Zayn already received his diploma, so now, with Niall in his arms; we're waiting for me, who happens to be the last.

Styles

Why did my last name have to start with S? One of the last letters of the alphabet...

"And last, but not least, Harry Styles."

He stood up, beaming and stood beside me.

Niall played with the tassel of Zayn's hat once we were told to change the tassels sides, and clapped when we all threw them in air.

Zayn leaned over and placed his lips on mine.

Here we go. We're off to start our lives.

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