The War Within (Sequel to World War 3)

Reunion

(A/N) Because you guys asked for it! Here!! Sorry for the long wait and this chapter is kinda sucky because I rushed to write it.

Chapter 4

'AZE!' The four boys bellowed and threw themselves on me.

I stumbled back against their weight, too shocked for words. 'Hey...people, I think you're crushing my ribs, can you let go?' I said in a strangled voice and they quickly released me. 'Who are you guys and what are you doing in my room?'

'Niall!'

'Louis!'

'Liam!'

'Zayn!'

'Yeah, hey...' I said meekly. I could feel the other me - Aze - trying to get out. It was really hard to get her out of my head. It didn't help that she kept feeding me negative thoughts and encouraging me to punch people's faces. No, we didn't need a war to break out. 'Call me Lynne.'

'Aze-'

'-Lynne!' Louis quickly cut off Zayn, elbowing him hard in the ribs until the poor boy doubled over. 'We're so glad you came back! The last time, you just took off without telling. Why? Why didn't you say goodbye? Not even a hug! It's like dad knew something, but he wouldn't tell us. But who cares about him? Oh, and Harry was in distraught. You kinda destroyed him. Holy mother- I mean, holy crap! What are you going to do when you find out-'

Louis never got to finish because Liam slapped a hand over his mouth, effectively shutting him off, so I never got to know what Louis was about to say. Liam gave me an apologetic smile and said, 'It's really good to see you again, Lynne! And you've grown a couple of inches too!'

'And dyed your white hair red!' Niall chimed in, grabbing a tuft of my hair and examining it closely.

'I liked the white one better!' Louis piped. He somehow managed to get free of Liam's grip and barrelled towards me. 'You seem confused...'

'Um...' I said, unsure of how to respond to that statement. Aze has got to stop telling me to punch people. 'Thank you?'

'Aww, you're so polite now! I don't remember you being that nice,' Louis cooed and pinched my nose.

Can we punch him now? Seriously, you're gonna let this boy treat you like a kid? C'mon, let me take over. I can punch him for you, and you won't even feel guilty about it.

'Shut it!' I hissed at Aze.

'What?' Louis looked taken aback.

'No, not you.'

'So, Aze,' Zayn started to say.

'Lynne,' I corrected him. I was not Aze and I did not want to be like Aze. I was like the Yin and Aze was like the Yang. Or was it the other way around??? Either way, we were total opposites.

'Okay, sorry. Lynne, we're having dinner at seven tonight. Father, King Javon is expecting you. Will you come?' Zayn asked and I couldn't help but noticed the other three were also looking at me expectantly

'Er...okay...' I answered hesitantly. 'If the king insists...I have no objections against the king.'

Niall frowns and then said in a soft tone, but not too soft for me to catch his words, 'What about the-' and he and Liam had this silent discussion with their eyes. I didn't think that would be possible but it just happened and they came to a mutual agreement because they both nodded. 'Seven, sharp, just ask around for Dining Hall H,' Niall reminded me.

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'Dining Hall H...' I muttered, looking at the large blinking "H" hanging over the doorway. How discreet. The doors opened automatically to reveal the king and the four princes seated around a long glass table. 'Hi,' I said and made my way to an empty seat beside Niall.