Always(Trilogy)

Chapter 3

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xx

Songs for this chapter:

Wake Me Up- Aloe Blacc

A Thousand Years- Boyce Avenue cover

Through The Dark- One Direction

Hero- Sterling Knight

What am I thinking? Allison Anderson, you are crazy. Seriously insane. I just agreed to seeing Harry. Now, there are a million and one questions running through my mind. 

When am I gonna meet him? Where am I going to meet him? Is he going to have Taylor with him? Will I look different to him? I have lost an unhealthy amount of weight due to not eating the first couple of weeks without Harry. 

 My phone dings, signalling a text, and I immediately think it's Harry. Thankful, yet disappointed, I open the text, finding it to be from my brother. 

Devin: We have a set date for the wedding. 

Me: That's great! When??

Devin: Next week...

Is he insane?! A week is not enough time to put a wedding together. I mean, I know they've been planning it and everything, but I'm not sure they can pull it off.

Me: Dev are you crazy?! A week isn't long enough to get everything ready!

Devin: We've got it all figured out, Als. I called Liam and he said that you guys would just take the private plane. You leave in two days.

Me: Did anyone else know about this? 

Devin: Actually, pretty much everyone knew. We just didn't want to bother you since you've already got enough to deal with.

I sigh. I appreciate my family's concern for me, I just wish they would've told me sooner.

Me: Thanks, Dev:) We'll be there.

Devin: No problem, sis. I LOVE YOU!!! xxx

I can't help but smile at the text. I really do love my brother.

Me: I love you!! xx :) Laters

I hear noises coming from downstairs, so I quickly change back into my outfit from yesterday and go downstairs to see what's going on.

I can smell the bacon, sausage, eggs, and waffles before I even reach the kitchen. The kids are all sitting down, eating their breakfast while watching The Wiggles on TV. 

"Morning, babies." I greet them, kissing each of their foreheads. They all mumble good morning, too engrossed in their food and favorite television show.

"Morning, Alli." Zayn greets, patting the bar stool next to him.

"Morning, Zayn." I sigh and he turns to face me, a look of confusion and worry evident on his face.

"What happened?" he asks.

"What do you mean?" I ask stupidly.

"Alli, don't play dumb," he scolds. "Something happened. I can tell." he says.

"I got a voice mail yesterday from Harry." I choke and his eyes dilate.

"Really? What did he say?"

"He said he wanted to see me and the kids." I answer, not daring to look up into Zayn's eyes.

"And...what did you say?" he asks quietly. I bite down on my lower lip.