In The Blink of an Eye (ONE DIRECTION FanFiction)

Here Comes the Bride

Hey little pretties,

I hope you're happy and that you like this chapter there is going to be allot of details and maybe some tears.

It's an extra long chapter because we are at 4,000 VIEWS! I also hav 37 fans :O

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On the side is a pic of Evelyn's wedding dress!

This chappie's song is, "Losing Your Memory," by Ryan Star

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Madame Midnight!

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The Day Before The Wedding

Evelyn's POV

After another sleepless night I stagger downstairs to find Harry sitting lone at the breakfats table. He looked exhausted, the boys and I have been trying to get me out of this marrige but it's innevitable. Nothing we did could convince my mom to call off the marrige.

"Where are the boys," I asked as I approached the table.

"Out," Harry said, going back to stuffing hif face with food.

"All of them, where," I asked him a bit confused.

"Zayn's with Perrie, Niall is having a field day at Nando's, Liam's spending the night with Danielle, Louis is at the shopping center, Angela and dad are doing a whole date night thing," Harry explainned. "Plus I haven't spent any time with my sister for God knows how long," Harry elaborated further.

"How much did you pay them to keep them out so we could have our brother sister day," I asked realizing his plan.

"50 pounds each," Harry said as I started to laugh.

"So it's just us for the whole day," I asked excitedly.

When Harry and I were younger we were insepertable and always had our brother sister days when we just hang out with eachother for the entire day. But it came to a harsh end when mom had to change her job and we left to go back to America until she could change her job.

It sucked.

Then of course Harry got, big and famous, so he didn't have much time for our brother sister days.

I still miss them alot. Yeah I know they sound stupid now that I'm seventeen, almost eightteen, but it was a day where it was just Harry and I.

A day where he wasn't famous.

A day where Ethan didn't exsist.

And I think that's the real reason I miss those days.

"So what do we do for the whole day," I asked happily.

"I think we should go to the park, then will make cookies, and then a Harry Potter movie marathon," Harry said.

I smiled and wrapped my arms around him, "You're the best brother ever!"

I pulled away from the hug and he showed me a big smile as I ran upstairs to change. I was a little overly excited. I guess since it's been so long since I've hung out with just Harry. After I showered I pulled on a pair of dark blue skinny jeans, I slipped on a dark purple, Panic! At The Disco shirt, and put on some beige Sperries. I looked down at my scars that covered my arms and a tear fell. I hadn't cut in a few days and I was slightly happy. The boys had hidden the razors. Emphasis on the word had. I found them about three weeks ago, the boys just didn't know that, I traced one of the cuts on my wrist gently with my index finger and the tears began to flow more heavily.