Funeral

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Essence POV:

The next morning, I woke up by the sound of singing birds , but I wasn't in the mood at all. When I woke up, I felt warm and too lazy to go out plus there was Spencer hugging me and that made me more lazy. Then I heard my phone ringing next to me , so I answered:

"Hello?"

"Hello, my name is Teresa and I am the funeral planner that you talked to yesterday?"

"Oh, yeah . I remember."

"Your grandfathers body will be picked up at 5 and the funeral itself will start at 6. Is that good?"

"Yeah that's fine" I said.

"But we still need to figure out the coffin and the exact location you want him to be in the cemetery . Do you mind coming now?"

"Sure give me about an hour , I will be there at 10 . Is that good?"

"Great! I will wait for you at the parking lot."

"Okay, thank you so much."

"That's my job!"

After that , I went out of bed and into the bathroom . After that, I went into the walk in closet and grabbed a dark, fitted , knee high dress and put my hair into a bun. After that I grabbed my Burberry purse and put on my white scarf , while heading out to get the keys from the kitchen table, I found spencer wearing an apron with a spatula in his hands." Want some pancakes?"he asked.

"Sure, I will have one ."

"Someone called your phone and his name is Zayn. Do you know him?"

"Zayn? No , I think it's the guys that will pick grandpa up, but I am not sure."I said but in my mind I knew who he was. He is Niall's friend. The one that Niall called from my phone.

"Okay there you go!"he said while handing me a plate with a tall stack of chocolate chip pancakes.

"Wow that's a lot !"

"It's ok we will share it."he said while handing me a knife and fork.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure, What is it babe?"

"Why are you nice to me?"

"Well when you came home yesterday, I felt really bad and terrible. I felt that you needed someone to trust again and so do I . I am sorry for everything . I want to start a new page , a clean white one. I love you so much that I can't let go and won't . Will you forgive me?"

"I am not sure Spenc."

"Fine take your time . As much as you need."

"Thank you. Well I have to go , so see you later . Don't forget the funeral!"

"Want a ride?"

"No it's okay. I can drive my car ."I said while getting my keys and heading for my bag and out the door.I started the car and checked my phone. I saw Zayn's phone number and dialed it.

"Hello!"Zayn answered.

"Hi, is this Zayn ?"

"Yeah, who is this ?"

"This is Essence. Did u call me ?"

"I did actually, but a guy answered me."

"Sorry about that , he is my husband."

"No it's okay. I just wanted the address for the funeral and the cemetery ."

"Okay then, I will send you a text with all the details, but can I ask you a question?"

"Sure what is it?"

"Is Niall going to come?"

"Yeah , he went to the funeral home early to arrange a gift to you ."

"Okay thanks"

"Anytime , it was nice talking to you!"

"You too, bye." I hanged up, while getting into the parking lot . I entered through a fancy door that led to the room we rented . It looked like a ballroom but a black one. Tears fell from my eyes while trying to imagine my life without grandpa and all of the sudden I felt that someone was hugging me. It was Niall.

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