Chapter 11

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Katie' Pov

I woke up an hour early because I want to make sure I am not late for rehearsals today.

I thought it was sweet that Harry wanted to come to meet my family and all, but I wished it was happening on another day considering I am going to be miserable the whole time.

I run the water for my shower and grab my clothes for the day.

Once I am out of the shower and fully clothed I checked the time.

It was 8:37

We have to be there a little after 9:00 and Harry isn't even up yet.

Even when I try to be early to occasions I screw up.

I rush to my room to wake Harry up.

"Harry get up we have to go." I say shaking him

He barely opens his eyes. He lets out a breath and shoves his face in the pillow.

"You don't have to come if you don't want to." I reassure him

"No, I'm coming, give me a second to wake up." He says rubbing his eyes as he sits up

I wonder if Tia and Zayn want to come so it's less awkward.

I quickly rush in there also this will be a way to give Harry some privacy to get ready.

I quietly open the door to find both of them still asleep.

"Get up!" I yell shaking Tia which also shook Zayn

"What?" She says in a tired tone

"Get dressed"

"For what?" She says sitting up

"To my brother's wedding rehearsal."

"I'm tired"

"Sleep when you're dead"

She rolls her eyes

"I don't see the purpose of me going." She says digging through her clothes

"I need a friend"

"Take Harry"

"I am"

"Then you don't need me"

"Please I am begging you"

"Whatever" she groans

"Wake him up"

"He isn't going to want to come." Tia says looking at me

"Why?"

"I just know he isn't going to wake up that early to go to do something no one wants to do."

"Ask anyway"

"Let me get dressed first" Tia disappears into the bathroom and I stand against her closet door

Zayn has barely moved since Tia has gotten out of the bed.

I check the time and it's already 8:57

Everyone loves fashionably late people.

"Hurry up Tia!" I bang on the door

"Don't rush me, this is your fault." She says opening the door

"How much perfume did you put on?" I cough when she walks out

"Enough" she says walking past me

"I like that skirt, where'd you get it?" I ask as she approaches Zayn

"Some outlet mall"

I watch as she begins to lightly shake Zayn

He scoots over to the middle of the bed and sprawled out.

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