CHAPTER FIFTEEN
FROM: FLISS
Omg, you’re dating Aaron!? Thank God. Adios Harry, you dick. Good riddance to you, Mr.Styles! Aww, I’m so happy for you hun xx
I chuckle to myself after reading the message and push my flat door open after a long day of shopping around London with Aaron, slipping off my shoes, picking up the letter that is in the middle of the floor after being posted this morning and dashing to my bedroom to dump the shopping bags off in there.
I make my way to the living room, stopping on the way at the telephone to see one new message.
“Hi Holly, its Mia here, just wondering if you’re coming to the hen-do on the 1st of May? Alright, see you soon hopefully. Bye!” Mia’s voice echoes throughout the empty flat, sending shivers down my spine.
I tare the envelope open and pull out the card that’s been neatly pushed inside, reading the fancy golden font written on them.
YOU ARE INVITED TO THE WEDDING OF
HARRY STYLES AND MIA TAFF
FRIDAY 10TH MAY 2013
ST PAUL’S CHURCH, HAMMERSMITH
AT 1PM
I place it underneath the telephone and sigh, walking towards the living room to watch some TV, my phone vibrating in my pocket from Felicity still ranting about anything and everything – it’s most likely to be her anyway. After a while, I fish it out of my pocket and scroll through the messages and to my surprise they’re from Mia.
FROM: MIA
Me and Harry were wondering if you and your new man want to come to dinner with us tomorrow night. ;) 8pm, The Harvester outside of town? Xx
TO: MIA
Sounds good :D xx
I switch my phone off and throw it down onto the sofa cushion beside me, sprawling out across the sofa and closing my eyes firmly shut, listening to my steady breathing filling the room. In my head, images flash through it and the events of today play back in my mind making a small smile creep onto my face. Yet when the thought of Harry getting married in three weeks dawns on me, my smile is quick to face and my eyes flicker open to find myself engulfed in darkness.
I bolt up and look around the room, the TV now switched off and a figure emerging from the kitchen and entering into the living room.
“You’re awake.” Their raspy voice states.
“I didn’t notice I even fell asleep,” I reply, rubbing at my eyes with the back of my hand.
“What are you doing here Harry? How did you get in?”
“I did my thinking, and now I’m too late and it’s pointless,” He sulks and in the darkness I can see his head droop in disappointment.
“It’s late, you’re talking a load of shit.” I tell him harshly, pushing myself up off of the sofa and making my way to my bedroom with him closely following behind.
“Has it occurred to you yet that you’re getting married in less than three weeks?”
“Every minute of every day, Mia is always organises things,” He groans.
“Why are you having second thoughts?” I ask and pull back the bed covers, climbing onto the mattress and tugging the covers over my shivering body and poking my head out so only my eyes are visible.
“Because of you,” He tells me.
My breath hitches and my eyes widen, staring at him in disbelief. I slightly shake my head and tell myself repeatedly that this isn’t happening, when in reality, it is.
“B-because of me?” My voice fragile and cracking as I question this.
“Holly…” He shuts his eyes slowly as he draws in a deep breath.
Then he bites his lower lip, reopening his eyes and taking a seat at the end of my bed, twiddling his thumbs against one another with his hands resting in his lap.
“No, I can’t. It isn’t fair. I have to go,” He rushes, quickly fleeing the room and I hear the front door close behind him, at the same time my phone vibrates with a message lighting up on the screen.
FROM: AARON
Night beautiful, sweet dreams Xxxx <3
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