CHAPTER THIRTEEN

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hiya guys!

I'm gonna dedicate this to one of my best friends, Jenna_loves_1D cause she helps me with these and all. Check her out if you haven't already! :)

so the song for this chapter is: B-E-A-Utiful by Megan Nicole.

this is a shorter chapter, and for that I'm sorry, but you all know how school is. Evil and very time consuming.

um....that's all i have to say!

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chapter 13

* Haven’s POV *

    I stared at him. Did Niall just say what I think he just said?

    “Haven,” He spoke in a warning voice.

    Ugh. Do I really have to call my mom? The glare Niall is sending me means yes.

    Ring….ring…ring…

    “Hello?”

    “Hi mum.”

    “Haven? What do you want?”

    “Um…would you like to help plan the wedding?”

    “Yes. But that’s not for months,”

    “Actually, funny story…it’s Thursday…”

    “WHAT?”

    I winced and backed away from the phone for a second.

    “HAVEN AVALYN DERYAN WHY THE FUCK DIDN’T YOU SAY ANYTHING EARLIER? YOU’RE SO STUPID AND INCONSIDERATE! WHY…YOU COULDN’T HAVE TOLD ME ANY SOONER! YOU FUCKING IDIOT! I SO HATE YOU RIGHT NOW! COME HOME THIS SECOND AND WE WILL TALK!”

    ………beep. End of call.

    Shit. That didn’t go well. I could feel my face paling.

    “Uh…I’m surer everything will be fine, she’s just really mad…right? She’s not going to say…kill you or something is she?”

    I looked at Niall.

    “I’m sure she will end up killing me, yes.” I murmur.

    Niall sighed, then led me outside and into the limo.

#Louis POV#

    I groaned when I felt movement next to me. No! Go away! I still need my sleep!

    “Louis?”

    No…still…sleepy…

    “Louis…”

    Go away.

    “Louis get up or the water’s going on your face.”

    Uh oh, but I’m too slow at reacting. And am now completely and totally drenched.

    “HARRY!” I yell.

    I bolt up in bed, and he’s gone. That’s not going to stop me from getting my sweet, sweet revenge. Jumping up, I storm down the stairs and snatch him before he can run away.

    “Yes?” Harry asks trying to act innocent.

    Trying being the key word. He knew this was coming.

    “Mr. Styles, prepare to meet your doom.” I growl.

    “Awe, take it easy on me Lou-Lou! You wouldn’t get up!” He pleaded.

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