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Chapter 22

Hey guys can you please read the author's note at the end it's imporantant 

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Louis leads us over to everyone else and I’m holding Harry’s hand the whole time, I’m starting to use it as a security blanket, which probably isn’t the best idea but oh well.

After I say hello to everyone and share hugs I stand in a small group with all the girls. Perrie smiles out of excitement and then suddenly pulls out her hand, everyone stares at me for a second while I stand there confused.

I look down at her hand and see a massive ring on her finger, she lets out a little squeal and I smile ‘congratulations!’ I say although I’m not that good at faking surprise.

She smirks ‘you knew didn’t you?’

I laugh ‘is it that obvious?’

She chuckles and nods her head and I pull her into a hug ‘you too are perfect for each other’

We pull away and she slightly blushes.

Before any of us can say anymore I feel a big set of hands make their way around my stomach, I let out a little squeal and turn around to find Harry with a massive grin plastered on his face.

‘You scared me!’ I say and I lightly slap his chest

He chuckles ‘we were gonna play a game of volleyball, girls vs boys?’

I scrunch up my face ‘I don’t do physical activity’

He rolls my eyes before I feel him start to pick me up

‘Harry! Put me down!’ I exclaim

Harry slings me over his shoulder and turns to the girls ‘were gonna play volleyball’

As the girls follow Harry over to the net I continue to slap Harry ‘Harry, I’m serious!!’

‘Hello serious, I’m Harry’ he jokes, ugh, of course.

We stop to where the boys have set up the volleyball net and I hear Niall laughing but I can’t see anything because I’m facing the other way.

This is embarrassing.

‘Can you put me down now?’ I ask

‘Are you going to play?’

‘Fine I will! Just put me down!’

Harry sets me down before walking to over to the other side of the net

Niall looks at me and pokes out his tongue ‘You girls are gonna loose’

Sophia looks over at me and scoffs ‘that’s not gonna happen, is it Lylah?’

I shake my head and smirk ‘you’re going down Niall’

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‘Are you kidding me?! You could have had that, you wanker!’

I laugh at Louis yelling at Liam for missing the ball, which I have to admit, it was an easy shot.

I’m actually having the time of my life, throughout the whole game we’ve all been laughing over stupid comments, dramatic saves and the worst sand burns but it’s worth it.

Right now both teams are tied and the next point wins, so now it’s serious.

Niall does the next serve; he throws the ball up and spikes it.

Before I know what’s happening the ball is coming towards me and I’m hitting it as hard as I can.

Screams erupt around me and I realise Zayn just missed the ball.