Kally's P.O.V
~Tuesday evening~Harry and I was in NYC. I didn't want to come, but then I realized that I could go visit Ashley. I don't know why we're here really, and I really didn't want to know. I liked NYC and didn't get a lot of time to explore it, so now was the perfect time. Harry was walking around by himself while Ashley and I walked around.
"You're so lucky, I wish I lived here." I say to Ashley.
"I love living here!" She says.
"You're lucky, a lot of famous people come here." I pout.
"Hey! The whole world knows who your husband is! You're the one who's lucky! You're married to THE Harry Styles!" Ashley says.
"True.." I trail off.
"Exactly, so therefore your life is much better." Ashley says.
"Whatever." I giggle.
Harry's P.O.V
I walk around the busy streets of New York, and took pictures with fans. I decided to call Kally, and ask where she was.
"Hello?" She says.
"Hiiiiii babe!" I say.
"Hi." She giggles.
"Uh, I was thinking me, you, and Ashley can go get lunch."
"Uh, let me ask Ashley." She says.
"Okay!" I say.
"She said yes!" She says.
"Okay, let's meet in an hour!" I smile.
"Okay, see you there Bear! Ha! That rhymes!" She giggles.
"Sill girl!" I laugh.
"Okay, love you bye!" She says.
"Bye, love you, too, Kitten!" I say, then hang up.
Kally's P.O.V
Ashley, Harry, and I were all laughing and having a great time.
"She's trying way too hard!" Ashley says. We're talking about Taylor.
"She really is!" I laugh, and so does Harry.
"Sooo, she wants to be your surrogate?" Ashley asks.
"Yeah." Harry says.
"That's stupid. She's not going to get anything out of it." Ashley shrugs.
"True." I say.
"Yep." Ashley says.
I soon get a call. Oh! Would you look at that! It's Taylor!
"Who's that?" Ashley asks.
"Taylor, of course." I sigh, and roll my eyes, and answer it.
"What Taylor?" I say.
"Well hello to you, too!" Taylor says.
I sigh. "What do you want, Taylor?"
"Just wanted to know why you and Harry are in New York." She says.
"Because we can! Goodbye!" I hang up before she can say anything else.
Harry and Ashley laugh at me.
"What? I really don't like her, okay?" I giggle.
"We understand, babe." Harry giggles.
"Forget it." I giggle.
Harry's P.O.V
"She's not my wife!" I shout, then hang up the phone.
Paige had overdosed on pills again, and the hospital wouldn't stop calling me.
"What's wrong, babe?" Kally asks.
"Paige overdosed on pills again, and now the hospital won't stop calling me." I sigh.
"Oh, I'm sorry." She says.
"It's fine, I'm going to go to bed." I whisper.
"Goodnight, Bear!" She says.
I give her a quick kiss, and then go to bed.
Paige's P.O.V (sorry xD)
"What'd he say?" I ask.
"He's denying that you two are married again." My nurse says.
"Well, we are, is he ever going to come and get me?" I ask.
"I don't think so.." She says.
"Well, is there anything you can do?" I ask. Please say yes. I wanted Harry and Kally to suffer just like they made me suffer.
"Well, we can either take them to court or sue them." She says.
Taking them to court sounded fun, but I didn't want Harry to go through that, so suing it is!
"Sue them please." I say.
"Okay, I'll go make a phone call with the police station." She says.
"Wait! How much will it be?" I ask.
"I'm not sure." She says.
"Well, I know how much. Can you do me a favor and tell the station how much?" I ask. Please!
"Sure! How much?" She says.
"One million dollars..."
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Versace
RomanceKally and Harry were happily married and they were living the dream. Happy marriage, happy life, that can't change, right? Sequel to "Wanted"