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Chapter 31

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"I hope he doesn't do anything stupid..." Gemma says, biting on her fingernails nervously.

"Harry has Zayn and the other lads with him. I'm sure everything will go smoothly," Perrie says, smiling confidently at the thought of her boyfriend.

I cannot say that I am not nervous. I mean, how can I not be nervous? What if they slip up? If they slip up, it could get them into deep shit. And I do not know what I would do if Harry ever got himself hurt or in so much shit that he would be taken away... from me.

"They're smart, they know what they're doing. The lads have been in this 'business' for years. They know well enough to not make the wrong decision," I say, nodding my head in confidence for my boyfriend. God, that sounds weird to say...

"Don't worry, Gemma," Candy says, smiling warmly at Gemma. "Those lads are willing to do anything for you all. They wouldn't let anything hurt you or happen to you." At that moment, Gemma’s phone buzzes in her pocket. She answers the call, looking at the caller I.D. She mouths "Harry" and I listen intently.

"Uh huh... really? Everything's okay? You want Jade?" Gemma says in between small pauses, glancing at me momentarily. She hands her phone to me, smiling slightly. "Harry wants to talk to you."

I accept the call on the small technological device and bring it to my ear. I walk upstairs and sit down onto the bed in my bedroom. "Hello?"

"Hey, are you all right? Did anything happen? Are you hurt? Are--"

"Harry," I say, chuckling slightly. "I'm fine. We're all fine. What did you want to talk to me about?"

"Well, the lads and I had the meeting with the Council," Harry starts, not bothering to finish.

"And?..." I ask, waiting for him to continue.

"And..." he teases and I can imagine that little dimpled smile on his face right now.

"Harry, I don't have all day!" I exclaim, throwing my hands up in exasperation even though he cannot see me.

"The Council approved of our request. Baby girls that are born will not be killed from here on out," Harry says. My lips part in shock and then curl up into a grin. Yes, I did know that he had it in himself to break through and make our request possible, but I was not positive about it.

"Harry, that's amazing!" I say, tucking my hair behind my ear. "But... when are you coming back?"

He chuckles deeply. "Baby, I'm on my way. We just have to drop Louis and Liam off to their homes. Zayn and I are coming soon."

"Okay, I'll be waiting."

"You sound like a creepy stalker that's waiting to kill me," he says and I roll my eyes.

"Oh shut it, Dora," I say stifling my laughter as I hear Harry groan.

"For the last fucking time," he says through clenched teeth. "My name is not Dora!"

"I apologise, Harold," I say, snickering slightly as he groans again through the phone.

"Actually, I found my birth certificate and it says my name is Harry not Harold," Harry growls and I bite my lip. Wow, he must really hate the name Harold.

"Oh well, that's too bad because I happen to love the name Harold," I say, leaning against the wall.

"So that means you love me, right?" Harry asks in a hopeful tone. It breaks my heart to hear the pain in his voice. Does he really want to hear me say the three most powerful words known to man to him?