"Hey, man. You okay?" I ask Harry. We're in his flat and he is as pale as a ghost. (For my friends, plae as me)
"Just nervous."
"Nah, this isn't nervousness. You didn't look like this since Madison went into labor. That was a year and a half ago. You could have looked like this when you proposed, nah. That was six months ago. Harry, something's up."
"I don't feel-' he rushes to the bahroom. I jump back. I hate the sound of a person vomiting. Smell, the way it looks, that doesn't bother me. It is the sound. "I am way too nervous."
"Relax. When I got married to Adra I, well, you know," I guesture to the vomit filled toilet,'' too, but it wasn't because I was nervous. It was because I was scared. Scared that she would leave me. What's wrong? Make like your guts, and spill."
"Same. I'm scared she's gonna leave."
I toss him a towel and he cleans himself off. "Not working take a shower."
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I stand next to Harry as little Darcy throws the flowers and Madison walks behind her. This girl is crazy. Instead of a classic, white weding dress, she is wearing a blue dress. Classic Madison.
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Winning Him Over..... Again
FanfictionOkay, this is going to be a book of 1D short stories. This is a slightly complicated process: Louis' stories will intertwine but not with the other boys'. Harry's stories will intertwine but not with the other boys'. So on and so forth.
