“I like that one” I alisema to Zayn. I was shopping for cakes for the wedding. I'd only invited Zayn along to carry my bags though. He looked like his arms were about to break. “Do wewe want me to carry one” I asked him. “Yes please” he said. “Well too bad because I'm gonna” I told him. “I'll ring Harry and tell him to collect us” I told him. “Ok hurry up” he said.

When Harry showed up, he helped Zayn carry some bags. Zayn sat into the back and I sat in the front. We dropped Zayn off nyumbani and then went to our new apartment. “I can't wait to songesha in” I told him. “Me either” he replied. When we got in it was huge. “I upendo it” I told him. I gave him a hug. Then there was a knock on the door. “I'll answer it” Harry said. Then I heard a gasp. I ran out to see if Harry was ok. He was fine but then I saw some one I didn't want to see. It was Harry's ex Felicity.

“How can I help you?” I asked her. “Amm it was actually Harry I was hoping to talk to” she said. “Well wewe can talk to him with me here” I said. “Ammm ok. Well I heard ye're getting married and I just wanted to say I think you're making a mistake. We are meant for each other Harry” she said. “No Felicity we're not” Harry said. Then I butted in “Now if wewe don't mind leaving” Then I slammed the door on her face.