Withering

“I think this will look amazing,” Angelina commented as Jazlyn and her looked through a wedding catalog.

Since Niall hasn't returned for about a week now, Angelina got bored and decided to buy all sorts of bridal catalogs just for Jazlyn to look at. Thankfully, my job was only to taste the food, listen to what the girls say, and show up to the wedding.

“I love the coloring,” Jazlyn nodded. “Still, I think this is too much. I mean, I only know you guys. Who else can I invite?”

“I got you covered,” Angelina smirked. “I can invite many different people. Since I am royalty by marriage, it would be an honor for our kind to show up to a celebration within my coven. They will give you the most expensive gifts. Trust me, it will be fine.”

“Are you sure?”

“Of course! I know how much you love gifts. The more guests mean the more gifts.”

It was adorable watching Jazlyn smile about the topic of our wedding, but she's been so busy talking about the wedding with Angelina, she didn't give much attention to me anymore. As weird as it sounded, I felt abandoned. Clearing my throat, I sat up from the couch.

“Baby, I'm going to go work out.”

“Okay, Harry,” Jazlyn said, continuing to look at the catalog and not looking at me.

“Jazlyn...I'm going to work out...work out shirtless.”

“Yup, whatever you say, Harry,” Jazlyn commented, still not looking from the catalog.

I grumbled as I went upstairs to Liam's room. Maybe Liam would give me attention instead of my own fiancé. Once I was in Liam's room, I dropped down on his bed.

“She's still ignoring you?” Liam questioned, not looking away from his book.

“This sucks,” I grumbled. “I want Jazlyn to spend time with me too.”

“Jazlyn is a female and females enjoy planning their wedding. Harry, it's a girls' dream to have the perfect wedding. You can't blame her for wanting it to be perfect.”

“I know,” I sighed. “But, I want my baby back!”

Liam rolled his eyes and closed his book. “Why don't you get involved with the wedding then? I'm sure she'll want your opinion on things.”

I shook my head, “Nope, I'm good.” I smirked, “Would you want to plan your wedding?”

Liam cleared his throat, “I wouldn't mind having an opinion or two about what I would like to have in my wedding.”

I slumped back down on his bed. At that moment, Louis and Zayn entered the room. Louis moved next to me, smirking. “Jazlyn still isn't giving you nightly attention?”

“Shut up, Louis.”

“You could just scoop her over your shoulder and go to your room,” Louis shrugged. “I think Jazlyn wouldn't mind you being dominant to her.”

“At least Harry is getting love,” Zayn sighed. “I miss my girl back home.”

Louis nodded in agreement. “I'm tempted to go back to England as well.”

“I thought you liked Paris more,” Liam muttered.

“I like Paris when I have no interest in a girl,” Louis smirked. “Eleanor is like a compass to me. I wouldn't have found my way if it wasn't for her.”

I laughed, “Wow, I never thought I'd live to see the day that Louis is talking about a girl who isn't Angelina!”

“Whatever, Harry, go whine about how Jazlyn won't give you enough attention.”