morethanthis

”I’m gonna run out and show the others!”

Louis grabbed the laptop in his hands, jumped of the bed and dissappeared through the door. Seconds later I heard the other lads praise him for his work. I smiled to myself. As long as we could keep the paparazzis away, the wedding would be perfect.

Then I heard a noise coming from the printer in my room, connected wirelessly to my laptop. The machine started spitting out paper after paper. I knew it would be quite some invitations, maybe around 50. But when the printer got so full the papers fell down and flooded the floor I started to wonder if that wasn’t more like, 500.

”Louis!”

”What it is?” He answered carelessly.

”I’m drowning in wedding invitations in here.”

”Don’t be silly I only printed out 44 of them.” He laughed.

”I think you typed in an extra four or something because- OH MY GOD!”

Invitations slided across the floor and covered it so well you couldn’t even see it anymore. The printer must have gone mental because it shot out paper at a ridiculous speed. I went over to it to try to find the off button or pull the plug or something. Anything to make it stop! I got hit by several sheets in the face only on my way to the other side of the room.

”Are you serious?” Louis’ footsteps got closer and his face went blank when he saw the mess.

”I can’t find the cord there’s too much paper!” I shouted.

”Hang on!” Louis made his way over to me. He almost slipped twice but maintained his balance at the last second.

”Jesus I must have accidently typed 444 instead of 44.”

”You think?” My reply had sarcasm written all over it.

Louis seeked after the cable connected to the printer. He must’ve found it because suddenly the wedding invitations stopped flying. The ones still up in the air slowly started drifting from side to side to eventually land on the floor, along with the rest of them.

”I have to clean this up don’t I?” Louis peaked at me.

”Don’t worry, I’ll help you.” I laughed.

Emma

Nöjt strosade jag ut ur affären med Alli och Vivi efter mig.

”When they deliever the dress you have to make sure Harry doesn’t see it!” Påpekade Alli.

”I know!” Skrattade jag. ”I won’t let him near the door. I’ll tell the rest of the boys to keep an eye on him.”

”One eye? Emma they’re four people.”

”Yeah yeah alright, four eyes on him then. That’s even better.”

När vi kom hem hörde jag prassel ifrån Harrys rum och gick dit för att kolla vad som pågick.

”Trying to make your own ski slope?” Skrattade jag när jag såg den vita röran.

”Louis printed out too many invitations and the sheets wouldn’t stop coming!” Försvarade Harry sig.

”Plus I think the printer broke.” Informerade Louis som stod med famnen full av krämvita papper.

”I’m not surprised, there must be like 500 invitations in here.” Sa jag.

”Almost. It was supposed to be 44, Louis typed in a four too much but we pulled the plug so maybe around 400.” Berättade Harry.

”Club of interests is taking notes.” Skrattade jag. ”But let me see the finished result!”

Harry räckte mig ett oknöligt inbjudningskort och jag log åt framsidan.

”This is from the first time you were at my place.”

”I know.”

”Aaaw.” Hörde jag Alli, Vivi och Louis säga på samma gång.

”Woah hold on, who are you?” Louis pekade på Alli som rodnade.

”I’m Alli-”

”My best friend!” Avbröt jag och klappade henne på huvudet för att visa att hon var min.

”Nice to meet you Alli!” Louis halkade över rummet för att skaka hand.

”Yeah hi!” Sa Harry och räckte fram en hand han också.

”You have pieces of paper in your curls.” Skrattade Alli medan hon tog den. Harry skakade om håret så pappersbitarna singlade ner på golvet istället. En dammsugare skulle nog behövas.

”I’m gonna go find Zayn!” Sa Vivi innan hon försvann ut ur rummet fortare än en oljad blixt.

”We’re leaving too!” Sa jag och petade Alli på armen.

”You mean you’re not gonna help us clean?” Louis kollade på oss med valpögon.