Shocking Inside Secrets & Lies

"Cheryl Foxx?" He had to be certain as he knew a lot of Cheryls. Whether it was his old school chums or work buddies, Perry knew almost everyone. Anne giggled lightly and nodded.

"Well, yea, she does live here." She then grabbed onto his arm. "C'mon let's get you a drink; you look thirsty." Perry beamed as he followed her into the kitchen.

Eighteen years ago, Lorelei's father did something stupid and it is going to smack right in his face when he finds out the consequence of this venture. Along the way, Lorelei discovers she has a younger brother and that she is falling for one of her friends


5. Chapter Four

Chapter Four

27th February 2012

Harry didn't what had gotten hold of him in the car. Why was he singing to his best friend? That song as well. He had been increasingly confused when it came to Louis but was it worth telling the world that? No, it wasn't. It would ruin him if anyone were to find out. Stepping into the bar, Harry allowed Liam to sort out the room and ordering the drinks. He just wasn't into it. A hand grabbed onto his arm. He turned to see Lorelei. She smiled at him.

"Everything alright, little bro- I mean Harold? I thought you were one of the loud ones." She had almost called him little brother and Harry didn't mind. It felt as if Lorelei was really his sister. Except for Gemma, he didn't have an older sister to guide him in the right path.

"Yea... Just confused." He whispered making sure that Louis couldn't hear. He stared pointedly at the latter and watched as Lorelei nodded.

"If you want to talk, just tap me on the shoulder, okay?" She smiled lightly whipping out her ID card indicating that Harry should do the same. Which he did mainly because the guy at the counter was asking for them. Even fame didn't come as the perfect proof. Oh well. He held out his own ID so that it could be seen.

"C'mon guys, we can go through." Liam held up a key to their room. "We've got three hours to belt out songs." He smirked at Niall and Lorelei. "You two can show us how its done."

"I've never done karaoke before." She protested whilst Niall giggled lightly.

"I have. Its uber fun." He bounced on his feet, grinning madly. Harry ruffled the Irish man's blonde locks, chuckling.

"Yep, Nialler here is the king of karaoke." Lorelei wiggled her eyebrows.

"I can see that. Nialler liked to sing out loud during primary school. It was quite cute." Harry chuckled harder when the latter went pink. He was indeed cute. He grinned following the others. Liam and Zayn were currently reading through a book. Harry assumed they were reading through songs.

"How should we do this?" Louis asked pulling Harry into a one-armed hug. The younger male froze, his face heating up.

"Why don't we do it in alphabetical order of our first names?" Lorelei suggested with a light smile, completely obliviously to Harry's feelings or so it appeared to him.

"Good idea!" Liam smiled happily, looking up from the book of songs. "How about we chose for the person whose going? That way it'll be a challenge." Harry shifted nervously. "So, what song should we pick for Harry?" Lorelei leaned forward and skimmed through the book.

"Oh, oh! This song is prefect for Harold." She clapped her hands together before pointing it out. The boys leaned over to peer at it.

"No way..." Harry mumbled as a grin spread over Louis' lips.

"Excellent!" Zayn, Liam and Niall all seemed to agree with the song choice and Lorelei went to type in the song for Harry.

"Here." She passed him a microphone. "I'm Not in Love suits pretty much any angsy teen with a secret." She winked at him. "I'll let you choose a sappy love song when its my turn." Harry grinned at her and sang into his microphone;

"Been there, done that. The rest is accent history." Silliness was overrated because Harry felt nothing but pure lust. He turned to look at Louis and continued singing.


After Harry, Liam sang Billy Brown because Niall had forced him to. No one could refuse the Irishman's pout not even Lorelei. Louis sang Under the Sea in a Jamaican accent. Everyone giggled at this, the Doncaster lad was certainly the comedian of the group. Harry loved this about his friend. He paused. Love. That word was unfamiliar to him and yet it sounded right when he was thinking of Louis.

"Earth to Harold." A hand danced over his face and Harry blinked to note that it was Lorelei who was waving her hand. "Which song do you think I should sing?" That was right, she had said that Harry could pick her song. He scanned through the song book. His eyes stopped at one and a smirk spread along his lips. Perfect, he thought.

Harry typed in the song and handed Lorelei the microphone.

"I hope you know Dear Mr President by P!nk." She giggled at him and nodded before opening her mouth to sing;

"Dear Mr President, come up and walk with me." Harry's smirk slipped off his face as she continued to sing. It was... Well, he had no words to describe it. He glanced over to the others to find out they were in some sort of trance. Harry then let his mind be carried away by Lorelei's magical voice. It was really beautiful.


After the karaoke bar, the group went to a couple of clubs. Harry had taken to drinking although Liam had advised against because he was meant to be driving. Louis laughed, offering to drive for him after wards. Liam merely grumbled an okay and went to get a round in. Niall smirked lightly followed him.

"No, I know what you're like. You Irish can't hold your liquor."

"I find that offending," Lorelei frowned joining them, "I'll have you know that I can hold my liqour." She went to get her purse out of her bag so she could pay for the Bailey's that she had just ordered. Liam stopped her.

"I'm paying for the first round." He smiled at her reassuringly. This gave Niall the chance to order a Larger whilst his friend was distracted. Liam spluttered when he saw his Irish friend drink the beer in one.

"Niall!" He scolded as the latter giggled lightly.

"Aw, let him have his fun, Lili." Lorelei winked at him before lifting up her own drink. "I just hope he doesn't make a fool out of himself."

"Another beer please." Harry ordered and Niall nodded, wanting the same thing. Liam slapped his own forehead.

"They're gonna be smashed."



What do you think? I'm sorry if its short. Vote, comment, do what you must do and I'll type up the next chapter. Yep, I'm sure some Irish don't drink at all. I'm sorry if I was sterotyping them. Being a quarter Irish myself, I don't think that its true ^^;

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