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29. Chapter Twenty Eight

Third Person P.O.V.

Louis was not panicking.

Um.. Well...

"LIMA, HELP ME."

"Louis, stop panicking, you look like you're gonna pass out."

"Liam, You're not helping at all."

"How can I help?"

"Help me by picking out a fucking outfit, Payno!"

"I already did!"

"Which one?"

"The Adidas shirt and maybe your jeggings."

"I don't have jeggings!"

"Yes. Yes you do. I just saw them."

"You know what?"

"What?"

"I've thought of an outfit to wear."

Liam nodded, absentmindedly, not really caring anymore.

Louis grabbed a coupe of things, and ran to the bathroom.

Ten minutes later, he came back out, and showed Liam.

"Ugh! That's the outfit I was talking about!"

"No it wasn't."

But it was.

Louis was indeed wearing his favorite Adidas t-shirt, and one of his jeggings.

Louis' phone buzzed from it's place on Louis' bed.

He practically leaped for it.

Liam snorted, "And people call Harry a frog."

"Shut up." Louis flipped him the bird.

"It's from Harry!" Louis squealed.

Liam rolled his eyes, but still smiled. He was happy for his friend.

"What did he say?" Liam asked.

"He said that he'll be here in twenty minutes."

Louis froze.

"He's going to be here in twenty minutes" He repeated.

"LIAM!" He yelled, " HELP ME WITH MY HAIR."

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

"Niall, are you sure about this?"

"Yes, Harold, I'm sure."

"But what if--"

"No buts except for yours in that car."

"Maaybe I should bring my fedora. Just in case." 

Niall's eyes widened.

"Oh please, no."

"What?"

"Don't bring the fedora!"

"What? Why not?"

"The thing is horrid!"

"Well then." Harry replied, "The truth is out."

"It is."

"I should probably go now."

"Yes! Leave!"

Niall cleared his throat.

"I mean.. Yay! Go get your man!"

Harry smiled and walked to his car.

As he jabbed the key in the ignition, he got n idea and grinned to himself. 

Harry quickly texted Louis, telling him that he'd be there in about twenty minutes.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Almost twenty minutes had passed, and Louis was freaking out.

"Liam!"

"What?!"

"HE'S ALMOST HERE!"

"I KNOW!"

"STOP YELLING AT ME!"

"NO, YOU STOP YELLING AT ME!"

"NO, YOU STOP!"

"BUT YOU'RE THE ONE WHO STARTED IT!"

"SHUT THE HELL UP!"

"YOU SHUT THE HELL UP!"

"LIAM, I WILL CUT YOU!"

"LOUIS, I WILL--"

Liam was cut off by someone knocking on the door.

Louis paled.

"He's here."

Liam nodded.

"Liam, stall him while I jump out the window."

"No way!" Liam said, " I want to see you get flustered in front of Harold!"

"Don't call him that! Only I can!"

"Yeah? Well--"

Another knock was heard, and Louis ran and ducked behind the couch.

"You're an idiot."

"You're not helpful."

"I'm going to get the door."

"Yeah, have fun with that."

Liam walked to the door, opened it, and smiled politely at Harry.

"Your idiot is hiding behind the couch."

"Rude!" Louis yelled from his not-so-secret hiding spot.

Harry just smiled and walked over.

He peered over the couch, and grinned at Louis, who was laying down on his back.

"Oops..?"

"Hi." Harry responded.

"Are we going to go now?"

"Yeah, but I've got something for you."

"What is it?"

Harry pulled his hand from his back, (Louis never really noticed it) and in said hand was a bouquet of Hibiscus flowers.

"Dammit Harold, why are you so perfect?"

"Oh my god, I'm going to cry." Liam announced from the corner.

"Why?"

"Louis, do you know what the hibiscus flower means?"

"No, what?"

Harry blushed.

"They mean 'delicate beauty' oh my god."

Louis turned red.

"I'm going to go put these beauties in a vase, you guys have fun. Harry, if you guys have sex, don't bother bringing him back here, cause he'l probably fall asleep. Bye! Use protection!"

Louis once again turned red.

"C'mon Harry, let's go, it's time to leave!"

He grabbed the taller man's hand and dragged him out of the house.

"Let's have a great time, shall we?" Harry announced.

"We shall." Louis answered.

 

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