𝙰𝚃 𝙻𝙰𝚂𝚃 [𝙷.𝚂]

Chapter 4

Julia's POV

Saturday morning, woke up to my stomach aching with hunger, grabbed my phone: 11:00 am.

I lazily walked my way to the kitchen and ate an apple while checking my phone; no important messages.. except for one:

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@louist91: active 1 hours ago
*image*
-yesterday 9:27 pm

*video*
yo 'boyfriend' acting up
-1 hour ago
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It was weird to me, mostly because I thought he might've been drunk last night so he sent Harry's photo, even tho I didn't see him drink. But I still found it weird that he sent another thing, especially that the caption clearly said 'boyfriend' in it.

I open it only to see a four second video of Harry grabbing a vase, not an empty one, but one with flowers in it; he grabbed it and smashed it right into the wall, peces flew everywhere before the video cut.

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@louist91: active 1 hours ago

oh god, why'd he do that?
  he stubbed a toe or something?
-just now
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The next second I start getting a FaceTime request, Louis, again, but why?

I freaked out.
I was a mess at the moment, hardly a bun was holding up my hair, my face all puffy because I had just waken up, I was wearing blue robes.

But I had to answer, I mean how could I not, he was actually nice yesterday, unlike Harry ever.

I run to my room immediately, I quickly went into bed, and faced the phone to the ceiling, after all, I did look bad, and cleared my throat to prevent embarrassing myself with a voice break. I get rid of my hair tie and just get the hair out of my face.

I click the answer button.

-you there?- a sleepy morning voice asks from the other side of the call.

I couldn't see his face either, I saw a pretty dark bedroom, or so what I thought was a bedroom, I could only see a really dark bed frame.

-yeah, hi- i said my phone still pointing at my ceiling.

-oh, good morning then- he sounded more animated now.

-yeah you too-

-sorry for the sudden call, I am just not really a texting person-

-no its fine, so what's with the broken vase then?-

He chuckles softly at my question and his phone shakes a little.

-Well yesterday after you left.. I don't know if you noticed.. the boys were a bit.. slightly.. drunk- he said a bit shy

-oh yeah, i could tell- I said in a "it's fine" tone.

-.. i didn't drink of course, just like you didn't.. anyway, we came to my place, so that we didn't stay in that place with the four of them like that, and Harry decided he was craving a cold glass of milk- even tho I couldn't see Louis' face I could picture a smirk forming -and so he drank, it wasn't regular milk of course, I don't drink that stuff, it was soy milk, but apparently he didn't know.. a few seconds later he spits it all out and chants about how disgusting it is-