Push. ↠One Direction↞

Chapter 15- The Cartars.

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↠The Cartars↞

-15-

Previously on push.

   After the serins elapsed he went on with a peering look settling on his features. "What's wrong dear?" He looked up gazing at Miss smith, she was a woman in the autumn of her life. Her brown skin looked like a discarded paper bag left to it self. Her eyes had grew dull over the years,  as though she had witnessed too much suffering.

  Which was rather true, the boys have known her For years now and all along that, they had watched her age with the same emphatic smile present on her face.

   His lips tugged up in a smile that she was always capable of forming. "Nothing." She turned around with a concerned look, "I'm fine..just tired." He assured picking up the tray and strolled back up the stairs ignoring harry's remarks and zayn's eased chuckles.

  Once he stood before her door Lou knocked creaking the door open and stepped in. There, becca sat in a tailor position facing the duvet, "I..ah..bought you food since you can't move.." she nodded holding her gaze down, "you wanna talk about it?"

 

"No." He pursed his lips with a nod and left. She sat still forming circular patterns on the duvet with her index finger not even bothering to spare a glance at the tray of food.

  Out the hall, Louis strolled down the stairs and back into the great room. All the boys were present except Liam, "are they done yet?" Lou questioned heading to the vintage dark wooden dinner table.

  Liam's footsteps and others following out into the main entrance of the mansion was his answer, the maids were setting the table as he sat on his usual spot and the other guys followed.

   Liam walked up to him nudging his shoulder, "where is she ?"

  "Upstairs, I got her lunch up." Liam stood still waiting for an explanation.

   "I'll tell you later." With a nod of confusion Liam finally went to the other side and took a seat.

   The clatter of spoons and forks was now audible as the boys filled their plates with the displayed food infront of them. "The party is next Saturday." Niall said, "the-" the pinging sound of Liam's phone cut him alerting a phone call.

 

  He sat up heading to the porch leaving the rest alone. "What happened?" Harry asked chewing on a deep fried asparagus, Louis shot him a questioning look while the boys looked at both of them.

   "The freak upstairs." Zayn as usual let out a laugh before choking at the food in his mouth, Niall poured him a glass of water and Louis looked back down at his plate.

  "You can try to be nice for once you know." Harry shrugged still looking at Louis for an answer, "she tripped on shattered glass from earlier." Harry frowned in confusion, "smart enough from the prick how's siting next to you," zayn punched his shoulder lightly with a chuckle.

 

  "knock some respect yo.." Niall cleared his throat directing the attention on Liam who was now entering the dining area with a satisfied smile along his face, he sat back on his seat with eyes glued to him for an explanation.

 

  He looked up to be met by Louis raised eyebrow. "The cartars are coming." The room broke into several cheers and chatters between the guys. Settling back down harry realized what none of the boys gave notice too.