Unexpected Stranger (EN)

*8*

*3rd person*

The young men sat in their favorite restaurant, eating the food they had ordered. The two couples were happy at the moment and had a good time. They talked about various things, such as school, work, music, and how they got together. Nothing could ruin the four's well-being and fun. They spent several hours together but in the end they were forced to say goodbye and go in different directions. Lou and Harry released the two of their wheels and got in the car, heading home. During the meal, they agreed that the elder would stay with the curly brunette overnight. They got safely to the place and crawled into a room where they had some privacy. They jumped on the bed and watched a sad movie. They lay in a common embrace, watching the massive ship sink and the main characters struggle to survive.

It was getting too late and both boys were slowly getting tired. So they decided to turn off the player and fell asleep. Louis was the first to wake up in the morning. He was used to getting up early because his tours and performances often required it. He carefully got out of Harry's grip and grabbed the phone. He closed the bathroom door and called his friend from the studio he works for. It took a while for the owner to pick it up. This individual did not know what it was like to be awake early.

"Hi Zee, I have something for you," the blue-eyed man shouted into the phone. But the man on the other end of the call wasn't so excited. He had just pulled him out of a beautiful dream. "And what is it this time, Tommo? Kick me on my back?" snapped angrily black-haired. "No, you smartass. I have a new talent for you." he replied, frowning at the uncomfortable tone his friend had used. Zayn owns the whole agency and is looking for some newcomers. "Let's talk about it in the studio today, okay? Come at 1 and see what happens next. See ya, "the narcissist hung up, without giving Louis any chance to object or say goodbye.

The brunet shook his head and performed the morning hygiene. He wanted to surprise Harry with breakfast in bed but his culinary knowledge only extended to making tea. So he decided not to risk setting the kitchen on fire and preferred to take two bowls, pour their favorite musli into them and pour milk over them. Orange juice should not be missing either. He stacked it all on a tray and carried it towards the room. The small, though not quite, ball was still asleep on the bed and it didn't look like he was going to wake up any time soon. He set it all on the table and sat beside the angel on the edge of the bed. The curly was dozing as if killed, so he couldn't even feel his fingers brushing his restless hair from his face and tucking it behind his ear.

Only a touch on his face could pull him out of a beautiful dream into a reality that was not so clear again. He opened his green eyes and gave him a gaze for the gods. Louis, his hair slightly scattered in all directions, a wide smile and still dressed only in boxers, looked at him like a holy figure. This conjured the same reaction from the other boy.

*Harry*

"Good morning, Lou," I snorted and immediately cleared my throat to get rid of the awful rattle a little. " Good morning," he said with a smile and put the tray with our breakfast on the bed. I'd rather have pancakes than cereals today but I'm not complaining. It's the most romantic thing anyone has ever done for me. We ate it together and went to the kitchen, where I cleaned up the mess I made last night's dinner. ,,Hazz? I have to go to the studio this afternoon. I need to talk to Zayn, "Louis told me." All right, as you have to go, tell me. I'll give you a ride, "I smiled at him and put the last plate in the drip tray.

"And wouldn't you like to come with me?" He asked just between speeches and a chill ran down my spine. Did he really say that now? "Really?" I marveled at his proposal. "Sure, it'll be fun," he laughed and hugged me. "In that case, I agree," I nodded and pressed more against him. We stood like this for a while, then moved to the couch to watch the famous Sherlock Holmes handle a tricky case. When it is time to leave, we both change into appropriate clothes and set off. Of course, we're driving my car because if we walked, the fans would probably trample us.

We drove for at least twenty minutes and finally parked in the garage provided by the studio. We got out and went up the stairs, which was perhaps endless. Breathless, I leaned against the railing when we were finally upstairs, where the alleged Zayn has an office. It is clear that it was the last floor. Simply approval. I planned to stay outside the door and wait for Louis to work out everything he needed but he pulled my hand inside. I felt weird as the two indulged in a greeting, waving their hands with forgiveness like idiots. Eventually they turned their attention to me. I swallowed nervously.

"Hi, I'm Zayn Malik, the boss of this baby. You must be Harry, don't you? "The dark man sputtered on me and I mamaged just open my mouth wide in surprise. Louis is talking about me with his boss?" Yes, I'm Harry. Nice to meet you, Mr. Malik. " I greeted him as soon as I got out of my thoughts. "You don't have to be so formal. Just call me Zayn. I would feel terribly old if you would continue to call me Mr. Malik. "He laughed." Thank you very much, Zayn, "I smiled. He won't be so bad at all. "So, Louis, who is your miraculous new talent that made you wake me at 7 in the morning?" The black-haired owner of this huge office raised an eyebrow.

"You just met him," Louis replied and my chest tightened. He can't be serious! That's why he wanted me to come here with him! The impostor! "Wow, come on then, show me something, Harry," he said to me. I just shook my head in disapproval. I'm not a singer, I don't have a good voice and I'm definitely not good for this job. I have nothing to do here. I don't belong here. "I knew he would react like that, that's why I brought you this," Louis sighed, handing the boss a player. At the moment, I wanted to sink somewhere in China.

The whole time I stared at the ground, trying to blend in with the environment. "You always know exactly what I'm looking for, Tommo," the dark-haired young man sitting at his desk laughed. "Harry, from what I've heard, you could be a damn big star. I'd love to offer you a contract like I give it to Louis, too. It would be great to have you in our ranks. " he included me in the information and watched me carefully. I was very surprised. Did he like my voice? Me and be a big star? That must be some nonsense. My mind wanted to say no but my heart screamed yes. I couldn't decide. Since I didn't want to regret throwing it away without any effort and ruining perhaps the unique opportunity to fulfill my dream, I accepted the offer.

Hi everyone!

Here is another part. It's not gonna be long and this story will end. Yes, Iknow. I could wrote it longer than what it is but like I said earlier, I didn't like the process of writting this story that much as I could. But don't worry. I have another story, which I love with all my heart and I'm gonna translate it as wel! But this is all for now. I hope you liked it and I wil see you in the next one!

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