Storms

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Harry's pov- 

Trying not to stare, we do are best to keep cleaning. But of course me being me, I'm not able to stop myself from quickly glancing at her. Only to find she was checking to see, if we were staring at the same time. Blushing she quickly turns around, and finishes cleaning. Not wanting to embarrase her anymore, we continue to quietly clean with music playing in the background. 

"Done!" Ela exclaims. Sliding to the ground, while sighing.

"Dang. We made a big mess didn't we?" I inquire. Looking at the time to see, it's been around an hour. 

"You bet. Now get outside, so I can hose you guys off. Before you make another mess! I'll just throw a pizza in the oven after." Ela laughs. As she rushes us outside of her house, and into the massive backyard.

 "Is this going to hurt?" Niall pipes up. The thought of cold water, probably making him cringe.

"Shouldn't." Ela shrugs. Walking over to the hose, and beckoning us over a creepy smile covering her face.

"Should we be worried?" I inquire. Making sure to whisper so Ela wouldn't hear.

"I have no i-DEA!" Niall squeaks, as the frigid water hits him full force.

"HAHAHAHA! Man you sounded like a MOUSE!" I start saying before the blast hits me, and I squeak.

Niall just turns, and gives a smug smile not daring to say anything. The person on the other end of the hose, slightly frightening him. Grinning like a mad man, Ela starts to gun us down with the hose. Freezing us, as we try to run slipping along the way. Once we were on the opposite side of the pool Niall and I collapse down. Sitting there panting, we lean on each other, only for the sprinklers to go off on us. 

"Have fun!" Ela shouts. Before closing the door, and running off. 

"NOOO!" I scream. Running to the door like a wild bull.

"Mate just relax, she's not going to hear you." Niall states. Lying on the grass, he lets the sprinklers soak him from head to toe. 

"I'm gonna try the front." I tell Niall. My voice wavering as I shiver.

"Let me know how it goes!" Niall laughs. His voice echoing around the yard.

"Sure." I lie. My grin wide, and gruesome.

 Heading to the front of the yard, I notice the house on the right was completely trashed. The front window smashed, and the living room burnt. It's a pretty terrible sight. Before I could examine it more, a girl with orangish hair comes running out. Not wanting to seem creepy I continue to head towards the front door. Suspecting it to be locked, I take my time and just stare at the sky, that seems to be darkening by the moment. Dark grey clouds cover half the sky, as the other dark grey clouds head towards the other half. My first instinct is to tell Niall, but instead I decide to check the door. It's locked, of course.

  Quickly running to the backyard, I find it empty.

 "I'm inside!" I hear Niall yell from a window. Before it shuts, making a loud bang in the process. 

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