Abditory [H.S]

43

Tw: alcohol use.

I missed u guys

Luella Jones

After countless yells of 'hurry up', loud arguments, and 45 minutes of packing everything up, we're good to go.

We would've been done in half an hour if it wasn't for Harry and Niall's stupid fights. I swear they act like bloody children, bickering and yelling at each other like a bunch of idiots.

"It's actually our private jet." Niall corrects him.

"No, it's mine." Harry furrows his eyebrows, pushing his suitcase off the floor to pack it up on the bed.

"Correction!" Liam bugs in. "It's your dad's actually."

"It's mine, I bought it." Harry frustradely says.

"With what money?" Niall asks.

Harry then stays silent, glaring at him.

"I picked it." He mutters defeatingly.

"Exactly." Liam laughs.

It was like that for five more minutes. Then Liam kept yelling at us to hurry up, threatening to leave us when he'd see us slacking.

Being around three men didn't give me much of a confidence to do anything I usually do, between the glass door of the bathroom and the sounds of them yelling at each other, I was less than safe to going on a plane with them. Hell, I'd think the plane alone would crash from the amount of times they fight.

I did notice Niall's continuous smiles at me, Liam's reassuring looks that everything would be fine if we would just get to the plane right.

Harry barely said anything to me other than asking if I wanted to eat something, after I declined he kept on doing his job.

I don't know why he acts like this, he's so confusing and acts completely different when we're alone. I don't miss the way he treats me different when the boys are around.

I know damn well he likes me more now.

He doesn't really need to say anything anyways, his eyes pretty much give away his thoughts.

"So....you guys a thing now or what? I don't see Harry cuddle people that often." Niall speaks from his passenger seat, turning his head to look at me, wiggling his eyebrows happily.

"Can you shut the fuck up for a minute? Just one minute of peace and quiet, that's all I'm asking for." Harry interrupts me from whatever I was gonna say, making Niall roll his eyes and sit straight again.

I didn't really have much of an answer either, in fact, the question itself left me hanging around in my own thoughts while Liam drove us to the airport.

"It's been a minute, now answer my question." Niall speaks again, hearing Harry groan.

He pushes his feet up, kicking against the back of the passenger's seat, making Niall jump in it and curse in pain.

"Can you both stop acting like fucking children and behave?" Liam interferes, finally shutting both of them up.

Safe to say I'm never going on a drive with the three of them after that.

The silence only left the awkwardness lingering in the air between Harry and I in the back, stealing glances at each other.

Where do we stand anyways? I haven't really figured out if I actually like him or not.