A Hit In The Making | H.S | 1D |

Chapter 10

Harry's POV:

"Guys, hurry up! Rachel could be here any minute!" I yelled as I continued gathering bits of scattered laundry and placing it in the hamper. This place is an absolute mess. Everywhere I look there's something that needs to be cleaned up. I guess you don't realize how dirty your home is until you're expecting company.

"Come on, Zayn! You've slept long enough! Go help Louis in the other room" I lightly shake Zayn, urging him to get moving for the third time. How can he be sleeping at a time like this? "Okay, okay! I'm up! Where's your chill man?" Zayn asks through sleepy eyes as he slowly rises up. "I am chill, mate. But we need to finish tidying the place before Rachel arrives. "She's on the way" "Now?" "Yes, now" I respond as my friend quickly comes out of his sleepy state and walks towards the studio.

"Liam how's the kitchen lookin'?" I yell from my spot upstairs, peering my head out of the bathroom door. "I'm almost finished! Have to clean out the fridge" he replies warely. I can't remember the last time our refrigerator has been cleaned. Probably not since we arrived over a month ago. "Well get on with it! We don't have much time"

Louis rounds the corner and gives me a once over. "Gee Harry, you look like my Nan on cleanin' day" he chuckles and leans against the doorframe, snapping a quick photo on his phone before sliding it info his pocket. I glance at myself in the mirror and realize just how ridiculous I look; pink rubber cleaning gloves with disinfectant spray in one hand, a bright coral apron with pockets containing various cleaning brushes and microfiber cloths, with my hair pushed back by an old red bandana and my curls sticking out in every direction. I sigh and meet Louis' eyes again, instantly bursting out into laughter.

"I don't think I've ever cleaned so much in my life" I remove the gloves and begin untying my apron. "Yeah, this house was a proper disaster" Louis replied and glances around the hall. "But at least we're nearly finished. Have you heard back from her yet?" He asks and places both hands in his pockets. "Not if you haven't" I respond and remove my apron, scanning the bathroom one last time before the doorbell rings.

Louis and I exchange a knowing look and immediately head for the stairs. "I'll get it!" Niall shouts excitedly as we hear the front door open. Louis and I continue running down the steps, practically racing to greet Rachel.

But our pursuit is brought to a halt as we both near the bottom and hear Niall say "Oh, you're not Rachel." His voice laced with disappointment. I furrow my brows and look over at Louis, confused as to why Niall had such a reaction. "Well, sorry to disappoint there, blondie. Is my cousin here?" A familiar voice sasses back as Niall widens his eyes, taking a few steps back. I smile to myself, excitement rising within me as I quickly approach the door.

"Eden!!" I exclaim and open the door a bit wider, definitely surprised at the sight before me. "Are ya gonna leave me standing here holding these bags all day?" She asks jokingly, causing me to laugh. I help lug two of her heavy suitcases into the entryway. "I haven't seen you in ages! Come ere'" I wrap my arm around her shoulders and pull my cousin in for a playful hug, to which she groans and pushes back jokingly.

"Damn Styles, you smell like bleach and sweat. You reak-" Eden replies, her voice muffled in my shirt. I chuckle and release my cousin, earning an exaggerated breath from her. "How on earth did you get here? I thought your flight wasn't until tomorrow." I place my hands on my hips and grin to myself, shaking my head in disbelief. "Oh, I caught an earlier flight. One of Paul's guys picked me up from the airport. Thought I'd surprise ya" Eden throws a confident smile my way and looks around the room, reminding me that we're still in the entryway.

"Well we'll help with your bags. Come on in" Niall and I carry her things into the living area and set them down on the couch. "Nice place" Eden comments, her fingers gently gliding over the fine leather sofa. "Thank you"