Long Lost Brother

44: Sausage Song

The FaceTime rang twice before Harry answered.

"How are you?" I asked genuinely concerned as his face popped up on the screen of my laptop I was given when I moved in with the boys.

"Horrible," he replied his eyes red and puffy from crying. His long curly hair had been tied up in a bun and his black t-shirt he wore was extremely sweaty due to the performance they had just done. It had a been a few months since Zayn left the band to go solo. Which resulted in me crying and talking into my One Direction pillow and the rest of the boys feeling really down. Naughty Boy in my opinion was acting really childish and cocky ever since Zayn started working with him. Louis had put him back in his place with a couple tweets but it made me angry that Zayn just sat aside and watched as Naughty Boy completely insulted his best friend and fans. Then Naughty Boy had to and attack Louis with the auto tune thing, I hope one day he comes to a concert so i can personally strangle him. None of the other boys had done anything besides Harry who unfollowed Naughty Boy, that was about as mean as Harry could get.

"Do you wanna do the sausage song?" I asked.

"Can we?" Harry asked quietly looking up at me hopefully.

"Of course, you start," I smiled before clearing my throat and Harry doing the same thing.

"I'm a Bi little Hazza but I still take-"

"SAUSAGE!"

"I throw biscuits but I won't throw-"

"SAUSAGE!"

"Eggs, bacon, grits and-"

"SAUSAGE!"

"ASDFGHJKL."

"SAUSAGE!"

"I don't know what else to say-"

"SAUSAGE!"

"ASDEFGJKL FLASHLIGHT."

"SAUSAGE!"

"Naughty Boy looks like a motherfucking-"

"SAUSAGE!" we shouted and laughed.

"Feel better?" I asked a giggling Harry on the other line.

"A little," he giggled.

"Well Hazza you look really yuck so go shower and call me back tomorrow okay? I gotta go love you lots," I smiled waving.

"All the love xx Hazza," he smiled his eyes no longer puffy and red but instead had that sparkle that they used to. I ended the call, closed my laptop and slipped on my shoes before waddling out of my room and down to the cafe.

"Ershtern!!!" I yelled. Ashton was sitting at a table with the rest of the boys.

"Sherena!!!" He replied slurring my name. I plopped down in a chair between him and Calum.

"How are you guys doing?" I asked.

"Good," Calum replied.

"So you're speaking for us now Calum?!" Michael snapped.

"Woah no calm down Mikey I was just replying," Calum replied quickly.

"Are you okay?" Ashton asked Michael.

"Peachy," he said plastering a fake smile on his face and glaring at me for a few moments making me shrink into Harry's red hoodie I was wearing.

"Okay then well let's get going," Luke said picking up his drink and starting for the door. All of us followed behind him in an orderly fashion.