What Lies Beneath

cнapтer 17 parт 1- 'wнaт нappened тo 'ι'м wearιng a one pιece'?'

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Helloooo... Guess who's back? BACK AGAIN! (that's a song by the way... minus the hello part... just in case uh... you didn't know)

DOUBLE UPDATE TIME! Yer welcome ;) Chapter 17 is heeere and surprise surprise... it's in parts. This is part one... obviously... and there will be TWO more. So three altogether... in case you're math deficient and can't add properly. (See... I cater to everyone's needs ^_^)

SO ENJOY MY LOVELY HOMIES! And if ya want, let me know what you think by voting and spilling all of your deepest darkest secrets in the comments.. ok? Good ;)

This chapter is dedicated to @EatReadWriteRepeat. She is an absolutely STUNNING writer and her story 'Drifter' is simply fantastic. She has also supported WLB and I am sincerely grateful. GO CHECK HER OUT!

PICTURE on the little sidebar thingymajig is of Liam's room... why is there a picture of Liam's room you may ask? Read to find out! (Oh my lord that sounded terribly cliche. I apologize. I must go jump off a cliff now.)

VIDEO right on over there beneath the picture is a song that I think really sums up how a part of Harry feels not only in this chapter, but at this stage in his and Isabelle's 'relationship'. He just doesn't want to admit it to himself yet. Hence only a 'part' of how he feels. 

Right! Enough with the jibber jabber! I shall be back in two weeks for the next update! STAY SAFE! DON'T ACCIDENTALLY STEP ON A RACCOON TRAP!

Love ya! <3

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~Isabelle~

"If you don't calm your ass down I'm driving you back home." I murmur to Violet as we stand in front of the boys' house, waiting for them to answer the door.

"Ok, ok, ok, ok." She says quickly, her hands shaking.

"Get your shit together!" I whisper harshly, hearing footsteps coming closer.

"I can't, I can't, I can't do this!" She whisper-yells back, bouncing on the balls of her feet.

Quickly, before whoever it is can answer the door, I turn and slap Violet right across her face... hard.

The door opens and Louis's face come into view as I turn back around with a smile on my lips.

"LOVER!" He shouts, pulling me forward and into a hug.

I hug back, chuckling. "Louis, this is Violet." I say, breaking away and motioning to a now normal looking Vi.

I smile; glad my slap did the trick.

"Hi Louis. Big fan." She says, smiling widely and reaching out to shake his hand, a light pink mark on her left cheek.

He just laughs and pulls her into a hug as well. She looks surprised at first, her expression priceless, but then I can see her start to enjoy the attention. "Good to know. We need some people with good taste here. Seriously, Isabelle just doesn't suffice." He says, pulling away from Violet and winking at me.

I scoff. "Shut it and let us inside." I say, pushing past him. "Wait never mind, I don't need your permission." I say, sticking my tongue out at him.

"Oh my little firecracker, haven't we talked about your habit of sticking out your tongue before?" He asks, raising an eyebrow and smirking.

I blush and ignore him. "Where's Harry?" I ask as he closes the door behind us.