Ch. 11- Lay Off Da Curry AJ

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Harry POV

    I watched as JJ marched off into the crowd. “Shouldn’t one of us go with her?” I ask Niall.

    “Nah. If you knew JJ like I do, you’d know that she’ll be fine. She doesn’t take shit from anyone,” he says. I shrug and strain my neck to make sure she’s okay, just in case. “Wait, why do you care?”

    My eyes widen, “Oh, erm…why wouldn’t I care? Even if we aren’t on good terms, she is part of the team.”

    “Wait, ‘not on good terms’? That’s an understatement,” he says. Relief washes through me as he drops the previous topic. “Why do you two hate each other so much?”

    “What do you mean?” I try to ask clueless to what he’s talking about.

    “You know what I mean, Harry,” he says with an obvious tone. I sigh and turn towards him.

    “I just don’t enjoy her company all that much,” I state simply.

    “Sometimes, people pretend to hate others to hide that they like them. Are you sure you just don’t have a little crush?” He grins and squeezes my cheeks. Crush? He must be out of his mind. I slap his hand away.

    “Don’t be ridiculous, Niall.”

    “Fine, fine,” he says unconvincingly, but I decide to brush it off, “just please don’t tell me you ‘don’t enjoy her company’ because of when our first mission failed. Are you holding a grudge?”

    I scoff, “Pffft, whaaaat? No, of course not.”

    “Okay, so that’s definitely a yes. But, I’m pretty sure that’s why she hates you too. But you both need to get over it. Your arguments are stupid anyways,” he informs. I roll my eyes and turn back around to face the rest of the crowd. I locate the elephant, just to notice someone else climb on. Is that JJ?

AJ POV

JJ climbed off the elephant and headed towards Niall and Harry. She looked as if she was explaining the situation but I wasn’t too sure.

            “You ready?” I asked Zayn keeping my eyes still focused on them.

            “Yeah, let’s go before this thing starts back up again.” He said. I looked down at the ladder that JJ used to get up here. It was about 3 feet away from where we were sitting. I slowly inched my feet towards the first step. It wobbled under my feet and tipped to the right. I caught the ladder between my legs. From far away--or close up for that matter—I probably looked stupid hanging off the back of an elephant with a ladder tucker between my legs. “You need some help?” Zayn asked, amusement sparkling in his eyes.

            “Shut up and help me down.” I grumbled. He kicked the ladder down to the ground and I fell to the dirt floor. “THAT’S NOT WHAT I MEANT!”

            “You should have been more specific.” He said when he landed next to me.

            “You know, so far you are the worst husband ever.” I joked.

            “I’m sorry my dear. Is there anything I could do to make it up to you?” he said feigning an apology. I pretended to think about it.

            “Well…you could always carry me everywhere cuz walking is tiring.” What? I’m lazy.

            “Of course dear wife.” He picked me up and walked a couple of steps before collapsing under my weight.

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