Chapter Eight
Louis POV
I woke up and walked into the kitchen. Juliet and Harry were sitting there eating cereal, making funny faces at each other and laughing. How long have they been dating? I asked myself. Juliet looked over and saw me standing in the doorway. Great. Her smile faded and Harry must have noticed her sudden facial expression change. He looked over and his smile faded too. I walked in and grabbed a cereal bar, immediately leaving afterwards. I heard them laughing again and I felt so jealous. That's right, jealous!
There was a light knock on the door so I got up and answered the door. The second I did I was wrapped in a tight hug. It was Hannah.
"Hey, Hannah." I greeted her with a warm smile. She smiled back and stepped into the tour bus. I closed the door and turned around, following Hannah into the kitchen. Great, the kitchen. I noticed Juliet wasn't in the kitchen anymore. Where did she go? At that second I heard the shower start, she must be in the shower then. Harry looked up from his cereal looking at me with an expressionless face. Wow, he really was mad at me huh?
"Hello Harry." Hannah said coldly. Harry didn't say or do anything. He just continued eating his cereal.
Awkward..........
"Err.... Come on Hannah." I said before anybody could say anything else and by anybody I mean Hannah. I didn't need her to fight with Harry. I guided her into the boys and I's room and sat her duffle bag on my bed.
"So how long are you staying?" I asked her. She looked up from her phone and smiled.
"Only two days." She sighed. "I wish I could stay longer too Boo Bear." She whined. I pulled her into a hug just as Juliet walked in. She had her hair up in a towel and she wore pink skinny jeans with an over sized black sweater. I pulled away from Hannah attempting to lead her out of the room. We were almost to the door when Hannah bumped shoulders with Juliet. This wasn't going to be good.
"Watch where your going Juliet." Hannah said loudly. I remembered saying that to her last night and I suddenly felt guilty. I wished I could take it back. I expected Juliet to say some snide remark back but she didn't. She turned around and grabbed her blow dryer off her shelf, turning it on and drying her hair.
"I was talking to you Juliet." Hannah almost yelled, getting closer to Juliet.
Juliet pointed to the blow dryer and then her ear. Telling Hannah she couldn't hear her or she was just trying to make her really mad. I watched as Hannah shoved Juliet into the wall and she dropped the blow dryer pulling the cord out of the plug in. Juliet was holding her arm and Hannah had a small smile plastered on her face. I walked over to Hannah and intertwined her hand with mine, not looking at Juliet at all. Don't get me wrong I'm mad at Hannah for doing that and I am concerned about Juliet's arm, but I just couldn't bring myself to ask her if she was alright especially not with Hannah here.
Harry walked into the room taking one look at Juliet and he was instantly beside her. She wasn't crying but she was still holding her arm. Harry pulled her into a hug and gave me a death glare. Hannah pulled me out of the room and down the hall to the lounge area. We sat in silence before I decided to speak up.
"Why did you do that?" I asked sternly. She looked shocked that I was saying something now but quickly covered it up with a smile.
"She deserved it, nobody ignores me." She said with a grin. "It's not like you care right. I know you two haven't been talking." I looked down remembering what started this little fight between us.
'I promised and I intend on keeping that promise' was the last thing I said to her before we stopped talking.
"Oh yeah, I don't care." I shrugged and switched on the TV.
