Silence is a scary sound

Chapter 18

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LIVVY'S POV

"Had a nice sleep, Pearl-boy?" Harry asks and not even looking at him I know he's smirking.

I turn to the living room door after piling all the magazines up to recycle, and watch Zayn's wondering eyes fall on me. He looks back at Harry and nods.

He's so cute in the mornings, I can always see how he's still not fully awake.

"Usually happens after a night of-"

"Harry shut up," I interrupt before he finishes the sentence.

Zayn ignores him and walks back out, searching for some breakfast I'm guessing.

"Oh don't be so boring," Harry mumbles getting up from the couch and walking up to me.

"I'll ring you later," I tell him pushing the hair out his face.

"Are you leaving?!" Pearl asks from her place on the sofa.

"Yep," Harry says before leaning down and kissing my forehead. "Bye Pearl," he waves.

Or kinda waves. He only really lifts his hand and offers a nod, while she just stares.

I join Pearl just after I hear the front door close.

"You're okay?" I ask her taking a bunch of cereals out of the box she's holding.

"I thought I was spending the day with Harry?" She asks me, her big gray eyes studying me.

"Uh no, I've got my day off so we could spend it together!" I beam leaning against her side.

"Yeah yeah, I just thought it'd be the three of us," she shrugs not giving it much importance... Or at least she tries.

Pearl probably sees Harry more than I do, she'll be with him tomorrow anyway... Shit. Maybe she doesn't wanna spend the day with me?

"Can we get frozen yogurt this afternoon?" She asks sweetly, I automatically forget what even was the problem.

"Mmm... Haven't had that since the last time you were here!" I tell her munching on the cereals.

Pearl and I spent what felt like ten minutes, but was probably an hour chatting and laughing on the couch. I'd completly forgotten all the funny stories that come with being in school.

She was trying to explain to me all the kind of different groups there were. When she stood up to mock the way some girl walked in heels, that she obviously shouldn't be wearing, the bell rang, making her jump and squeal.

"Jesus Christ!" She shouts frustrated while I just laugh collapsing on the sofa.

"Your face!" I say trying to calm down.

"I'll get it!" I hear Zayn's voice shout from the kitchen.

"Is it Louis?" Pearl shouts. "I swear if it's Louis I'll kill him," she tells me sitting back down next to me.

"You won't go to that festival if you kill him," I shrug. "I need some water," I mumble trying to make myself get up.

"I should freshen up a bit..." Pearl says looking down at her pyjamas.

"You should, I'm not taking you out looking like that," I tease her covering my nose and pulling a face.

"I don't stink!" She says patting my arm.