No Control • hs

twenty

"Thanks babe." Harry pushes one of my stray hairs behind my ear then sets his bowl on the coffee table in front of him.

"Let me know if you need anything else."

"Oh I will." I give Harry a bothered look. "I'm kidding." Harry stifles a laugh and lays back on the couch, then there's a knock on the door.

"I'll get it." I say, walking over to the door.

"Hi guys." Liam says as he walks through the door.

"Liam? What are you doing here?" Harry asks, getting up and moving closer to the conversation.

"I have to tell you guys something. I didn't feel uneasy about this at first but I do now." Harry and I both look at each other with wide eyes.

"What is it?" I say.

"Well, the second day you guys were at the lake, I think someone broke into my house. Everything was out of the drawers and nothing was in place. At first I just thought it was some annoying prank that you and Louis were playing on me but now that I have had time to reflect, I think it was something much more serious. It was like this person was searching for something."

"For what?" Harry and I ask in unison.

"I don't know exactly, but..." Liam brakes eye contact with Harry and I and looks at the ground.

"But what Liam?" Harry's brows are furrowed and I can tell he's getting angry.

"I think he was looking for your address, Harry. They had all of my old address books sprawled all over the counter."

"I think I know who it was, and they sure as hell found my address alright." Harry says.

"Who? They came here?" Liam questions, very concerned.

"The day we went home, I was unpacking, and he came to my door. His name is Niall Horan, he's my ex." I say.

"Your door?" Liam asks me."I don't have your address in my house."

     "I guess if he figured that if he found Harry's address, then he could find me since I live right I front of him." I say, trying to reason.

     "But how would Niall know that you lived in front of me? Did you ever mention it to him?" Harry asked.

     "No, but I mentioned it when I was meeting Gemma." I break my gaze from the floor to Harry.

     "Ok, Peyton, Niall is smart, we get that. He isn't capable of putting secret microphones in Liam's house though." Harry says.

     "Don't doubt him, Harry! You thought that about the vending machine too! Liam, did you check your house?"

     "No, I didn't know I had to!" Liam threw his hands up, probably lost by the whole conversation. "When could he have even gotten into my house?"

     "The bonfire." Harry states, making no facial expression.

     "He has to have a microphone in the house somewhere." Liam says. "He can't possibly be that knowledgeable about the two of your living locations if you haven't told him any information yourself."

     "We should go check." Harry says, he looks up at Liam and I with fire in his eyes.

     "Harry, your sick."

     "I don't care, Peyton, it's for all of our safety. Who knows what he will pull next?" Harry grabs his jacket and opens the door. "Are you guys coming?" Harry says impatiently. Liam and I reluctantly follow.

     "We should take my car." Liam says, Harry clicking the elevator button to go to the parking garage. He gets no response as we all pile into his car.

***

     I jerk awake, realizing I had fallen asleep in the car. Harry's hand was rubbing on my left thigh. I could feel the breeze from the open car door that Harry stood outside of. I rub the sleep out of my eyes and unbuckle myself. Harry leads me up to the house, hand on my back. Liam stands by the door with his key.
"Ready?" He whispers.

     "Liam, we are looking for microphones in your house, it's not like he is going to be in there still." Harry sarcastically states.

     Liam scoffs and sticks his key in the door. Harry goes in first and turns the lights on. I looked exactly like it had before. Harry checks everywhere the secret device might be. "Guys." I whisper. They both walk over to me and I show them the black sponge-looking microphone and the wire attached to a picture frame on Liam's bookshelf. Harry picks the mic up and flips the switch off.

"Okay, I think we're good now."  A loud crash sounds from Liam's room. Liam's feet carry him to his door and opens it up to reveal nothing but Niall and Zayn.