Chapter 1

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Harry's POV

Being in a band isn't all that bad...well look at the stuff you get! Girls, amazing fans, and having a band with your four best mates! I'm Harry Styles, the guy with the really sexy curly hair. Me and the boys are so exhausted from tonights concert. We all agreed that last week was our best preformance. Today was slow and the arena was hot. We walked into Louis and I's flat. The boys invited themsleves over. Niall threw his head back in delight, sniffing the air.                                   

"Mmmm, Louis what's cooking?" he said sighing. Louis laughed

"That,"he said simply, gesturing to our new apple cider scented candle. Niall looked at it and pouted his lip. We hung our sweaty jacket  up it the closet and went to the kitchen. I examined  the fridge. I was startled when a hand layed on my back .

"Hey, see anything?" Louis said softly

" Well, we can have breakfast for dinner," I replied  cheerfully. Louis smiled and reached over my back to grab the eggs. Niall scurried over to the bread cabinet and grabbed a loaf for some toast. Liam and Zayn set the table. I grabbed the bacon and some pans. I was so hot right now. The stove made it worse.

"Hey Zayn, will you take over for me?" I said wiping away the speckles of sweat on my forehead. He nodded . I told the boys I'd be in the shower. Not even touching the warm knob, I jumped in. I sighed as the wonderful water hit my burning skin. I hear Louis laughing.

I turned the water off and walked out in my boxers. All of the boys where sitting around the dinning room table as Louis cackles at his own joke. I walk over to the table and take a seat. All of the boys examine me with my boxers and wet body.

"What did Louis say this time," I say as a small grin spreads across my face.

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