Being Harry Styles' Beard

chapter three

"Who the hell is this?!" I hear someone yelling. I know it's not Harry because Harry soon yells back.

"Lou, I already told you!" He frustratedly yells back but not as loud as the other boy in the room.

"Well I don't believe you! If she's just a friend why is she in your bed! For fucks sake we both know that you sleep naked, so why the hell would 'just a friend' sleep with you when you're naked?!"

"That's exactly why! Because we're just friends! We didn't do anything! And stop yelling so loud! I don't want her to wake up and meet you this way!"

"No! Oh no! She's the very last person I would want to meet! Are you stupid Harry?" Someone lets out a frustrated breath and I hear some kind of bang, kind of like someone putting their fist to the wall.

I'm not sure who because I'm way too tired to even open my eyes. I've always wondered why plane rides make you so tired when all you do is just sit in a seat the whole time.

"Just wait until she wakes up and I will introduce her to you and all the guys and explain!" Harry tries but who I now know is Louis has a comeback right away. I had heard that he was sassy from Harry and goodness was he not over exaggerating.

"Oh! So I'm not worth your time now? I'm not worth a second meeting of this 'friend' of yours?"

"Louis, I'm gay for fucks sake! I don't know why you get so jealous! Even when I was forced to date Taylor you were jealous! I'm gay, Louis! You're so fucking aggravating sometimes! Just shut up!"

"Whatever." Louis says and he sounds very defeated. I'm thinking about sitting up and explaining myself to him but I hold back the urge because I don't think that's what Harry would want right now. I'm also kind of scared Louis might try to sock me in the face, so it wasn't that hard fighting the urge.

"Louis, wait. I didn't-"

"No. Just leave me alone." Then I hear a door shut and a frustrated loud groan let out.

When I sit up in the bed I hope that it's Louis that left out the door and not Harry because that would be pretty awkward.

"Hey." I say quietly when I realize it's Harry sitting on the edge of the bed the same way I saw him when I got here yesterday. He frantically turned around to look at me, shocked that I was awake.

"I'm guessing that you heard all of that?" Harry says.

"Yeah."

"I'm sorry. Louis has just been really on edge, well we both have." Of course they have been on edge. Their love is forbidden for no reason what so ever and they can't do anything about it.

"It's cool. I understand. You still wanna introduce me to the guys?" I ask hoping to take his mind off of the fight him and Louis just got into.

"Yeah. Let's go." Harry stands up off the bed and he's only in his underwear and his curls are a jungle on top of his head.

"Wait!" I stop him from getting any closer to the door. "I have to have a good first impression! Let me get ready first." Okay, I'm not a directioner. I don't have posters of 5 teenage boys on my wall or the dolls. But... I have seen pictures of them and seen them on my tv screen. I mean it's hard not to considering how famous they are. The Irish one is pretty hot and I want to have a good impression, okay?

"Ugh. Girls." Harry plops back onto the bed to wait for me to get ready.

"So your going to go down there in just your underwear?" I raise an eyebrow at the boy sprawled out on the bed.

"Well, we do have the whole floor to ourselves but if it makes you feel better I guess I could put on clothes." He says a bit sarcastically and gets up from the bed, but not at all in a willing way.