Apocalypse [h.s.]

Chapter twenty nine

We landed late in Washington. It was 10 pm and now pouring down. The sun had gone down long ago, and you could vaguely see a rainbow in the distance. And that beautiful rainbow came upon the sky after the sun and the rain crashed together, and still people hated the rain. I still couldn't understand why.

Zayn and Liam were getting our luggage, whilst me and Harry were in the duty free to find a cologne Liam had his eyes set on since the moment he saw the bottle. I had insisted that this wasn't the time and that he should be more professional, but he begged me to do it, so I did. He didn't know how it smelled, but the bottle was what drew him to it.

There were so many different bottles, smells and names. Liam had described it as a blue bottle with a "cool design on." Frankly, there were a lot of blue bottles with cool designs on. Liam had given me a name for it, but it was so advanced that I had forgotten. I tried to smell some of them, but they all smelled practically the same. Harry met my eyes and I waved him over, hoping I could get some help from him. He was just walking around, looking fidgety as ever.

"I need your help," I said as he stood in front of me. "Liam told me to buy this cologne, but I just can't find it."

He furrowed his eyebrows. "Well, do you have a name we can go after?"

I blushed. "I forgot it."

He rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Look, just tell me the design and I'll find it for you. I should know what Liam wants. I know a few things about cologne."

I nodded and bit my lip in concentration. "Alright, uhm, he told me it had a blue bottle with a cool design, and then he gave me the name. I think it was something with an A.. Amo... something? It sounded kind of French. Oh, and also he said that the scent was described as an oriental, woody fragrance, I have no idea what that means, you guys are worse than women, seriously."

Harry nodded and looked at all the colognes, eyeing them from the top shelf to the bottom. Suddenly he picked up this cool-looking cologne that was blue, and actually had a cool design on it. Harry smiled to himself proudly and looked at it.

"This should be it," he said. "Amouage, a classic. I've had loads of'em through the years."

I grabbed it and looked at the shelf to find the price for it. My jaw dropped and my eyes widened. Looking at the cologne, and at the shelf, and at the cologne, and back at the shelf again, I wondered who would buy a cologne that cost that much. I turned it around to read the ingredients.

"What are you doing?" Harry asked.

"Checking if there's gold in it."

Harry sighed and grabbed the bottle from my hands, moving quickly to the cashier. I ran after him and tried to grab his arm but he went faster. Before I knew it, he was pulling out his card and paying for the cologne. He smiled at the cashier, put the cologne in a bag and came towards me.

"Harry, why did you do that?"

He frowned. "A thank you would've been nice."

"Liam gave me his card to pay for it, you didn't have to pay for it," I exclaimed, annoyed.

He sighed and rolled his eyes at me like I was a child. "Consider it a gift."

I crossed my arms and glared at him for a while. Figuring out what to do, I pulled my hand into my pocket and picked up Liam's card. Harry furrowed his eyebrows at me, and I quickly went to the mini bank. I withdrew four hundred dollars. Going over to Harry again, who had confused and annoyed eyes, I handed him the money.

He stared at me and chuckled. "I'm not gonna take your money."

"It's not mine, it's Liam's," I protested. "I don't see why you would pay for anything that was for Liam anyway, thought you didn't like any of them."