Mallory's POV:
Harry, Liam and Lil have been acting really weird lately. They fake laugh about not funny things I say.. like where's the milk or like hey Harry want to order out tonight? I know for a fact something is wrong! They never act like this.
It's Friday night and I'm here alone. Niall went out with Liam to get some Nandos. Harry and Lil went to get our takeout dinner. Zayn and Louis went to dinner with Darcy. I'm just home in some black yoga pants with a rainbow zebra print waist band, I had a Blue One Direction shirt that was a tank top and said 'Mrs. Styles'. Harry gave it to me last week, so I thought I would just wear it for the hell of it. My blond hair was in a messy bun from yesterday night. I can't stop thinking about what's going on, I know there's something going on their not telling me. I'll call Liam, this not knowing feeling is not helping me.
"Hey, Liam sorry if I'm interrupting" I said .
Lilyann's POV:
In the car with Harry is awkward... He just stares out to the road. No music. Just epic silence. I'm still kind of freaked out about everything. Everything that has happen to me, the boys and what's gonna happen to Mallory's feelings. I'm a terrible person... a terrible friend. I felt a tap on my shoulder, I look up at him.
"Lil, you can't tell Mallory" He said.
"I know. That's your job" I said.
"I know"
"But warn me before your gonna tell her, so I can be ready for a can of whoop ass" I said. Harry laughed, I guess he thought it was funny, but it's not. She's going to be very angry! I'm not very good at showing my feelings to other people.
"Promise not to tell her?" Harry said by putting his hand on my shoulder.
"Yeah" I said brushing his arm off of me.
We pick up our food at the pizza place, I forgot what it was called. I went inside, people don't know me, they just think I'm a normal person. I like that, the feeling of no one knowing who I am. But I do get recognized sometimes by One Direction fans and American Idol fans. But I don't mind once in awhile but the boys get recognized everywhere they go! I couldn't do that, I couldn't live like that. The screams, the crying of all of it, ugh moving on. I just want to dig into my warm pizza. I climb into the black car to find no Harry! I look quickly round the car and no Harry! Harry's gone! Harry's gone! Holy shit Harry's gone! My hands start shaking and my breathing became more heavier.
After an hour of just sitting in the car alone, the door swings open and Harry just falls into his seat, like nothing ever happened. And there I am crying, shaking, and mouth wide... just staring at him. He looks over towards me, his eyes are glossy and eyes blood shot! HE FUCKING HIGH!!!!!
Louis's POV:
Zayn and his secret girlfriend, Perrie went out to dinner. I took Darcy out to a fancy dinner place. Harry takes me here sometimes, when he feels fancy and stuff. I have my famous tux on (Yes it's this fancy). Darcy's wear a white short lace dress with spaghetti traps. Her hair has a soft curl to it, her shoes are a black high heel but not too high. She tops it off with a diamond necklace.
"Ready?" She said with a smile.
"Yeah" I said returning the favor. We walk throw the thick crowd of people trying to get in. This is wear all the celbs go to have dinner. You know paps are here with their flashing cameras and fans are here. I singed some papers for fans and head to the front desk. The hostess look very upset and can't take anymore crap from people.
"Hello ma'am. How are you doing today" I asked.
"Horrible. So many people and I have no one helping me" She said slamming her hand on her forehead.
