Aphotic(h.s au)

•Six

Above is Harry how I imagine him in the story along with Liam but hey!
They give me high blood pressure.
Leggo!

Harrys PoV
"That'll be £25.95, sir." I handed the cashier my card before looking down at the tray of 4 eat in and 1 take away ice creams in front of me.

I was certain the only way to get your money's worth was to pile on every single topping to create a multitude of colour but everyone else though otherwise going for plain, with sauce of only one topping.

"Errm, sir?" My thoughts were interrupted by the cashier whose name was "Beau" and he handed me his card.  I balanced the tray before walking back to the table.

Everyone grabbed what was rightly theirs, mine the only ice cream left on the tray. I felt three pairs of eyes on me as they intently studied my ice cream and then me.

"That is rank." I looked up to as who had spoked and insulted my fantasticness in a cup.

"No, it's not rank" as the word left my lips it sounded more offended then original meant "This," I motioned to the frozen cream "Is a work of art. It is it's money's worth. It combines the flavour of all your favourite topping into one. It surprises you with every bite you take and it influences every word you utter post eating the miracle."

I quite happily ate a forkful and gave them a overly exaggerated smile. Everyone ate theirs and I heard someone speak.
"Les go." I looked up to see Taron stand up and everyone else follow suit.

They started towards door. "I haven't finished my ice cream yet..." My sentence faded off as they turned to look at me.
"Eat. In. The. Car." She said emphatically and walked off toward the car. It had been around five minutes when my phone rang and I was still only three quarters done.

"Hello"
"Harry speaking"
"No shit Sherlock. We need to go get Zayn"
"I'm not leaving till I have finished my ice cream"
"I am counting to 5, if you don't come out I will personally escort you from the premises"
"Come and get me"
"1"
"Not budging"
"2"
"3"
"4"
"I didn't seem to get a name" I questioned.
"5"
The line went dead a what do you know. I got exactly 5 seconds of peace.

Tarons PoV
"5"
He still hasn't come out of the blooming shop and I lost it.

I stormed in there and smacked my fists down on the table. He smiled at me casually as if he hadn't done anything wrong and now looking back at the situation I may have slightly overreacted. But what ever.

I picked up his mess if it even qualified as one and looked at him dead in the eye as I walked over to the bin and dropped it in. A a satisfying thud followed. "Your finished now." I said sarcastically before walking out the glass doors and sliding into the passenger seat as Liam was now driving.

Harry slid in silently, a look of shock and pure distraught on his face. "Is she always this psyco?" He whispered to Louis. If he meant for me to carry on, completely oblivious to that comment, someone has some serious spy work to do.

As I looked in the rear view mirror, I saw Louis motion later and Harry nodded obediently, a look of twisted confusion flashed across his face.

I didn't have time to dwell on the thought as my favourite song came on the CD.
(Now would be a good time to press play on the video ily)

Do you remember the taste of my lips that night
I stole a bit of my mother's perfume
Cause I remember when my father put his fist through
The wall that separated the dining room

I started to sing along instead of just mouthing along.

And I remember the fear in your eyes
The very first time we snuck into the city pool
Late December with my heart in my chest and the clouds of my breath
Didn't know where we were running to
But don't look back