The Recording Studio (A Harry Styles Love Story)

We're Good

(Jenna's Point Of View)

I woke up to loud music. It was Taylor Swift's song Mine. I opened up my eyes slowly and saw El cleaning the hotel room while dancing in her pj's. I chuckled to myself. She is acting like a mom. I got up out of my sleeping bag and walked over to wear El was.

I touched her shoulder. "Hey." She jumped and put her hand to her chest. "Oh my god Jenna. You scared me." I laughed slightly. "Why are you cleaning?"

"Because we made a mess."

"Yeah but there are maids. We are at a hotel and I am pretty sure I made the most of this mess." I looked around me at all the feathers that lied on the floor, underneath my feet.

"Then you can help." She handed me the broom. I sighed and started to sweep up the feathers. We did make a mess last night. Candy wrappers were everywhere, empty soda bottles, there was spilt grape soda on the floor. If Allison or Paul see's this mess then we are dead. "Woah." I looked over to see a sleepy Emily, rubbing her eyes. "I know right."

"How did we make this much of a mess?" She looked around her. "I have no idea. But you can help." I handed her a trash bag to go pick up all the wrappers and soda bottles. She groaned but did it anyways. "El have you seen the boys yet?" I asked. She looked up at me and then went back to what she was doing. Why is she ignoring me?

"El?"

"Hmm?" She finally anwsered.

"Have you seen the boys yet?"

"Ummm.." She bit her lip. Something is up.

"El what are you up to?" Emily heard us talking and she joined in. "Yeah what is going on?"

"Don't be mad at them!" She yelled. I knew something was up.

I sighed. "What did they do?"

"It doesn't matter. I am already mad at Niall." Emily shrugged. I looked at her.

"Em your mad at him because he didn't know you liked him. That is pretty dumb." She rolled her eyes and walked out of our hotel room with a full trash bag. I looked over at El and she was cleaning up the spilt grape soda. "El. What did they do?" I repeated.

"I don't know how to tell you so go see for yourself." I dropped the broom and walked out of the hotel room and went into Harry and Louis's. When I entered, my jaw dropped. There room was ten times worse than ours. There was food all over the floor, the mattress's were flipped up against the walls, there was this weird stench, clothes were everywhere, and so were beer bottles. Beer bottles? Did they drink? I thought we agreed they wouldn't do that. I looked over the room once more. Niall was passed out on the bed that had no mattress on it, Zayn was on top of the desk, Louis was in the bath tub and Harry was just in the middle of the floor with beer bottles surrounding him. He must have been drinking. I was about to leave when I bumped into a hard chest. I looked up to see Liam.

"Oh Jenna. Your here." I nodded with my arms crossed.

"What happened last night?"

"Lets just say Justin and I were the good boys." He smiled. I shook my head.

"So Harry didn't listen to me." Liam looked down at his hands and nodded his head.

"Why?" I asked. He looked up at me and shrugged.

"I don't know. I remember he left because he heard you girls screaming and after about five minutes, he came back pissed and he started to drink with Louis, Zayn, and Niall." I was so confused. When did he come to our room? He must have been eavesdropping.