Against All Odds

Ch. 20

Harry's POV

"See you later," Chelsea said, smiling with tears in her eyes.

"See you later," I repeated. As I spoke, Paul called us all over to him and we walked down the hallway to the plane. Like usual, management had gotten us a plane to ourselves.

As soon as I got into the plane, I collapsed onto a couch. I buried my face in a pillow and groaned.

"I agree with you, mate." Louis said, sitting down by my feet.

"Is it just me, or was that almost as hard as leaving our families for a world tour, and we only knew her for two weeks." They all nodded their heads in agreement to my statement.

"She's great. We'll have to have her and the Big Time Rush boys out to London sometime soon!" Niall exclaimed. We all agreed with him.

I pulled out my mobile phone and tapped on my photos. I pulled up a picture of Chelsea, Louis, and I on a carousel the day we all went shopping. I set it as my wallpaper and smiled. Zayn looked at my phone, stood up, and shouted, "Aww! Little Harold has a crush!"

"Give it back!" I whined.

"There's no denying it! Harry is totally whipped," Niall shouted, taking the phone.

"Guys! Give it back!" I whined again. By now they were just tossing it around between the four of them. Louis gave a rubbish toss to Liam right as Paul came into our part of the plane and it hit him right in the face.

Everyone froze as Paul reached up to check to see if his nose was bleeding, which it wasn't (thank The Lord!). He reached down to the floor and picked up my mobile and walked it over to me. I nodded in thanks and pocketed it quickly.

"Now, I don't expect any more ruckus from the five of you, got it?" He said sternly, looking at the other boys. They all nodded, fearfully, and then he walked out of the cabin.

Once he was gone, the boys all let out a breath they had been holding. They collapsed into different chairs and started doing various activities that didn't cause enough noise for Paul to have to come in again. I just laid back down on the couch and tried to fall asleep for the 10 hour flight.

I may or may not have dreamt of a certain girl living in California.

Niall's POV

I heard a snore coming from one of the couches. I glanced to see which one fell asleep first and saw it was Harry. A plan popped into my head when I saw him.

"Guys!" I whispered. 3 heads turned to look at me. "I have and idea."

They all looked at me curiously.

"Ok, first we need to think of something to do to Harry, you know, since he was the first to fall asleep." They all nodded. "And second, does anyone have any of the Big Time Rush boys' mobile numbers?"

"I have James,'" Liam said, "Why?"

"I think we should plan to have Chelsea and Harry go on a romantic date and fall in love, but it will all be a surprise to them." They all looked at me confused.

"Don't worry," I told them, "I have a plan."

We spent the next two hours or so playing tricks on Harry while he slept and planning our surprise meeting with Chelsea and Harry.

By the time we arrived in London, Harry had whipped cream all over his face, sharpie tattoos lining his arms, and his hair was straightened. When Paul woke him up, he just about had a heart attack.

Knowing that all the fangirls and paparazzi were right outside the airport, he quickly washed everything off his face and pulled on a hoodie and a beanie to cover up everything we did to him.

Harry's POV [A/N sorry for all the short POV's... I'm running out of ideas]

I walked into my flat and flopped onto the couch. I flipped on the TV and turned to Friends. Chelsea liked this show. I wonder what she's doing right now....

I pulled out my phone and clicked on Chelsea's contact. I started typing a text.

To Chelsea:

Hey, love! How're you doing?

I got a reply pretty quickly after I sent it.

To Harry:

Hey! I'm ok. How was ur flight?

To Chelsea:

It was ok..I fell asleep first so the rest of the guys pranked me :/

To Harry:

Aww! Poor baby! Haha what'd they do?

To Chelsea:

U no, the usual, sharpie tats, hair straightening.. That kind of stuff

To Harry:

Aww! But ur home safe now, right?

To Chelsea:

Yup! Safe at me and Lou's flat

To Harry:

Yay! Haha.. I g2g , but I'll talk 2 u later, k?

To Chelsea:

K! Ttyl <3

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I put my phone away and started wondering where Louis was. I called out his name, but didn't get an answer.

"Lou!" I called again, walking up the stairs. I still didn't get an answer. I saw his bedroom door was closed, so I knocked on it. No one answered, so I just walked in. That wasn't uncommon in our flat.

I glanced around the room and gasped at what I saw.

Louis was lying on the floor, unmoving.

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A/N

Hey! I'm sooooooo sorry I haven't updated in forever!

Cliffy! Yay!

Haha! I've been super swamped with hw and softball and stuff so I haven't had time to write....

I'll try to write another chapter for Psycho soon, but I'm kinda running out of ideas for that one, so it's kinda on hold.

I love Hunter Hayes

And Harry Styles

And you, reader.

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