Never Letting Go. (Sequel to Til Death Do Us Part.)

26. Mannequins

*Liam's P.O.V*

"Liam, shut up!" Aeron squealed, covering her red consumed cheeks.

We were in the van on our way back to Harry's flat.

After nearly an hour of waiting for Aeron and Harry, Louis and I went inside and tried to get in, but the door was locked. That alone gave away what they had been doing and then they tried to lie about it.

"It's not my fault that you and Harry can't keep your hands to yourselves long enough to record for the album. People have to record in that studio. That couch has to be sanitized now." Louis says.

"Harry and Aeron just couldn't wait until we left. They were planning it the whole time." Elizabeth says from beside Niall.

"That's not true. I actually wasn't planning it. It just happened." Harry said.

We all scoffed.

"Liar!" Niall accuses.

I heard Aeron groan.

"Can we stop talking about this, please?" She mumbles.

I turned and saw that her face was red, burried into Harry's jacket.

"Alright, alright. But just remember the next time you and Harry decide to make your own music, that it should be in a more private location." I say.

"Like home." Louis interupts.

Aeron let out another muffled groan.

"Stop. I have never been so embaressed in my life." She complains.

I reached back and started poking at her cheek.

"Awe, isn't that cute. Poor little Aeron's embaress- eh!" I shriek, pulling my finger back.

The van erupted into laughter.

"That's not funny. She bit me!" I holler.

"I'm sure she bites Harry too." Zayn smirks.

"She does. And it feels great." Harry replies.

Aeron glared at him and sank her teeth into his shoulder.

"Eh!" He screams.

"Still feel great?" She asked him.

"No, it hurt like hell." He says, rubbing his wound.

"Good, now you know that when I bite, it's not always good." She snaps.

I chuckled and turned back to the road, only to have to slam on the brakes.

Everyone exclaimed and several profanities were hollered as well.

I looked up and saw a man in all black, standing in front of the car. I looked closer and saw that he wasn't moving.

"What the hell was that?" Niall asked.

I shrugged.

"I don't know." I reply.

"Well, can we go home?" El queried.

"No, this guy is in the way." I reply.

"Go around him?" Louis suggests.

"I can't. We're in a tunnel and he's blocking the exit. The car is too big to squeeze passed."

"Honk the horn." Harry says from over my shoulder.

I did as requested, but he didn't budge. He just stood there, hood over his head and hands lay firmly at his sides.

"Nothing."