Secrets

eight

shalom friends

first off I need to just congratulate the boys on how amazing they sound with the new tracks. I know that Zayn left and that there is a hole in their sound, but they've masked it as well as they could. Home and the Perfect music video literally killed me, so idk how I'm writing this right now.

the pic on top is Dylan :)

But anyways... back to the story!

-xxcashyyy

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"- bye Hazza! Take care of yourself and my sister!" I woke up to hear the front door slam and Louis' hollering fill the house. I looked at my alarm clock to see 12:35 flash in red lights. Well, might as well get up. I dragged myself to the bathroom and got ready for the day. I decided on sweats and a simple grey v-neck since I wasn't planning on leaving the house anyways.

I was in the middle of a Teen Wolf marathon when Harry walked into the living room with KFC. He didn't say anything but just plopped down next to me and stuck out the bucket in my direction. I took a couple pieces and gave him the remote knowing that he wouldn't want to watch a werewolf show. Sadly, not everyone has the sophistication to know that Stiles Stilinsky is always the right choice.

"Hey so I was kinda out of it this morning. But where are the rest of the guys?" I questioned while snatching another chicken leg from Harry.

"Oh that; the boys are all kind of going to different places around the world to promote our movie. They brought along their girlfriends as well. So Liam and Sophia are going to South America for a month, Lou and El are taking Korea and China, Niall is heading to Ireland and Northern Europe, no surprise there, and Zayn is taking the US and Canada. I'm going to be doing some interviews in London and the U.K. while they're out." He explained, pausing momentarily to eat his chicken. "We figured you would want some time to settle in more so we decided you would stay with me for a month" he finished. Oh wonderful. A month with Harry Styles and his girlfriend Haley. Note the sarcasm.

"Okay, but please. If you're going to have a make out session with your girlfriend get a room" I scoffed. Harry's sex life wasn't something I needed to hear. I shuddered to myself at the thought.

Harry shot me a glare before flipping me off and walking out to throw away the now empty bucket of chicken. He retreated back into his room, and I took this as an opportunity to catch up with a friend. I punched in the familiar number and pressed call. He answered on the 3rd ring.

"Hey who's this?" the voice on the other end crackled. I smiled at the sound.

"Bella, how ar-" I was cut off by a shriek on the other end.

"Oh my god! Bells I haven't seen you for like 3 years! How's my favorite bitch?!" Dylan screamed from the other end. Confused? Let me explain.

Dylan and I were best friends during junior high. He was a sophomore while I was in 8th grade, but that never mattered. We were inseparable, but when he brought me home drunk one night Louis "banned" him from the house. He still kept seeing me though, sneaking through the windows and whispering in the dark. Classic Romeo and Juliet love story, cheesy and all that shit except for the fact that we were just friends. And then he moved away to the big city of London while I was left in Doncaster. We cried together on my mom's couch for hours the day he told me he was leaving. Lou never let me make contact with him, but now that Lou isn't here, that isn't a problem now is it?

" Haha, I'm good. I want to catch up sometime. Are you free right now?"

" If I wasn't I'd clear my schedule just for you. I can't believe I get my Bella back! I'll swing by your house in 10. Text me the address" and with that, he hung up.

Well, turns out I am going out today. I quickly changed out of my hobo clothes and slipped into dark skinny jeans and a maroon sweater. I applied some light makeup and grabbed my converse on the way out.

I had just stepped out of the door when a black matte convertible pulled up in front of me. Dylan was decked out in a simple flannel and had his Ray Bans on this head. Did I mention his parents owned half of London? He was stacked. Well, I guess I can't really say anything considering my brother bought his own football team when he was about to get kicked off the team.

"Hey Bells," he grinned while pulling me in for a bear hug. "I've missed you so much." His grin faded as he saw something behind me. Confused, I turned around to find a pissed off and tired Harry glaring at us through the window. Haha, too late Styles. You weren't going to ruin my day.

"Drive. Fast. Now." I ordered. Dylan complied, luckily, and we sped off into London Town as Harry barged out of the front door screaming my name. I knew I was in for it when I got back, but I didn't really care at this point. I was going to have my old life back, even if it's only for a day.

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Ok so I kinda wrote this chapter over a week where a ton of shit dropped. Perfect EP and the 5SOS album hit me like a truck and I haven't gotten over any of them yet! Comment below what you guys think of them.

I think I'm going to try something new for these next few chapters. I need 20 views and 5 comments before I'll update again :p

-xxcashyyy