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*Harry's POV*
This day was so dragging. Its like there's some thing that tells me not to do anything. A lazy bum as always.
I was chillin on the couch, tryna find some interesting movies to watch in a one-not-so-cool Thursday evening. Liam, Niall, Louis and Zayn were all out, leaving me and Irish alone in our hotel room.
"Hey curly, I made some apple juice! You want?" She offered as she walked out of the kitchen with two glasses in her hands.
"Sure! Thank you!" I replied, taking a glass of it.
"I'll just stay in my room. Just call me if you need anything." she said, looked like she's in a good mood.
We've never had the chance to talk about the rumor since it blasted on the news so I took the opportunity to ask her how she was and to sort some things about us.
"Wait. I was just wondering if we could talk, you know?" I said, looking at her.
"Sure!" she replied.
She plopped down on the couch beside me, giving me a little pert smile on her face.
"So how are you?" I asked.
"I'm pretty good, thank you. How about you curly?" She replied before taking a sip on her drink.
"I'm feeling good too." I replied.
I just looked at her for seconds. She was wearing a sweatshirt and shorts, her brunette hair was tied up in a messy bun. She looked like an adorable, innocent kid with the way she smiles at me. Oh Irish.
"By the way, Mom knows about the contract." she blurted out.
"Your Mom? How did she know? What did she say?" I asked.
"I talked to her yesterday while you're having your photo shoot and she was a bit shocked about it as she saw her daughter being on the headlines of the news with a guy and I told her everything about us and long story short, she let me stay here with you guys." she replied.
"Why didn't you tell me? I was.. I was looking for you yesterday before the photo shoot started and Louis said that you were in the tour bus." I said. How can Louis just lied to me?
"Yeah. I was but I went off right after I got that call from my Mom." she replied.
Well, maybe Louis didn't lie to me but he didn't tell me the truth either.
"Well, thank God it all turned out fine." I said, feeling some kind of relief.
"Yeah. It was nice, actually." she replied.
"I'm sorry 'cause I never got to talk to you about it before. Its just. I'm afraid we would just end up yelling at each other." I smirked, looking at her closely.
"Like we always do? Haha. No. That's fine." she replied.
"So does this mean we're already friends?" I asked.
"I guess so." she laughed.
She then gestured towards the kitchen to get some tacos. We decided to watch Titanic while the boys were out.
I let her leaned her head on my chest as my arms rested on her waist. I then started to play the movie.
We had popcorn, tacos and chips on the table. I raked her hair while she was resting her head in my lap like she couldn't be bothered.. She's absolutely fine with that. My phone then beeped as the Titanic was about to crash on the iceberg. Good timing huh?
I checked my phone and saw a message from Melissa. My heart started to pound. What is she up to now? I read her message and it said:
From: Melissa
Hey babe, wanna go out tomorrow night with Jake and Irish? We'll see you at 9." -Mel xxx
"Who's that?" Irish asked, leaning towards me.
"Mel. She's asking if we would want to have dinner tomorrow night with Jake." I replied.
"Do you want to come?" Irish asked me.
"I don't know." I replied.
"I think we should come Harry. We need to make a move now to accomplish our mission. She's gonna be with Jake tomorrow night plus you and me. It's gonna be great." she replied, pinching my nose.
"Yeah. I do think so." I said.
We really need to work with the plan. But why out all of the guys, he chose to invite Jake which was the reason why we broke up?
I typed in a message to Melissa and sent it to her immediately.
To: Melissa
"Sure. We'll cya tom."
