Chapter 37

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Chapter 37

Harry's P.O.V

ZZZZZZZZ!....ZZZZZZZZZZ!

I groaned as my phone slid across the wood surface of my night stand, creating a horrendous buzzing noise as it did so. I glanced over at my clock briefly before I were to focus on my phone.

1:56PM

I'd spent almost an entire day in bed, I thought, groaning as I reached for my phone. A familiar face lit my screen and I slid it open. "Liam, what do you want?" I mumbled, my voice still clearly groggy from sleep.

"Well good afternoon sunshine, you've been out for ages!"

I rolled my eyes at his statement, waiting for him to get to the point, I sighed, signaling that he did so. "We're going out to the boys last show before we leave for tour, are you coming?"

The fact that he already deemed them "the boys" made me irritated, as we'd only known them for a week or so. Or at least they had, I hadn't even met any of them yet. I groaned coherently into the phone, making sure Liam heard. He responded with a short chuckle and I heard him informing the rest of the boys, our boys, of my enthusiastic attitude towards the matter. " I guess I'll go" I finally breathed out "But don't think I'm going to be nice" I sighed once more as I heard laughter over the phone.

"Alright mate, we're meeting there at 6:30, see you then!" he exclaimed.

"Wai-Liam" I choked out, remembering the company we'd have.

"Yeah mate?" The room was more quiet behind him now, as he heard the seriousness in my tone.

"Is Louise going to be there?" I asked shyly, doing my best not to sound overbearingly desperate. He let out a small, but understanding chuckle before responding.

"Yeh, she'll be there lad, so try not and look like you just climbed out of bed" He laughed, before hanging up the phone abruptly. I set the phone back down on my nightstand and collapsed back on the mattress, her ambient face filling my mind as I closed my eyes, trying to imagine her better. In the days that had passed she had faded more and more, but never completely. As much as I wanted to avoid her, I couldn't, and I knew it better than anyone else. I climbed out of bed, feeling my heartbeat quicken at the sheer thought of her. "I'd better get ready then" I said to myself aloud, getting up and walking towards the door. I grabbed the door handle before a disturbing thought hit me. What had this girl done to me, that I was getting ready four hours early for her? I laughed to myself as I walked down the hall towards the shower, shaking my head. Whatever she had done, or was doing, I had no idea...but I didn't dislike it, either.


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