Chapter Four: Dogs and Aliens

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HANNA'S POV

"Harry hurry up I need to shower!" I yelled through the locked door of the bathroom. Harry was taking a ridiculously long time in the shower and Reagan was going to be here in fifteen minutes. We had been living in the house alone for a week and still had one more week for our parents to come back from their honeymoon. Harry and I had quickly taken to the brother/sister relationship. He would purpously do things to annoy me so I would tease him back by doing things like stealing his hair brush or little things like that. I had discovered Harry and my rooms were Jack and Jill style so we each had our own bathroom area with a sink but we had to share a toilet and shower area. Harry always took forever in the shower just to piss me off.

"Harry I'm serious!" I yelled banging on the door again. I heard him unlock my connecting door and I opened it to see him standing in a towel glaring at me.

"Calm your tits Hanna! You took a shower yesterday afternoon, why do you need to take one so early anyway?" He asked walking into his bathroom and closing the door behind him. I locked both our doors and started stripping down.

"I have to be clean cause Reagan is coming over!" I yelled through the door.

"Oh that's right!" He yelled back. "Louis is coming too! In fact he's almost here so I'll be downstairs." He said through the door. I chuckled as I stepped into the shower. Reagan was going to love that... according to her, "Louis may have the best ass I've ever seen, but he's fucking annoying." I laughed again thinking of what her reaction would be when she found out. I showered quickly and then got out, changing into a pair of leggings and my favorite short sleeve tee. I heard the doorbell ring and I ran downstairs knowing it would be Reagan.

"I got it!" I yelled to Harry.

"Hey bitch!" I greeted... Louis?

"Hey, you listen here missy, I'm not anyone's bitch. You are all my bitches. Get your facts straight." He said as he walked past me and into the house.

"Sorry Lou, I thought you were already here." I said closing the door and turning around to face him. He just rolled his eyes with a smile and walked to greet Harry. His sassy eye roll made mine look pathetic. This kid was the king of sass. Just as I was about to walk away from the door I heard the doorbell ring again. I opened it completely this time before greeting my best friend.

"Hey! I saw another car in the driveway. Tell me it's not-"

"REAGAN!" Louis yelled as he walked down the foyer with his arms wide open.

"No Lou, don't touch me, no no no!" But it was too late, he had engulfed her in a suffocating hug. The girl looked like she was about to cry.

"Hanna get him off me pleeease." She begged giving me a look. I sighed and pryed Louis off of her so she could breathe.

"Okay, no I need a shower. His germs are all over me. Is it okay if I use yours?" She asked me.

"Ya, go on ahead. Do you want us to wait for you to start the movie?" I called to her as she was already halfway up the stairs.

"No go ahead. I've see Prometheus like fifty times I'll just come down later." She called back. I shrugged and walked over to put the movie in and sit down on the couch with the boys.

REAGANS POV

Okay, in all reality, I had seen Prometheus once in theatres and it had scared the living crap out of me. Like, I almost cried that's how bad it was. I hate alien movies. Also, I couldn't let Louis see my weak side. He would use it against me the second he got ahold of it. Louis may have the best ass I've ever seen, but he's fucking annoying. He and I had an ongoing war I guess you could say. It was more or less who could get to the other more in terms of bringing out raw emotions. Like the other day I found out Louis cried during Marley and Me so when I was over here I put it on in the living room while the boys were in the kitchen. I turned several times to see Louis trying to hold back tears. That's why I couldn't let him know I was afraid of Prometheus.

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