Harry's POV
"You were glaring at Normani back there, but why?", Liam asked as we went inside the fucked up hotel room.
"I don't know, and how did you notice?", I questioned.
"I got eyes like a hawk."
"That's impossible", Louis said. "Or, what if it wasn't? You could be Hawkman!"
"Yeah...no", Liam shook his head.
"Christmas is coming up!", Niall yelled. "What are you guys getting me?"
"A shut-up on and off switch", Liam muttered from the bathroom.
"But, how would it work? Wouldn't you have to like insert it in his back somehow?", Zayn asked.
"A doctor should know how to do that", Louis replied.
"Hey, where's my phone?", Niall asked as he felt his pockets.
"Oh yeah, I saw it next to the dead goldfish", Louis said it like it was nothing.
"And, you didn't think it was a good idea to pick it up?", I looked at him.
"Oh, come on! I'm tired of running!", Zayn exclaimed before running out the door after Niall.
Liam followed and then Louis did.
"Fuck it", I muttered before running. I skipped the elevator and just ran down all the stairs and saw the boys running to a cab.
Niall pounded on the window. "Stop! Stop!"
Zayn rolled his eyes before just kicking the door so hard that it fell off and he pulled the guy out of the car. Zayn hopped in the front seat and Niall got in the passenger. Me, Louis, and Liam got in the back somehow.
Zayn drove as fast as he can and he passed red lights.
"We could get locked up!", I stated.
"Don't worry, we're here!"
We got out and ran into the place again, only to knock over another fish table.
"Luke!", Lauren yelled.
"On it", Luke muttered sadly as he left.
"Care to explain yourselves?", Normani held up Niall's phone. "Pills? Really? And to think we were gonna be friends with you again."
"Look, it was a misunderstanding", Liam said.
"How?", Camila asked.
"Wait, wait! Forget all that, how did you get inside my phone?", Niall questioned.
"Lauren wasn't a hard password to figure out", Dinah rolled her eyes.
"Lauren? Really? You couldn't think of anything else?", Zayn glared at him.
"I was under a lot of pressure when I made it!", Niall cried.
"No one was around when you made it!", I shouted.
"I was at Starbucks, ok?", Niall held his hands up in defense. "It's a very intense place."
