As soon as the boys left, I was all alone in mine an Harry's flat. I don't think I would feel too bad if Louis hadn't decided on watching a scary movie, now I'm scared as fuck.
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When I wake up, it's nearly 8:00 am. I didn't even realize I had fallen asleep yesterday. I lazily get out of bed and take a quick warm shower. When I'm done, I wrap a towel around my body and head to my room.
"Scarlett?" I hear Harry call out.
"I'm in here but don't-" Before I could finish, Harry is in front of me, just staring.
"Oh shit," he chuckles. "Sorry Scarlett."
I roll my eyes, "Close the damn door, Harry!" I say.
He laughs once more and leaves the room, closing the door behind him. I sigh and get changed.
Once I'm completely done getting ready, I go back outside and see Harry sitting down on the couch staring at his phone with a cheesy smile. He's probably texting Macie. I quickly run over to the couch and plop down next to him,
"Who are you talking to?" I smile, even though I know damn well who he's talking to.
He looks at me and sticks his tounge out, "None of your business."
I laugh and playfully smack his arm, "It's Macie isn't it?"
He smiles once more and shrugs, "So what if it is?"
I shrug. "Are you guys going out?" I ask, furrowing my eyebrows. I can't help myself, I just need to know. I'm a nosey person.
He laughs and turns his attention towards me, "Why all the questions Scarlett?" He smiles.
"I don't know, I know she likes you and I kind of figured you guys are going out by now. You have been spending quite some time together." I laugh.
"Well," He hesitates. "Yeah, we're a couple I guess." He admits.
"You guess?" I ask.
"Okay, yes, yes we are!" He laughs, "Now are we done with twenty questions? We have an interview to go to!" He says.
I roll my eyes and nod before standing up and heading out the door.
When we arrive to where we were suppose to be getting interviewed, I see that the other boys finally made it on time as well.
"Okay guys, you have to go." Paul tells us.
We all nod and head inside a white room to see a camera and two girls sitting down looking down at their papers, probably going over their questions they have for us.
"Hello!" Harry cheerily says.
They both immediately look up at the sound of Harry's voice and jolt out of their seats.
"Oh my god!" The blonde one shrieks.
"Have a seat." The brunette says. She seems more calm, the blonde one looks to be about 26, and the brunette is probably in her early 30s'. We all took a seat and they sat back down as well.
"So, Harry!" The blonde one says.
"Yeah?"
"I see you're getting pretty close to uh, Maggie is it?"
He smiles showing his dimples. "Macie." He corrects her, "But uh yeah, we're uhh, I'd say we're getting pretty close." He smiles cheesily, once again.
"Close my ass Harry, I bet you fucked her last night." Louis mumbles and I throw my head back in laughter, including everyone else. Harrys cheeks turn bright red and he shakes his head, covering his hands with his face. He always does that when he's embarrassed.
"We also wanted to ask you guys to clear up some rumors for us, y'know, not everything we see is true." The brunette smiles.
"Yea sure, go for it!" Liam smiles.
"Okay, well Harry and Scarlett." She starts.
"Yeess?" I drag the word out. I already know what she is going to ask, and let me tell you it is annoying.
"You guys are moved in together, right?" The blonde asks.
"Yes.." Harry says.
"Well are you guys, you know, a thing?" She asks, smirking at me.
"Nope." I simply respond. I know she expects a better answer but this question is so annoying.
"Yeah, we're just real good friends." Harry smiles.
The girls look at each other before they start to giggle.
"What?" I ask, coming off a little more rude than I intended for it to sound.
"That's what Harry always says when he fancies a girl." She jokes, even though I know there's a hint of seriousness in her voice. I refrain from rolling my eyes at her.
"Okay, well what do you guys think of all the hate Scarlett gets?" The brunette asks.
"I really hate how people hate on her for no damn reason." Louis scoffs, "It's horrible." he shakes his head.
"I don't think it's fair, she's a lovely girl and I really don't see why people hate 'er." Niall frowns.
Zayn frowns, "Yeah I think it's horrible."
Liam nods, agreeing with Zayn.
"I hate how some of our 'fans', send Scarlett hate." Harry says, "But I know she doesn't care what people say, so that's what I like, that she hold her head up no matter what some 'fans' say." He smiles. I find myself smiling at all of their answers.
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FanfictionIt all started on the X-factor, when Simon Cowell decided to put me in a group with five boys, well, strangers at the time. He decided that we were all too talented to let go of. That was the day we all became a group.