Secrets (On hold)

Chapter Nine

*Lauren's POV*

"Is this dressy enough?" I spin around looking at the floor length mirror in my bedroom.

My mum and Hannah sit on my bed judging the dresses I selected for Anne's wedding. I currently have on a short, lilac colored loosely fitted dress with a sweet heart neckline. It is plain but with the right pair of shoes and accessories, it would look perfect.

"I love it. It's definitely the best you've tried so far." My mum says, glancing disapprovingly at the discard pile I have lying neatly on the floor.

"I agree. I think it would be perfect, I have a pair of nude heels you can borrow?" Hannah offers, staring at my dress still and cocking her head to the side, probably trying to visualize how the shoes will look.

I spin looking at the side view of my dress. It makes me look thin, but also makes my boobs look kind of small.

"You think I should wear nude heels?" I ask looking at her again. "I need to do something about my boobs they look really small.”

My mum scoffs and shakes her head laughing. "You are ridiculous! How can they look small when they aren’t?"

"I have gel boobs if you want to borrow them." Hannah smirks. My mum gives her a look and rolls her eyes.

"Okay thanks." I smile at her and look back in the mirror.

 I tilt my head to the side and my hair falls farther down my back, falling around elbow length in soft waves. I am still getting used to the ombré.

"I don't know how that will work though. What if Harry takes off your dress and sees your fake boobs?" Hannah laughs and I turn around to glare at her.

"And that’s my cue to leave…” My mum jokes horrified, and stands up covering her ears. "I like the lilac dress. Ring me later Lauren." She adds walking out of my bedroom.

"You scared mum away!" I say jokingly, and stick my tongue out at Hannah.

"I say just take them out before you get frisky." Hannah shrugs and starts picking up my dresses off the floor to hang back up. "Shove them in your purse."

"Won't that be odd if I come to the wedding with boobs and leave without any?" I ask walking into my closet and taking off my dress, changing into shorts and a T-shirt.

"Possibly." Hannah replies, walking into my closet and hanging up the discard dresses.

"Oh well. We won’t do anything at the wedding, that’s disrespectful." I sigh, walking back out into my room and sitting at my desk. "Did you see Serena and Niall came out?"

"Not the interview, but I saw a lot of stuff online." Hannah sits down on the love seat in my room and picks up a magazine I had just bought with the boys faces on it.

"I haven't looked. Is it bad?" I flip open my laptop and type in twitter.

"It's brutal, but no one thought it would be nice." Hannah murmurs, entranced by whatever she is reading. "Does Harry really have four nipples?"

I cackle, surprised by her question. I turn in my seat and stare at her with wide eyes. "Where’d that come from?"

"This magazine!" She flips it around to show me the two page spread with dumb facts that for the most part aren't even true. “I’ve read it all over before, I just never asked.”

"I read everything and half the stuff is a load of bullshit. Besides you’ve seen him without a shirt on before.” I turn back to my computer and start scrolling through my timeline.

"So does he have four nipples?" Hannah says questioningly.

I am about to throw the nearest object by me at her when my phone goes off. I look at the caller ID and see Lou's number.

"What's up?" I ask answering the phone.

"Hiya Laur, what are you doing?" Lou askes, I hear music playing faintly in the background.

"Nothing, I'm with Hannah and mum was just at my flat. I picked out a dress for Anne's wedding. What are you doing?" I go back to scrolling through my feed and click on Harry's most recent tweet.

 I continue to scroll through his previous tweets from the last couple days since I haven't been on.

"What fun! Which dress did you end up picking?"

"My simple lilac one. I may wear Hannah's nude heels with it. I just need accessories." I tell Lou.

I hear the sound of paper ripping and glance over my shoulder at Hannah, who is ripping something from the magazine.

"Feel free to stop by my house and look through my stuff if you would like." Lou says through a yawn.

"I actually might. How's Lux and Tom?" I watch as Hannah walks over to my desk and picks up tape, and then she starts to hang the mini magazine pictures of the boys on my wall. "So that's what you were ripping out!" I laugh.

"Sorry?" Lou asks confused.

"I was talking to Hannah, she's hanging up One Direction posters on my walls." I laugh, watching as she hands a headshot of just Harry next to my bed and pretends to lick his face.

"What a dork! Tell her I say hello. Lux and Tom are good. Actually Tom is sitting next to me and says hi." I hear Lou chewing on something crunchy. I cringe and hold the phone away from my ear.

"Lou says hello Hannah." I watch as Hannah hangs up a Liam headshot next to my mirror.

"Hi Lou!" Hannah responds, not looking at me but instead around the room at what she has just hung.

"She says hello! What are you doing?" I put the phone back to my ear.

"I’m sitting with Tom and Lux in the bus right now. I have to leave soon. Guess who will be on their way home tomorrow?" Lou says excitedly.

"Everyone! I'm so excited!"

"Everyone minus Niall and Serena, but yes." Lou sings into the phone.

"I know Serena told me. How are they?"

"They are absolutely lovely and I can't stand to be near them at the moment." Lou says snobbishly then adds, "If you thought they were bad before, now they can do PDA."

I lean my forehead against my arm. "Well good for them. Have a good night. I’ll talk to you soon."

"Love you! Talk to you soon." Lou says and I hang up.

I turn to look at Hannah who is sitting on my bed looking mischievous on her phone.

"I do admire your decorating skills but I think I'm going to have to take those down." I smirk and started walking around my room taking down the posters.

"That's fine. I already tweeted a picture of the poster next to your bed to all the boys." Hannah struggles to contain her laughter as I stomp over to my laptop and click on my twitter mentions.

I gasp, and then start hysterically laughing after reading one of my mentions.

"It wasn't that funny was it?" Hannah asks curiously, walking towards me and looking at my laptop.

"No I haven't read your tweet yet, look at this mention." I point my finger on the screen, tears streaming down my face from laughing so hard.

"Heard you're interested, hit me up sometime..." Hannah reads out loud. I watch as her eyes widen and her jaw drops.

She makes eye contact with me and I burst out laughing again.

"When did you say you were interested in Justin Bieber?" Hannah shakes her head still in shock and looks back at the screen.

"I’m not. I told an interviewer that as a joke when I was with Perrie!" I say still laughing and wipe my eyes. "I can't even..."

"Well respond!" Hannah grabs my lap top and walks over to my bed.  I quickly run over to her and shove her hands off the keyboard.

"No, what if Harry gets upset!" I think about how I feel when I see Harry interact with other girls, sending back a flirty tweet to Justin would just be rude. Besides, I’d have 40 million Beliebers after me.

"Let me just respond!" Hannah starts typing again, and I groan, flopping onto my bed with my face buried in my pillow.

"Don't flirt, or be suggestive with him it will only send Beliebers after me." I mutter into my pillow.

"What should I say then you wierdo?" Hannah asks rolling her eyes.

"Nothing!" I shout sitting up and pulling my hair into a messy bun.

"Alright maybe I'll just retweet it..." Hannah says and I watched her click retweet.

"Maybe I'll hook you two up..." I mutter, dragging my lap top away from her.

"Would you?!" Hannah's face lights up excitedly.

I snort. "Last time I checked you have a steady boyfriend."

"Right." Hannah says thoughtful, then laughs.


*Harry's POV*

I exhale the smoke and lean my head foreword, staring ahead at the plain red tour bus wall. I have my elbows on my knees, supporting my head. I pass the blunt to Zayn and cough, feeling my lungs ignite with fire.

My eyes blur slightly, watering from all the coughing. I lean back against the couch and close my eyes. I listen to the others joke back and forth, also occasionally coughing.

I don't do this often; in fact I don't like smoking of any kind. I needed something though, something to help me relax. Normally I am laid back, but lately I've been feeling very anxious.

"You okay mate?" I feel a hand grip my shoulder and I open my eyes looking at Liam.

My mind processes what he says and I respond a few seconds later.

"Yeah just thinking." I rub my temples.

"Want to finish it?" Louis holds the blunt towards me and I shake my head.

I am already high, I don't want any more.

"Where's Niall?" I stand up stretching.

"I think with Josh. What're you doing?" Zayn responds. I watch as he pulls a bag out of his pocket and starts packing a bowl.

"I want to go get something to eat." I push open the door separating the bunks from the lounging area and start walking down the aisle.

"Shut the door you knob, we’re trying to hot box in here!" Louis yells at me.

I turn around and kick the door shut, then pick up my sunglasses off the counter and open the bus door. We have our last concert tonight then a solid break.

I put my sunglasses on and lift my shirt to my nose to smell it; I don't notice any stench so I figure I am good to go out in public without starting any rumors. I walked up to the bands bus door and open it, sure enough Niall and Josh are sitting on the couch playing Fifa.

"Oh hey mate! Wanna join?" Josh scoots over on the couch and pats the spot next to him.

"You know I'm rubbish at that..." I mumble, walking over and sitting next to him. I take off my sunglasses and hook them on the neck of my shirt.

Josh hits pause on the control and looks at me.  "You smell horrid."

I look over at him and he bursts out laughing ,then stands up and walks to a cabinet.

"Wha..?" Niall starts to say then widenes his eyes. "Harry I think..."

"Here Harry!" I catch what Josh tosses at me and read the label.

"Oh I forgot!" I stand up chuckling, and smiling at them. "Are they that bad?"

"Can you even see?" Niall follows me into the bathroom smirking.

I tilt my head back and squirt the eye drops in. After I finish, I look in the mirror at my glossy eyes.

"Am I okay to go out?" I grin at Niall who shrugs his shoulders at me.

"Where are you going?" Josh calls from the couch.

"You better not have started without me!" Niall runs back over to the black couch and picks up his controller. "You're a cheat."

"I want to go out and find some proper food. Niall come with?" I stand against the wall next to the bathroom and wait for him to respond.

"Sure give me a minute." Niall says. He is biting his tongue and frantically moving his fingers around on the controller.

"Well I’ll be outside..." I say, pointing towards the door and making my way out the bus.

"Put some cologne on Harry!" Josh yells at me. I turn and gave him a thumbs up then walk out of the bus.