You Again// l.t (rewriting)

Chapter 4

Hello, hello, hello! I'm really sorry that these chapters have been short, I'm trying, I really am. Anywhore, I don't know if I'm going to be able to post for a little while, cause I'm going to go to art camp next week. Kay, well enjoy!

"Strength doesn't come from what you can do. It comes from overcoming the things you thought you couldn't." -Lennox Harrison

*LOUIS VIEW*

The boys follow me outside to the small cab, when we get out of the airport fans and paparazzi surround the small taxi we called, I usher the boys back in the airport. I turn around to stare at their faces.

"Okay," I say, pointing to all the fans and paparazzi. "Who did this?" I look at all their faces and none of their faces seem guilty accept, Liam's. Liam stares up at the ceiling and is whistling. He's so bad at keeping things hidden.

"Liam?" I ask and narrow my eyes at him. I knew that we were here was going to get out eventually but I wanted to wait so I can have some time and not get ambushed while I'm with Lennox.

"I might have posted something on twitter that said we were gonna be here for a while." He mutters, shrugging. I sigh. I pick up my suitcase.

"This is a life or death situation." I say and stare out the glass door, the fans could rip us apart in a matter of seconds. I don't even know what paparazzi will say about this.

"For Lennox!" Screams Niall and fist pumps like he's ready for battle. I grin and push open the door and run. Fan's and paparazzi are hold back by security but that still doesn't help. A bunch of fans get through. By the time we're safely in the small taxi, Niall lost his favorite snap back, Harry lost his shoes, Zayn lost one of his socks, Liam's lost his shirt and I lost my suitcase. I sit there with my arms crossed.

"Lost your suitcase, mate?" Asks Zayn who's grinning wickedly 'cause of course the rest of the boys still have theirs. All of my stuff was in my suitcase, I even wrote a long apology letter to Lennox, wonder what the fan's and paparazzi will say about that when they find that. The rest of the car ride is silence accept the tapping away on Harry's and Liam's phone. When we get to the house luckily no fan's or paparazzi are there so we pile out of the car. The boys take out their suitcases and I pay the taxi driver and he response in a grunt and speeds away.

The house is different then what I thought. It's three levels and big front lawn suprised me, a fence runs from the house to the back yard. From what I could see there's a pool in the back.

"You never told us she was rich." Says Harry taking a picture of the house to probably put on Instagram. I snatch the phone away and stash it in my back pocket. I'm not going to let anyone find out that this is where we're staying. He pouts and crosses his arms.

Zayn's the first one who starts to walk up the long driveway and we all follow behind.

"How are we supposed to get in?" Asks Niall once we get to the front door. I peer through the windows and all the lights are off, seems like no one is home. The lads and I look around the outside of the house trying to find a way to get in.

"I got it." I yell and the boys scurry to where I am standing. I stare at the long fence.

"Hoist me up." I say, Zayn and Liam put their hands together and bend down. I put my foot in it and swing one leg over the fence.

"Oi, I got it." I say, swinging my other leg up so I'm sitting on the top of the fence. I was right, there is a pool. There's also a grill, trampoline, and everything you could possibly imagine. I try to push myself off but instead I slip and get my face face planted on to the ground.