"You know they're joking Scarlett." Harry laughs.
I shrug, "Yea but they're still annoying." I glare at all of them who seem to be laughing. Still.
"I'm hungry." I whine.
"We're landing in an hour and a half. We should go to a pizza place!" Harry says excitedly.
"Yeah we should!" Liam agrees.
I nod, "It's settled then. But it's kind of early.."
"Who cares?" Niall says, not looking up from his phone. I shrug and reach for my phone and log on to twitter.
'About to land. Can't wait for tonight. :)'
I tweet that and I reply only to the nice tweets I get immediately after I tweet it.
"I'm so bored. What am I suppose to do for another hour and a half?" I frown.
Harry laughs and shakes his head. "Louis you should have never woke her up." He smirks.
"I know. She's so cranky." Louis smirks.
"I'm not even mad anymore. Just bored." I roll my eyes.
"Whatever. Let's play truth or dare." He smiles.
Me and all the boys throw our heads back in laughter.
"What are you? A fifteen year old girl?" Harry laughs.
"Fuck you. There is nothing else to do." Louis frowns.
"I'm up for it." Zayn shrugs.
"No. I'm not going to play." I frown.
"Let's just play Scar. I'm bored." Harry gives in.
I roll my eyes. "I guess."
"Yes! Okay Zayn, truth or dare?" Louis asks.
"Ermm, truth." Zayn replies.
"Okay, have you and Perrie fucked yet?"
"Louis!!" I scold him.
"What?", He shrugs, "He said truth!"
"So, that's inappropriate!" I slap his arm and Harry and Liam chuckle.
"It's fine Scarlett." Zayn smiles., "And a gentlemen, never tells." He smirks.
"That's a yes." Louis says and we all burst in laughter and Zayn's cheeks turn a deep shade of red.
"Stop being a perv. Okay Zayn your turn." I say.
"Sure. Liam truth or dare?"
"Dare."
"I dare you to tweet your number." He smirks.
"What?! No!" He refuses
"Come on! Literally only for 2 seconds, then delete it." He smiles.
I roll my eyes, "Zayn, they will screen shot it."
"Come on!" He pleads.
Liam rolls his eyes, but soon gives in, tweeting his number and deleting immediately after.
"Scarlett. Truth or dare?" Liam smiles.
"Truth."
"Lame. Okay um, is it true that you hate Macie?" He wiggles his eyebrows and I feel my cheeks heat up from embarrassment.
"Um. No, of course not." I lie.
"Sure." Louis mutters, then chuckles. I glare at him and swat his arm.
"You hate her?" Harry scrunches his eyebrows.
"What? N-no. I just said I don't hate her." I stutter.
I hate when they do this. They don't realize that this is actually a big deal. I know they only find it funny and they genuinely think I like Harry, but I don't. I can't. He's my bandmate; my brother. It's a big deal because then Harry will think I have feelings for him, and I just do not want him to think that. It will ruin everything.
"Okay." He smiles slightly, still unsure.
I know that the boys are getting a good kick out of this. Especially Louis. I mentally remind myself to get him back later on.
"Okay I think we're done." I scoff and head to the bathroom.
"Come on, we were only kidding." Niall calls.
I ignore him and close the bathroom door.
Once I'm done, I see that they're all still playing.
"Scar, come play." Harry whines like a seven year old.
"No, you guys annoy me." I sit down and play Candy Crush on my phone.
"You're such a drama queen." Harry says and sits down right next to me, where he was before.
I look up at him, but continue playing. "What? Go play with them."
"Do you really hate Macie?" Harry asks after ten seconds of silence. I roll my eyes and put my phone down.
"I already said it, why do you even keep asking?" I asked, rather annoyed at this point.
He shrugs. "I just have a feeling you're not very.. fond of her." His eyebrows scrunch together.
"Look, I already told you. I'm no telling you again." I sigh.
"Alright.." He gets up.
"Wait."
He looks at me and sits back down.
"I'm not very.. fond of her." I admit, not looking him in the eye.
"Why not?" He asks. Confusion clear in his eyes.
I shrug and look away from him.
"Come on, tell me." He pleads.
"It's just.. I don't think she's right for you." I explain.
"What?" He frowns.
"Harry, don't hate me.. I just, I don't think she's actually with you for you." I look at him.
He shakes his head, "How could you say that?!"
"Harry..-"
"Whatever." He says angrily and gets up to go to the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. There really isn't any other place for him to get away from me on an airplane.
"We're finally leaving in like 15 minutes!" Niall exclaims as he walks over to me. His usual grin drops when I look up at him.
"What's wrong Scarlett?" He plops down next to me.
I sigh, "Harry's upset with me." I frown and bite on my bottom lip.
"You want to talk about it?" He rests his arm around me
I shake my head, "Not really. I just hope he gets over it."
"Is it somethin' serious?" Niall asks.
"No, well kind of. Maybe to him it is." I mumble.
Niall smiles slightly, "I think I know what it is. Don't worry, he can't hold a grudge against you for too long."
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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.
