Here's the next chapter! A quick update as an apology for my long break! This chapter has a Lot if swearing in it. I don't know if the boys swear this much, but I do when I'm angry so it comes out in my writing. Sorry if that offends you.
So here it is, chapter twenty two!! (I don't know about you, but I'm feeling 22 ;) )
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"Can you pass the salsa?" Alexis asked as she reached her hand out to me. We were sitting in the middle of the arena, just after sound check. The show wasn't for another two hours, but there was some kind of problem with the boy's entry equipment so everyone was kind of stuck here for the afternoon.
"Here." I handed her the container. I had briefly spoken to Louis' this morning, he mumbled an apology for starting a fight with me and I accepted it. Then he asked what my plans were for the day. I couldn't tell if Harry had mentioned our date to him, but I was assuming not.
Speaking of Harry, I hadn't gotten a chance to talk to him yet today. We had shared a few awkward smiles across the room. We headed back to the hotel right after our kiss, never really mentioning it and definitely not sharing another one for goodnight. I think we both knew it was a very risky thing to do.
"I'm going to fucking kill him!" The voice came from a distance, but it was loud.
I looked up from my phone at the scream, and Alexis was starring back at me, looking about as shocked and confused as I felt. "Was that Louis?" She asked.
Almost as if he were answering our question, another voice, more clearly yelled "Louis stop!" It was Liam.
We exchanged one last look and pushed ourselves out of the chairs, taking off for the main corridor.
"Where the fuck is he?" Louis was yelling now. I could hear him, but he was nowhere in sight.
"I don't know, mate. Just calm down, okay?" A thick Irish accent begged.
"What's going on? Who's he talking about?" Alexis asked, keeping up with my fast pace.
I didn't respond because as we rounded the corner Liam came into view. He was arguing with a security guard.
"Liam what's going on? Where did Louis go?"
Liam looked at me with an annoyed expression, one I was fairly used to from him. But this one was much colder. "Stella you should probably just stay out of this," he says flatly, rubbing his temple.
"Why? Maybe I can help? Where is he?"
"He's with Niall. He's trying to calm him down." His eyes narrowed at me. "Anyway, I think you've done enough."
"What's that supposed to mean?" I demanded.
"Let go of me, Niall!" Louis growled as he barged out from behind a door. "Where the fuck is Harry?"
The color drained from my face and I felt nauseous. How could I have not guessed this? Of course he was mad at Harry and of course it was my fault. How had Louis found out? "Shit... No," I groaned.
Liam had turned his attention from me to Louis, who was storming down the hallway at a ridiculous pace. Niall was following after him, saying something I couldn't understand. I hurried after them as well, Liam and Alexis hot on my trail.
"Shit, shit, shit," I mumbled under my breath as we all chased after them. Louis was practically jogging now.
"I guess you don't need me to explain anymore, huh?" Liam said coldly.
