Endless

Chapter 12

Livia's POV

"Girlfriend?She's your stepsister,"Michael appeared out of no where and spoke.What the hell is he doing here?

  The girl's eyes widened,Harry looked defeated.Well he just got caught.

"You're fucking kidding me,"Harry sighed and I glanced back at him.What's the matter?What is he hiding?

"Should have known,why would anyone have a fetish for something like this anyway,"the obnoxious girl bitched while she eyed me up and down and my jaw dropped.Excuse me?

"Atleast guys have a fetish for the way I dress,finding you sexually appealing is a fetish itself.So now drag yourself and your crew out of my house."I demanded her as I stepped few inches closer to her.I could feel Harry's grin and Michael's frown.

"Harry wouldn't want that,"She raised her head and half-smiled.

"I dont care what Harry wants,this is my house and I don't wanna see your face.Leave!"I raised my voice at her.She glared at me then looked at Harry.I'm so close to punching her.

"Leave,"Harry oddly came up to my defense.He looked so mad.I took a look at Michael and he was still standing there confused.

"Your loss Harry,"She flipped her hair and ordered her minions to leave,all three of us watched them get out of the door silently.

"Okay what the hell?"I told Harry and he told me at the same time.I crossed my arms and sighed heavily,hopefully letting all the frustration come out.

"Why the hell was she here!"

"Why the hell is he here!"

We said at the same time again and I nearly lost my shit this time,I stared at the ceiling while chewing on my lips just to control my self.

"Would you two stop,"Michael comes in between us.

"Clifford you're the last person to be speaking right now or I swear I will snatch your head off,"Harry demanded angrily,I looked around us quickly and everyone looked like they were having such a great time.Why couldn't we be like them?

"Styles you're not the person that can demand me bullshit or I swear I will snatch your head off,"Michael snapped and the mixture of the British and Australian angry tones was making me dizzy.Before I got the chance to say anything Harry directly grabbed Michael by the collar however I pushed Harry off immediately.

"What is going on?I hear a familiar voice speak behind us.Could it be Lana?

"Lana?"me and Michael said at the same time as we turned around.

"You two are still doing that?"She softly giggled but stopped when she saw an angry Harry behind us,"Hey Harry,"she smiled at him gently.I can feel the damn butterflies in her damn stomach,if these two ever click I'm so done with my life.

"Last time I checked this was my party that you had nothing to do with and I gave out invitations, Livia"Harry eyed me and spoke sternly,totally ignoring  Lana's welcome.I hope she finally sees his true colors.

"What?I wouldn't invite them,"I replied back quickly,forgetting that that wasn't very nice,"no offense,"I giggled as I turned my face to Michael and Lana.

"None taken,"Lana goofily shook her head.

"Great so now Clifford I want you gone,"Harry spoke out,biting on his lip ring while his hands are carelessly in his pockets.His eyes were straight pointing at Michael,there is no denial when Harry gives you that glare there is definitely something you should be worried about.Also how the hell does he know Michael's last name?