Your Friends, They Look Good, But You Look Better.

Chapter Sixty-Six.

Harry’s P.O.V.

Aimee looked stunning. That’s not even the word I would use but it’s the only one that my brain could form. The other part of my brain was too busy worrying about her. Something was happening with the baby. It’s probably nothing but I just didn’t want it to be anything serious. I was so happy Liam and Meghan are ok again. That means we can finally get that holiday booked. Louis was driving. We’d picked Eleanor up on the way who was beside him in the passenger seat. Liam, Meghan and Zayn were in the middle and Aimee, Niall and I were in the very back. Liam and Meghan kept looking at each other and just smiling. It was so cute. I looked at Aimee who looked at me and smiled. Then we all fell into fits of laughter. Meghan and Liam had no idea why which made it even funnier.

We finally arrived at the party venue. I helped Aimee out of the van. We were walking toward the doors and I put my arm around her waist. She smiled up at me. I leaned down and pecked her lips. "Oi! You two! No PDA!" Niall exclaimed from beside me. I glared at Niall and took Aimee’s hand. Meghan started having a mini fangirling moment because it was the lighting made the place into a wash of purple. The party was full. We didn’t even know most of the people there. I want to know how they managed to get in here since I’ve never seen them before in my life. The rest of the lads disappeared into the crowds. Aimee pulled me to a space in the crowd and made me dance with her.

Liam’s P.O.V.

Meghan and I headed over to get a drink. "I’ll have a coke please. What do you want Megs?" She smiled when I called her that. She’s so cute.

"Um, I’ll have a coke too." She beamed up at me.

"Are you sure? You can have a drink if you want babe, no one is stopping you."

"I don’t want one." She smiled at me and we got our drinks. I took her hand and we weaved our way through the crowd. We found a spot away from most of the crowds. There were only a few people in there. It had a numver of soft, huge armchairs that were super comfy. There was only one chair left. Meghan looked at me and I smirked. I sat down and pulled her down onto my knee. To be honest, this party was crap. I didn’t know hardly any of the people. I recognised a few faces that we’ve worked with over the past year but everyone else, I hadn’t a clue. I knew Meghan wouldn’t want to dance and she’s too shy to go and ‘mingle’ as they call it so we were both happy to just chill here. "So Liam, do you come here often?" She tried to hide the smirk playing on her lips. I laughed and rolled my eyes at her failed attempt of ‘mingling’.

"N- is that Lauren over there? Harry’s ex?" I pointed into the crowd. Meghan followed my gaze and her mouth fell open.

"Yeah. How did she get in here?"

"I think you mean, how could she not get in here. They’re letting everyone and anyone in." I sighed. I just hope she doesn’t cause any trouble...

Meghan’s P.O.V.

I watched Lauren intently. I looked around. Aimee and Harry weren’t in sight. Hopefully they stay that way. Just to be sure, I pulled out my phone. I wrote a message to Aimee.

Megs: Be careful, just spotted Lauren...

I looked over my shoulder to find Liam reading my phone over it. "Are you ok there?" I smiled. He's so hot and cute all at the same time.

"I have a pretty girl on my knee, why wouldn’t I be ok?" He smirked as I started to blush. "Do you want to go for a walk? This party isn’t going to get any better?" I nodded smiling at him. I got up off his knee. I finished my drink and we squeezed our way through the ever growing crowds of people. We made it out into the fresh air. I checked my phone.