Hidden (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Little Things

HELLO LOVELIES! HERE'S THE NEXT CHAPTER! I LOVE THAT THE CHAPTER TITLE HAPPENS TO FIT THE CHAPTER! LIKE PARIS AND LITTLE THINGS? SAY WHA? I ALSO, LOVE THAT MOST OF THE CHAPTERS FIT THEIR CHAPTER! SOMETIMES I GET MY INSPIRATION FROM THE SONG TOO. ANYWHO, TIME FOR READING! ENJOY!

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"Alright, who filled my snapback with glue?" Liam held his hat in the air and a drizzle of white fell out of it onto the floor. "Was it him?" He pointed to Harry who had his head buried in my neck stifling his deep laugh.

"Don't ask me. I just woke up."

"Harry, it's not funny. This is my favorite one!" Liam smacked Harry's arm with his hat and stomped off to sit on the other side of the plane.

"Harry, that was mean. Why'd you do it?" I turned to face Harry who was now sitting up.

"It wasn't me. Louis did it!" He pointed to the chair next to us where Louis was smirking and held up a bottle of glue.

"I can't believe you guys sometimes. If I'm on this plane for much longer then I may jump out if you continue acting like this." I groaned pulling my blanket over my head.

"I wouldn't let you." Harry lifted the blanket and laid down next to me on the couch before draping it over both of us again.

"I think I'd suffer worse if I was on here. First, you shook up Louis' pop and got it all over my shirt. Then, you ate Niall's sandwich and I swear if he complains about being hungry again I will duct tape his mouth shut. Now, you messed with Liam. What's next? Shaving Zayn's head?"

"First of all I did't get soda on your shirt. Louis was the one who opened it I simply shook it. Secondly, I had nothing to do with Liam's hat." He tapped a finger on my nose.

"So you did eat Niall's sandwich then?"

"I thought you already knew that."

"I had my suspicions. You just confirmed them." I said poking one of his dimples.

"You two better not be snogging again! I've already seen enough!" Louis complained.

"We could be doing way worse then snogging Louis." Harry smirked at me.

"Harry!" I pushed on his chest roughly and he fell off the couch taking my blanket with him.

Niall, Louis, and Zayn burst out in laughter. Even Liam hid a smile behind his hand stifling a laugh. Harry sat up and glared at me. He stood up and took the blanket to a seat across the plane from the couch I was lying on and sat down.

"Harry, I'm cold. Give it back." I held out a hand hoping he would throw it back.

"Nope. You kicked me off the couch."

"Well, technically I didn't kick you. I just pushed you off."

He shrugged. "Same thing."

"Harry, please?"

"No, I'm to comfy under this nice warm blanket to give it back. Sorry, babe." He sighed after as if to make a point.

"Fine, then. I'll just go sit with Zayn." I sat up and walked over to Zayn who had his headphones on. He looked at me questioningly as I sat down next to him. I mouthed a quick 'play along' and pulled my feet up to rest them in his lap. He nodded before going turning his attention back to his phone and texting someone. Probably, Perrie. I glanced over at Harry and saw him glaring in my direction. His hands were curled into fists in his lap and his lips were set in a firm line. I rolled my eyes and reached into my back pocket for my phone. After typing in my passcode I tapped out a quick message to Harry.