Lost In Reality | l.h

fourteen

Harry's POV

We got to the hotel really late, and I couldn't stop thinking about Leah and Luke and the whole situation. I like Leah, but only as a friend and pissing off Luke is kind of fun. I could tell from the look in his eyes that he get really jealous if anybody talks to her or even looks at her.

I'm not a bad person and I don't take joy in other people's pain, it's just like annoying your sister you do it because it's like your job.

An unknown number started texting me when we got to the hotel.

'Hey mr styles'

''new phone who dis'

'Your nan.'

That text reminded me of her friend, Emily. Her sense of humour was great.

'lmao, dis emily? aren't you supposed to be banging the shit out of Louis or Ash rn?'

'😂😂'

'can I at least have your name pls'

'Idk, can you?'

'Yes'

'Lol sorry it's leah'

'cool. how'd you get my number?'

'your nan, lol I had to I'm sorry. I'm not a stalker, mikey gave it to me. :)'

'oh well nice'

The conversation died out afterwards since I knew it was her, when we got to the hotel there were a lot of fans and I wanted to meet them all but the tour bus driver decided to drive around the back.

When we got out the 5sos boys were already there, probably because of they left the venue before us. We had been driving for almost 2 hours and the boys had made the bus ride fun but I was ready to get off the bus.

My legs felt icky and I just wasn't comfortable on the bus. It wasn't a fun experience living on that bus for a long period of time.

I was the first to get off the bus and grab my stuff and then I saw Leah.

"Hey." I said running up to her and Luke.

"Hey Harry, what's up?" She said, back whilst Luke gave me a stare.

"Is this not a good time?" I said.

"Oh um, we were talking but it's cool." Leah says.

"Well, um okay, I'll just go." I said, running to go talk to anyone. I ran to Michael because he was the only one alone.

Leah's POV

When Harry walked away, I started to talk but Lucas cut me off.

"Why was our conversation not important enough to tell him to leave?" He said.

"It was important, but I didn't want to seem rude." I said. I looked down at our hands, he wasn't holding my hand, he hasn't at all from the incident at the venue until now. "Why can't you hold my hand?" I said.