We arrive at some apartments as Harry parks. We all get out of the vehicle and Harry leads us to I'm guessing maybe his flat. He takes out his keys opening the door and we all walk in.
"Why are we here?" I ask
"To hang out apparently" Jessie answers plopping down on the couch and laying down
I stay close to Ashton and hold on to his arm. He snakes his arm out of mine and intertwined our hands giving me a light squeeze.
"Did she drink?" I ask him in a whisper
"She finished half of the whole package" he answers back whispering
"I didn't know you 2 were dating" Louis says looking down at our hands
"We are n--" Ashton cuts me off
"Well we are" he says smiling down at me
I look at him confused, but don't say anything.
"Well isn't that adorable" Louis says with a fake smile
Harry scoffs and goes into I'm guessing his room. Ashton and I just sit down on the couch next to the one Jessie is laying on. Louis walks into the small bar in the corner of the room pouring himself some whiskey in the small glass cup. He drinks the whole cup and puts his finger in it playing with the ice.
"So how long have y'all been dating for?" Louis asks looking down at his cup
I stay quiet and let Ashton answer.
"A .... month?" He says in more of like a question
"Are you asking me or are you answering?" Louis laughs, falsely
"Answering" Ashton says clearing his throat
"How long have y'all known each other?"
"Since middle school"
"And in guessing you're not from here. In other words you're not American" Louis says to him
"Nope, I'm Australian" Ashton says popping the 'p' "and I'm guessing you and you're nice friend aren't from here either, as in from Wisconsin"
"Correct, Harry and I are British. Yes with our cute accents as the girls here in America love it. Unlike with your Australian accent" Louis says chuckling
"I think there annoying" I lie
"What? His accent?" Harry asks coming out from his room
"No, you're British accent. It's so annoying"
"I think the same for you Americans" Harry fires back
"Would you like a cup of tea?" I say mimicking there accent
"No thank you sweetie pie, it's all good" Harry says in an American accent
I just scowl at him and ignore him.
"Yeah it doesn't feel right when people mimic Ms.Princess, but when she mimics us it's fine" Harry says
"I was just messing around" I say rolling my eyes
"I told you stop that eye rolling," Harry says annoyed
"Well guess what you can't tell me what to do"
"You better close that mouth before --" I cut him off
"What? Are you going to slap me or some shit? I fucking dare you"
"Don't you fucking start or I'll forget you're a girl and fucking --" I cut him off when I'm about to slap him, but he grabs my hand on time
"Don't" he warns and pulls Jessie's legs of the sofa for him to sit on.
I let out the air I didn't even know I was holding in me. I start walking away to find the restroom in this apartment. As I'm walking I past by some room. I decide to take a quick peak in and go in. I wonder around the room and notice it's Harry's.
He's an organized man to be honest. As I'm about to leave , something catches my eyes. I walk forward to it and pick up the picture frame. It was a picture of Harry and I guessing his family. I smile at how Harry looked so happy there, and now he's all grumpy and rude.
"What the hell are you doing in here? Didn't you read the ducking sign? No one is allowed in here" Harry growls behind me making me put the picture frame back fast to where it was.
"I-I ...." I was speechless at the moment
"Don't touch anything, don't come in here anymore, and don't ever lay a finger on my picture frame. Now get out!"
"Is that your family?" I ask him ignoring
"That's none of your fucking business now get out" he snaps
As I start heading towards the door, Jessie comes in still drunk. She goes up to Harry putting her arms around his neck and kissing him whole still in the room. I stand there wide open and Harry pushes her legs up and she wraps them around him. I just stand there, my mouth wide open surprised that Jessie would even act like that. My heart aches a little making me flinch, but why? I storm out of the room and go back to the living room not even wanting to go to the restroom anymore. As I walk in, Ashton isn't here.
"Where's Ashton?" I ask Louis
"He said he had to leave because his mum called him for ... I forgot" Louis says, his eyes concentrated on the TV show.
I sigh and grab my bag walking towards the door.
"Where are you going?" He asks
"Leaving" I say to him not stopping or looking back
"You don't have a ride"
"Then I guess I'll walk"
"Then Ill walk you" he says as I put my hand over the knob and turn it
"No thanks" I say opening the door and walking out
As I walk out I year his footsteps behind me.
"I said no"
"Well I don't care what you say. A pretty girl like you shouldn't be out alone in the streets" Louis says catching up to me
I don't say anything and stay quiet.
"So how old are you?" He asks
"18" I lie
Well I'm almost 18
"Into any sports?"
"Soccer and football. Well I play soccer and like watching football" I explain
"That's cool, so what's your favorite football team?"
"Wisconsin Packers"
Louis chuckles and I turn to look at him.
"What's so funny?" I ask him
"When I said football I meant soccer, but then I remember you don't like British accents and find them annoying so I understand why you wouldn't know"
I sigh and look up at him.
"I lied. I only lied because you were being rude about Ashton's accent and he's not my boyfriend" I explain
"Well that's good news" he says chuckling
"That I don't think you're accent is annoying?"
"No .... Well yes, but I meant that you're not dating him" he says smiling as we keep walking putting his hands into his pockets
"Okay, but why?"
"Because I like you" he said in a whisper
I stop on my tracks and turn to face him.
"You what?"
