Later that night all of us got dressed up to go out to a night club called ‘Swank’, Louis had organised it for us. I dressed myself in a deep blue dress, with really contrasted with my brown hair nicely. I came out of my room, clipping my earrings in.
‘What kind of name is Swank?’ I asked Niall, who was stood outside my room, messing with some wires for something, laughing.
‘A stupid one. You look nice.’ He smiled, standing up, looking at me in appreciation. He looked really hot tonight, he had a tight polo shirt on, his blonde hair swept to the side. Louis walked down the hall wearing a blue stripy top and red chinos, as usual,
‘Hey guys. Harry isn’t coming tonight, he’s ill.’ He sighed
‘Is it serious?’ Niall asked, worried.
‘No. He’ll be fine, I just don’t think he’s up to it tonight anyway.’
‘Bless him.’ I was disappointed.
I walked down the hallway to his bedroom, knocked on the door. He was lying on his bed, on his side, on his phone, he looked pale.
‘You okay?’ I walked in and sat beside him. He sat up, moving closer to me.
‘Yeah I will be. Enjoy tonight. Tell me if you find any hot girls, right?’ He winked, then sighed.
‘HURRY UP LUCY!’ Zayn yelled, ‘THE TAXI’S HERE!’
‘Bye Harry.’ I sat up, and walked out.
‘Bye Lucy.’ He replied, watching me walk out the room.
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