My Four-Days Love Story - Harry Styles

13. The Real Shoes And My Recruitment As The Wedding Professor

Song for the chapter: We The Kings feat. Elena Coats – Sad Song
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As I was running up the stairs at cheetah-speed, shoving people away, several heads turned my way before someone finally yelled ‘SHE MUST HAVE THE SHOES! Louis! Where are—dammit!’ ah, smart bloke. I however, kept my feet in motion. Taking two steps at a time and almost toppling over due to my heels, I finally reached the roof and slammed the door shut behind me.

‘Okay, so where are we hiding it?’ I asked looking at the girls who exchanged glances.

‘Um...I was thinking the top of that terrace thingy...’ Jagriti started but I cut her off.

‘Don’t go for the clichés, Jagriti, everyone has seen James Bond’

‘So...’

‘What about that coconut tree?’ Zoya pointed at the tree, just a few feet away from the railing. Everyone immediately agreed and Vesper brought a piece of rope from where the other construction items were laid, tying the pair together ‘I need someone taller’ Zoya huffed when her short body wouldn’t let her get there.

‘I’ll do it’ Alura offered, taking the shoes and walking over to the railing and as I watched, my acrophobia started acting up. I sat down to control my shaking knees and trembling body and Vesper knowingly rubbed my back ‘Almost there...almost there...JESUS CHRIST!’ she gasped almost toppling over when someone banged on the closed door to the roof and I let out a small shriek ‘Okay, okay’ she took deep breaths ‘Just a little more...come on, come on, you son of a bitch!’ and the rope hooked onto the tree ‘THERE!’ she exclaimed as the leaves hid it from sight.

‘Come on, ya’ll. Sit down!’ I patted the ground. Jagriti arched a brow ‘I know what I’m doing’ I grinned as they all sat down in a circle while the banging on the door continued.

‘DARWAAZA KHOL!’ (Open the door!) someone yelled.

‘Kyun?!’ (Why?) I yelled back.

‘Tere paas joote hai na?!’ (You have the shoes, don’t you?!) it was Ankush’s voice this time.

‘Oy, you over-suspicious creep, we’re having a game of truth or dare and if you wanna join us girls, you’re mooooost welcome’

‘Alright’ Liam’s voice came ‘Open the door’ and I got on my feet, marching to the door and unbolting it to reveal the troop of the boys. Not saying as in “troop of army” but as in “a troop of monkeys” kind of way. I stepped back allowing them to flood through and I had to stop Harry from pecking my cheek when he smiled and leaned closer. Louis shoved him, asking him to move it and I rolled my eyes.

‘Search this place’ Niall demanded and he and some other friends of Vivek began looking all over the place. From every empty paint-bucket to every pot of plants.

‘Guess who?’ Louis ran over to Cleo from the back and wrapped his palms over her eyes, squeaking in a falsetto voice. Vesper laughed loudly.

‘Um...Cinderella?’ Cleo smirked and Louis let his palms drop.

‘Exactly! How’d you guess?!’ he squeaked again, this time tackling Cleo into a tight hug.

‘Got a lot of experience’ she laughed, patting his cheek and I saw Zoya’s flash go off.

‘Move it, Tommo’ Niall laughed, slapping Louis’ arse and he shrieked as Niall went to hide behind Alura.

‘There’s nothing there, mahn, drop it!’ Zayn sighed in his weird accent and I aerially high fived with Zoya. Except that it was so subtle, not even the girls noticed. Harry was already walking over to me with a big grin. Oh what a fool am I to expect that boy to stay away for fifteen minutes.