The Band I Thought I Knew // Liam Payne {Book 1}

Chapter 7

(Harry's POV)

I look at the clock again. 11:00. He still isn't home yet. What could he possibly be doing this late? No stores are open and everything is too dark to see. Did he maybe fall asleep on her couch? Maybe they are out at a fast food place eating. They are the only things open past eleven around here.

"Still not here yet?" Niall asks when he passes through the doorway with a giant bowl of popcorn. I take a handful from the bowl and shove it into my mouth.

"No he's still not home yet"

"Maybe he is getting some"

"No, not her"

"Why not"

"I don't have to know her for more than a few hours to know that she isn't that type of girl, Niall."

"Well maybe he crashed on her couch and forgot to tell us he wouldn't be home"

"Or I could be right here" Liam appears in the doorway from the hall. He leans up against the doorway but leans to see what we are watching, I quickly switch the tv off.

"Where have you been a nod why haven't you called"

"Sorry mum, didn't know I had a curfew"

"Sorry," I say "we thought she took you captive or something"

"No she invited me in for tea, and offered to make us all breakfast tomorrow"

"She offered to make us breakfast? Is she here?"

"No, tomorrow morning she will be here. We don't have to be at the studio until twelve tomorrow, I told her to come at like eleven." he shrugs like it's not a big deal. But it is a big deal, this is my house she will be coming to and it's a complete mess. I can't have her thinking in some sort of animal!

"So you're bringing her here"

"You don't want breakfast?"

"Well in always up for food but this place is a mess"

"So pick up a little in sure she won't mind"

"She's a woman of course she'll mind"

"She is so chill though, you'll be fine."

"So where did you guys all go?" I change the subject, I don't want to talk about cleaning my house anymore it's a boring subject.

"We went to Big Ben, we rode the London Eye, saw the museums, went to the wax museum, basically all of London"

"Was it fun" Niall asks him.

"Yeah she had a great time, she was going crazy taking pictures and selfies, I think she genuinely had a good time"

"That's good, I'm glad. Aren't you happy I asked her out for you?"

"Well yes and no, happy because I had fun, but mad because you did it without my permission"

"Well you still had fun"