destined. | h.s

7. plan b

Harry's P.O.V

I sat in the hotel lobby with my hands covering my face in disappointment. The fans swarmed the hotel because they found out I'm here. Sometimes they need to stop doing this. They should learn how important 'privacy' is to us. We have been vocal about our lives and the only way that they can give back to us right now is stop stalking me and my bandmates. Situations like these are too much.

I've been sitting here in this seat for almost half an hour but the fans are still not leaving. I deeply thought of an idea, that came as a joke at first.  I'll try to wait for a few more minutes giving the fans a chance to leave now. But if not, then PLAN B's on.

Abigaile's P.O.V

Manfred Avenue Hotel, it is. Luxurious. But we lacked a room for Ariella. I felt sad for her of course. Yet, she still understand our situation. 

Anyway, our friends have been bombarding us weird questions every now and then about our time with boys. "So, Ariella how are you and Harry?" Eric said in a gay-ish way. We know he's gay. "Well, um, he's a nice friend." "Friend?" Eric said expecting that Ariella would say another term besides friends. "What?!, we're friends okay. That's all." She raised both of her arms signalling that's it.

"Why don't you ask Abigaile and Debbie?" she turned to our direction.

I felt a vibration near my legs. I realized it was Ariella's phone. I quickly grabbed it and look who's calling. It was HARRY. I was about to click the answer button but I decided against it so I told her. "Ari, look who's calling..." She clears her throat and got the phone from me. She went to a room and answered his call. "Harry" I whispered to my mates enough for them to hear and pointed which room Ariella went. We sticked our ears to the wall to listen to their conversation.

Well, we haven't really hear most of the conversation but most of Ari's words gives us a conclusion.

We heard a few phrases from her and it all sounded like these: "Okay, Yes, So you're staying?, Tonight?"

Our conclusion is that Harry will be staying for the night right here in the same hotel with us. I was in deep thought when Eric totally fangirled (?) silently in the hotel. We heard the turning of the door knob of the room and with that we instantly went back to the same position we were when she excusued herself for their conversation. We quickly came up with a topic to talk about to show to her that we weren't listening to her phonecall.

"Oh, well, uh, Liam's great. He's been really sweet." I pretend.

"And, um,he broke up with Victoria for me." This conversation is becoming serious. I look down refreshing that event that happened yesterday.  "Oh, Ariella. What did he say?" I break my deep thinking habit.

"Well, he said he'll be staying for the night. He got himself a room." she stated. 

"What room?" Eric questions, like his wanting to go Harry's room. "I don't know, didn't ask him. " she said. 

After about 3 minutes of awkward silence, a knock the door broke it. It quickly made me wonder whoever he/she is because we aren't even expecting anybody right now. Unless it's Harry. Anthony got up from his place to see who it was. Oh my. I knew it. It was Harry. He stood right there smiling which is weird. 

Is he here for Ariella?

Ariella's P.O.V

What the fudgecakes is Harry doing here? He's making me feel uncomfortable and weird. He should be in his room or somewhere downstairs. "Hey" he said stepping a few inches nearer to me. "H-hey." I replied looking down because the fact that he came nearer to me he stared directly to my eyes.