Louis' P.o.v
"Girls stop laughing! Nothing is funny!"
Liam thought it was a smart idea to let the girls have a sleepover and they're driving me nuts. They have been rolling around on the ground for half an hour giggling.
"If you don't stop laughing, you're going to sleep outside. Got it?" Liam said with a straight face.
The girls sat up and stopped laughing for about 0.2 seconds until Faith started cracking up, which resulted in the rest of them cracking up once again.
"That's it!" I said running towards Faith.
Faith's P.o.v
Louis started running towards me. He picked me up and spun me around which caused me to laugh even more.
"LOUIS WILLIAM TOMLINSON PUT ME DOWN!"
"Oh so you know my middle name, huh?"
"I used to be a Directioner."
Louis had a playful smirk on his face.
"Used to? What happened?"
Louis grabbed my waist pulling me closer.
I flicked him right in the forehead.
"You kidnapped us, dork!"
"Alright time for bed, girls go to the basement, you can sleep in the guest bedroom."
Liam held him back while he motioned us to go downstairs.
Once we made it down the the guest bedroom we let out another fit of laughter.
"Faith, I can't believe you flicked him in the face!"
"I had to take one for the team." I giggled.
"I miss Peyton, I wonder what she's doing?" Madee asked.
"Call her!"
Peyton's P.o.v.
Harry grabbed my waist and pulled me in closer forcing me to stare into his emerald green eyes. His lips came crashing into mine before I even had time to push away.
"Harry w-we can't do this."
"Prove to me that you aren't like other girls." He whispered.
I looked at him in shock. What is going on?
"What do you mean prove I'm different?" I was starting to get uncomfortable.
"All the girls I've gone for have all been the same, dry humor, they only wanted me for my money. I feel a connection with you, Peyton."
"You don't know me Harry. None of you do."
The conversation was an interrupted by my phone ringing. Harry grabbed it from the coffee table.
"Peyton, what are you up to?" I could hear Madee's voice on the other end.
"Harry n-"
"Shhh" he cut me off.
"Peyton and I are a little busy right now."
"Busy? Doing what?"
"She's all over me right now I can't talk. Call back later."
He hung up.
"That was a dick move." I spat.
"I'm sorry, please forgive me?" He said sarcastically, giving me the puppy dog look.
"No." I said crossing my arms.
Madee's P.o.v
I sat with my jaw hitting the floor.
"What did she say?" Sophia asked curiously.
"It wasn't Peyton. It was Harry. He told me they were too busy and to call back later."
"It was probably a joke." Faith sighed.
"A joke? Harry sounded out of breath and he hung up on me!"
"Well he said call back later, so maybe we can talk to her about it." Sophia added.
"Whatever, I'm going to bed."
Peyton's P.o.v
Because of Harry my friends probably hate me.
"Peyton I'm sorry, please talk to me."
I've been ignoring him for the past half an hour.
"If you're not going to talk to me, I'm going to make you."
I sat with my arms crossed. I could tell he felt kinda bad, but not bad enough.
"If you talk to me I'll carry you to bed."
I raised an eyebrow at him. He really thinks that's going to work? I couldn't help but laugh to myself.
"Fine, I Harold Edward Styles apologize for answering your phone and being a jerk. Will you please forgive me?"
He searched my eyes for sympathy. I half smiled and wrapped my arms around him. He held my waist close and I melted into the hug but quickly pulled away when I remembered what happened with Niall earlier.
"Um I'm going to bed." I said awkwardly.
Harry picked me up and carried me bridal style to his room. His bed was so comfy. Just before I fell asleep, his arms wrapped around my body and pulled me close into his. I could feel his warmth and it instantly made me relax. Just as I drifted off to sleep, he whispered a faint "I love you."
Shit.
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Sorry if this is confusing, this is still the second day of the kidnapping just really late at night! Harry doesn't know what he's talking about he probably just wants sex
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