No More Secrets? Yeah Right! (A One Direction Fan Fic)*Watty Awards 2012*

Chapter Two

A/N ~ Hey guys, another chapter here. I hope you enjoy. I'm actually not enjoying writing this story but still doing it for you guys because I love the support you have given me. Anyways, sorry about the bad quality of this chapter, it's a quite boring chapter. Please comment and vote if you think this deserves it. thanks ~ Zana

Chapter Two

~ Harry’s Point Of View ~

I was sat in the living room watching TV when Liam decided to gather everyone around, disrupting my relaxing session. What could be so important that he had to persuade Louis to come home straight away even though he and Eleanor are on a date and forcefully get Zayn out of the bathroom while he was having a shower? He congregated us all into the living room once Louis got back. Zayn was shivering, stood by the living room door with nothing but a towel wrapped around his lower body. Louis was too busy frowning at Liam while sitting on the sofa beside me to even utter a word to him. Liam was stood in front of us, blocking my view of the TV so I wasn’t happy either. The only one smiling other than Liam (Liam seemed to be oblivious to our disinterest in his news) was Niall who sat on the other sofa.

“Are you just going to smile at us all day or actually tell us what’s going on?” Zayn said through chattered teeth. “I’d like to get back to my shower!”

“I’ve got tickets.” He spoke cheerily and we all looked at him questioningly. “To Spain.”

“For our concert in a couple of weeks? Why do we need tickets for that?” Louis question truly baffled. He’s meant to be the oldest and sometimes he can act like a right idiot. But a couple of days ago our manager bared us with good news of having a performance in Spain in a couple of weeks. We’re all excited.

“No, Lou! I’ve actually got plane tickets to Spain. I know we’re going in a couple of weeks but I bought these tickets when we were told we’re performing there. There were only two tickets available though and the earliest time I could get them for is in four days,” he explained, his smile growing further.

“Why did you buy tickets? You do realise they’ll do all this for us,” I asked still confused.

“I want to go and spend some time with Emma and possibly her family before we’re too busy with the performances and everything.” Now, that made sense. Lately, we have all been busy with our new album because people seem to be loving Freya and we’ve found ourselves recording new songs with her so Liam has been too busy to talk to Emma. He’s been feeling guilty because he feels that she might be upset due to only speaking to her once.

“And where are you going to stay?” Zayn asked sensibly, goose bumps visible along his arms and chest.

“Well, I’m hoping they’d let me stay with them. There’s no point in a hotel really.”

“Have you told her yet? You can’t just rock up to her place and just expect her to let you,” Louis questioned, happier now that we know the news. Liam shook his head.

“Call her then!” Niall practically screamed. Liam did exactly that when he pulled out his phone, using a foreign line to dial her number. Seconds later he greeted her cheerily and paced around in the living room.

“I think I’ll go finish off my shower,” Zayn muttered before heading off upstairs again. I turned back to the TV. Now that Liam moved out of the way I could watch it again although his voice overpowered the volume of the programme.

Niall was too busy vigorously texting on his phone, probably to Afsana. They’re still together and as far as I can tell, things are going quite strong.  That’s more than I can say for Zayn and Freya though. They’ve been arguing a lot lately and we’re starting to wonder if they’d last any longer. I could hear Louis quietly hum to himself when Liam mentioned my name.

“Harry and I are coming over to visit you in a few days. Everything is booked,” he said into his phone, glancing out the window now. He ran his fingers through his brown hair.

“Hey! Since when?” I complained, grabbing the cushion behind me and chucking it at him, although he turned in time to side step out of the way. He stuck his tongue out at me and I just rolled my eyes.

Soon Liam’s conversation on the phone was over and he finally took a seat next to Niall, sitting in his usual position in the corner by the door.

“You can’t take my Harry away. I’d be heartbroken without him.” Louis gestured a tear by using his index finger and tracing a line down his cheek. He snaked his arm around my waist and pulled me closer in protection. I couldn’t help but laugh. This guy gets crazier and crazier by the day but I love him. “Have you sorted everything then?”

“Yeah, she’s going to ask her parents if we could stay over at hers. She’ll get back to us,” he nodded, his happiness very prominent.

“That’s great. Afsana just said have fun,” Niall commented. His face didn’t lift from the screen of his phone. None of us were surprised by the efficiency of Niall. We all learned pretty fast that he told her everything the second things happen even when sometimes we think he’s not listening.

“I think I should get back to Eleanor! You didn’t give me a second to even explain to her why I had to leave. Poor her, she must be lonely in that restaurant,” Louis rushed impatiently. He stood up. “We’ll talk when I get back. Bye guys.”

“Bye, Lou,” the three of us chorused. He headed out.

“Now explain why it is I who is going with you?” I leaned forward just after turning the TV off using the remote beside me, resting on the arm of the chair.

“There are hot Spanish chicks. You’ll love it. Besides the others will be occupied with their girlfriends but you don’t have much to do,” Liam teased, although I was tempted by the chicks’ part.

“Are you saying I have no life just because I’m single again?” So I’ve moved on from Caroline and went out with this cute girl but things didn’t work out.

“Not at all. C’mon please?” He begged, moving from the sofa he sat on to sit next to me.

“I am highly offended that you didn’t ask me,” Niall joked, only briefly glancing up to pout at Liam.

“Like, you’d be able to live away from Afsana for a second. It’ll be bad for you during the weeks we’re there for the performances let alone a few more weeks doing nothing but try to have fun,” Liam commented.

“True,” Niall laughed before walking out of the room and heading upstairs.

Liam turned back to me, “how about it? We’ll have so much fun!”

“Well, if anything I’ll have Ignacia to entertain me,” I joked and then added, “she’s kinda hot.”

“And a whore,” Liam muttered under his breath but I managed to catch his words. Although Freya told us the whole story of Ignacia and the party the day that they left for Spain, Liam refused to listen to her. He wouldn’t believe it until Emma told him herself. He’s that far lost in her.

I slapped him across the head. “Watch your mouth. Freya explained to us how it wasn’t her fault. Give her a chance, will you!” I said.

“Ow!” He rubbed his head. “Seriously though, come with me?”

“Fine but that means you owe me,” I answered. I was actually quite excited to hear that Liam desired for me to go with him out of all the boys’ but I wanted to mess with him for a bit.

“Cool, thanks mate.” He patted my back.

Looks like I’m going to Spain in four days.