chapter eight

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"Yeah we're getting there"

"Hmm"

"She can't wait either"

"No mate"

"It's her fault we're late"

"Yeah mate, look I'm driving so I'll see you soon" He hung up.

Mara punched him lightly in the arm and he chuckled. She stuck her tongue out at him and he blew her an air kiss. They were sitting in the car, on their way to the recording studio, already more than an hour late. She had woken up when Harry, who had slept on her couch because they had been up till 3am talking and cuddling with each other, had jumped on her bed, shouting at the top of his lungs that it wouldn't make a very good first impression to show up late especially when she was meeting someone for the first time, and that had sent her flying (quite literally) out of bed and into the bathroom, where she brushed her teeth, washed her face and got dressed, as fast as she could. 

They had gotten into the car when both of them were dressed, where Mara had proceeded to apologise profusely for making him late, until he had finally said that he would pull over and leave her on the curb if she said sorry once more. So of course she had. And then he had pulled over. And kissed her. Which had effectively shut her up. 

They reached the recording studio, and got out of the car, walking towards the entrance. It was time. And to say that Mara was nervous would have been the understatement of the year.

Harry took her hand in his and they walked in through the door. 

"What if they don't like me?" Mara said, finally voicing her fears.

"They can't not like you"

"But I made you late"

They turned into an empty hallway, Harry leading the way.

"Fair point. They'll hate you"

"Harryyyy" she whined, shoving him slightly. He just chuckled.

"Kidding! Kidding. They'll love you"

"I hope so"

He turned another corner, pulling her behind him and stopped abruptly at a door. He opened the door and walked in, not bothering to knock and was greeted by a 

"Finally decided to grace us with your presence, have you?" 

Harry grinned and took his hand out of Mara's and hugged Louis, who was smiling widely.

"I overslept, mate"

"Excuses excuses"

Mara stood in the doorway of the room awkwardly looking around her. Niall and Liam were sitting in front of a room with Zayn inside, with a glass window on it, sharing a pair of headphones and messing around with the voice settings, laughing everytime Zayn's voice went high pitched or deep.

None of them noticed Mara. Yet.

She turned back to Harry and Louis who were talking.

"They left you in here alone after last time?"

"Apparently, we're older and more mature now" Louis said, putting air quotes around the words older and mature.

"What happened last time?" Mara asked curiously and that's when Louis noticed her. 

His eyes went up and down her once, making her feel very self conscious and then he smiled.

"I'm Louis"

"Hi Louis, I'm Mara"

"I know, Harry never stops talking about you"

"All good things, I hope?" She said, flashing a glance at Harry who had turned bright red.

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