Louis's p.o.v
Later on, Elle came to our rooms, telling us that we could come for dinner.
"Elle. I didn’t mean to upset you I was just wonde-"
"It’s okay Lou. I’m sorry I can’t tell you everything. I’m trying to protect you as much as I can. Please don’t let the boys do anything stupid. We say that we won’t hurt you because we won’t. But other people want to hurt James and us too. Do you see why things have to be kept in secret?"
I do
"I do. I’m sorry."
She smiled at me. That smile.
We headed to the cold, stone walled room where we had first met James and Elle. The other boys were already sat down eating and Harry was sitting on a stool in the corner.
Elle’s p.o.v
I burst out laughing when I saw Harry on his stool. I saw him laughing too but he soon covered it with a frown.
I rushed out to the kitchen and grabbed a pen and a piece of paper. I also got a fold out table that harry can put his plate on.
I smiled sweetly at the others before smirking at him evilly and sticking the paper to the wall and writing something on it.
Harry’s p.o.v
She stuck the paper to the wall and wrote on it
HARRYS STOOL
She looked proud of herself as she put out a little table and put my plate on it, ignoring my annoyed expression and walked to her seat. Liam was laughing but the others looked confused.
"Inside joke." I said to the boys grumpily.
They nodded and carried on eating. It was silent for a little while before James walked in and sat down. I guess Elle really does have to cook for everyone.
Lou and I are the only ones who know that she isn’t here by choice. Actually, she could have told Liam; they are close.
But I doubt it. At first glance, she seems like an open book. Really, she is secretive and I feel that it will be hard to get her to spill.
James looks agitated. We all heard him on the phone 2 minutes ago, shouting at someone on the other line.
"What’s up?" Elle asks.
"Elle you probably aren’t going to like this..."
"Just tell me."
"It’s too late to pay. Too late."
Elle’s jaw dropped open.
"It...It can’t be too late. We have until November. "
"It is. I’m sorry. They are coming tomorrow. I have to go."
What the hell is happening.
"You're just leaving us? James you can’t. THEY ARE DANGEROUS."
"Firstly Elle, you have no choice, remember why you are here. You definitely can’t leave. They will kill me. Deal with it."
Elle looked at James in disbelief before standing up and taking her plate to the kitchen. When she came back, I swear I saw tears slipping from her eyes.
What’s happening?
