Chapter 4

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~Carson's POV~

Half a week, she has been ignoring me for half a week.

"Gigi c'mon you're being ridiculous," I plead, following her into our room. She scoffed and shut the bathroom door behind her. The shower starts and all I can do is roll my eyes. Niall walked into the room as I sat on the bed.

The boys have been staying here a lot ever since the party, talking about concerts and plans for their days in the various countries. They've been here nearly every day in the mornings before we woke up and leaving long after we fell asleep. Except for Harry of course, he has been avoiding Louis at all cost. Louis freaked out when Gigi walked down in his shirt and things have been super dramatic at the Tomlinson house since. But I mean, when are the Tomlinson's not dramatic.

"She's still mad?" Niall asked laying down on the bed. "She is literally being so childish," I groan, "I mean we were pretty drunk we would have probably fucked right there and then without even noticing they were sitting there."

He sits up and starts massaging my back, "Don't worry love you two will be back to normal in no time, she can't stay mad forever." He kisses the top of my head.

"Like hell I can!" She shouts from the bathroom. "Stop eavesdropping!" I scream back, but Niall places a hand on my waist to calm me down.

"It's my damn room," she interjects making damn sure she gets the last word. "I'm not fucking eavesdropping." and i can almost head the eye roll that follows that.

I turn to Niall and bury my neck into his, "She is the master at holding grudges Nialler, she to this day hates a girl that cut the end of her braid off when they were three." I whine literally attaching myself to him.

"But Carson think about it, she caused a scene in front of all of her friends and family," he tilts my chin up towards him. "She's lucky there wasn't anyone there filming this or one direction would be under fire and she would get drawn into even more drama. Us walking in on them could have resulted in something way worse and she's probably thinking of all the things that could have gone wrong."

"None of that did happen, sure her grandmother saw a bit more of her prefect granddaughter that one would wish, but it's nothing to still be mad about." I sigh but know he's right, our reckless actions could have led to far worse consequences for everyone.

"I just want her to get over it." Niall just nods knowing not to say anything more to provoke me or push his opinions onto me.

"And I just want some dick but nope not while you're around." She screams at the top of her lungs from the shower. "You would think with all the sneaking around she's done with Harry she would have invested in sound proofing this room and the bathroom so you can't hear what's going on but nope, we get to suffer and still hear her bitching." Niall jokes poking at my sides.

There was a noise behind us at the window, it opened and Harry fell through before getting up as if nothing happened.

It took him a few seconds of snooping around Gigi's room before he even realized we were sitting there.

"Oh, Niall, Carson," he smiled sheepishly, "You're here!" I rolled my eyes at him and picked up my phone. "Literally I'm going to need to have a talk with Madam Charlene in seeing if you can spend the next two nights before tour over there so I can finally get some pussy." Harry groaned.

"Thanks asshole," I said punching him hard in the stomach. "But sadly your booty call will have to wait." and for a moment his face cracks into something I'm not used to seeing on him; guilt? remorse? pain? I'm not sure.

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