Hey guys, I know I'm taking a leave of absence but I managed to have a LITTLE time to write this chapter. Hope it isn't too bad. Thanks, love ya sweet peas,
K & C
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Harry's POV
(I know it's random)
I yawned, rolling over. Slowly I peeled open my eyes and stumbled out of bed, pulling on some boxers and heading out into the hall to grab my phone and check Twitter updates.
After running into three walls, tripping over the cat, and bruising my shin on the coffee table, I managed to reach the kitchen. Let's just say I don't do mornings. Especially not after a party.
Opening the fridge, I found a piece of leftover pizza that was probably a few days old. Sniffing it for freshness, I shrugged and took a large bite, sitting at the kitchen table and grabbing my phone.
Humming Diana to myself, I texted Liam to see if he had anything to do. I wanted to see a movie, but I didn't want to look awkward by going alone. Liam's probably not hanging out with Danielle anyways. And if he is, there's always Zayn. I'm not taking Niall because he'll just eat all the popcorn during the previews. Plus I think he stayed at Louis's.
Hearing a ting, I look and see a new tweet from Louis.
@LouisTomlinson: Hey, did anyone lose a phone, lol? @NiallOfficial @HarryStyles @RealLiamPayne @zaynmalik
Um well... that's strange. Crinkling my eyebrows, I read it a few times.
Nope. I guess it's just Louis, being Louis...
But it's kind of a weird joke if it's a joke... I mean seriously.
Shrugging it off, I check some other Twitter updates without following fans (I'm just not in the mood to after the tweet) before throwing my phone back on the table and getting up from my seat. Walking into the living room, I relax on the couch with Dusty on my lap, when...
"THAT'S WHAT MAKES YOU BEAUTIFUL!" I hear my ringtone and curse, throwing off Dusty (who gives an annoyed hiss) and grabbing my phone. Instead of a call, I have a text from Louis. Whatever.
Checking it, I frown. What the hell has Louis been drinking?
Hey Harry I was wondering do you know when you see me next? It's kind of important.
I don't respond to the message, thinking that he just needs some time to cool off. I sit back down (without Dusty this time) and flip on the TV, distractedly thinking of the weird morning I'm having....
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Louis's POV
"Niall, I'm sorry, but haven't you had enough damn food? I would like to get this show on the road," I snap at him impatiently. We're sitting in Nando's, well, I'm standing, but Niall's still pigging out.
"Hold on mate, I haven't eaten since last night!" Niall retorts, his mouth full of chicken and salad.
"Whatever, I'm just in a mood, I think," I groan.
"Well since I'm paying the check I wouldn't be complaining. I'm the only one in the band to have a Gold Card to Nando's and you know it." (A/N: True fact, by the way)
"I could pay, it's honestly no big deal." Even as I say those words, I accept defeat. Instead of pacing, I tell Niall I'm going to the bathroom and head for there, thinking about Rose again.
What was that flashback - dream- weird-thing- what ever. What was it? What does it mean? Am I so pathetic that I can't remember it? Unless it's just some stupid fan- not that our fans are stupid. What the actual hell is going on?
I splash water on my face and comment on some guy's penis before leaving ('What a nice penis ya got there').
When I return to the table, Niall's confused. "Hey, Louis.... you lost your phone, right? You haven't been on mine, right? Not feeling like Twitter recently?"
I shrugged. "No, I haven't been on Twitter, and yeah, I lost my phone. You know this. Why?"
Niall shrugged. "No reason."
I knew there was something going on but I didn't question it further. "C'mon, Niall, you've got to be done by now."
Tugging on his arm and paying the waitress, I managed to get him to the car.
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A/N:
This was a really short chapter but it was just meant to show the reactions to the tweet. Thanks , love you xx
Caitlin and Kathryn
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Roses In Winter (1D)
FanfictionMy name's Rose. My best friend was Louis Tomlinson... Before X-Factor 2010. It's been a long, long while since I've last seen his face, his smile up close. It's been forever since I last talked to him as a normal person. A lot has changed in my life...