(Harry's POV)
"Lou?" I whisper, in the silent corridor, for the fiftieth time, maybe. No answer. Where the fuck he went. "He is stupid" I say walking downstairs. I take a left and immediately see Niall staring at a painting. I walk up to him.
"Niall?" I say, and he looks at me, with a raised eyebrow. "Um, Can you just stop looking at the girl" "Harry its not the girl, its...look beside her, the guitar. Its so good. I want one like that" He says, without taking his eyes off the painting. "Um Niall Lets go downstairs please and Louis isn't up there, I hope you looked in here inste-" "I did, and he isn't even here" its annoying, the way he isn't looking at me but the painting while talking to me. "Niall" I say, pulling the corner of his shirt, until he starts to walk. We head for the second floor. And -
"Louis!" Niall says, and I hush him down. Louis is standing like a 16 year old, whose mother, er let me correct myself, father is scolding him. "Tell me Louis" Liam says, angry. Hmmm angry Liam is something no one can actually handle, except Dan and Zayn of course. He rarely gets angry but when he does, its like no one can stop him.
"I told you I was peeing" Louis says, giving a you-gotta-believe-me-for-that look. "Ugh, stop lying Lou" Liam says, his voice rising. I shift a little and tug at his shirt. "What?" he snaps. "Scold him later please" I look around, trying to show him, its a wrong place to scold him and the wrong time. He glares at me, and I look down. "Fine" he says, and moves a little forward and whispers something in Louis' ears.
We head for the first floor and I catch up with Louis and, "Where were you?" I whisper, careful to not let Liam hear me. "Peeing" he said, irritated. "You are such a liar, Lou" I say and push past him.
"Where is Zayn now?" Liam says, sighing heavily. And like idiots we begin our search. I mean who searches a dorm for a boy, let alone two.
"Look" Louis says and we all rush to a dark place. Its dark except for the fade lamp light. "Wow" I say and every one turned their eyes on me. "What?" I snap back. It shouldn't be me. It should be Louis and Zayn, they should be angry at. "Zayn...Zayn" Liam says, bending forward and shaking Zayn a little. "Let me sleep" Zayn says and shifts.
I am still in shock how can Zayn fall asleep on a cold, dark staircase. "Zayn get up!" Liam begins it with a shout but it ends with a sweet note. "Zayn?" he says, poking his cheek. No response. "Zayn?" he again says, poking his stomach. No response.
Niall pushes past Louis and says,"Zayn?!" playfully slapping him. He groans in irritation and rubs his eyes. "And this is how we do it." Niall says, proudly. Liam mouths a 'no' at him and he shrugs. "Zayn are you alright?" Liam asks, standing up.
"Um sort of" Zayn replies sleepily. "Lets go" I say, tired by the mess we all, wait Louis and Zayn just created.
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"Are we gonna finish the game or not?" Liam asks, "I don't think so we all are pretty tired and look at Zayn he can barely keep his eyes open." Niall says, "That's no reason we wont play anymore. Lou and Harry are still left." "Uh, fine" Louis mutters, taking socks off.
"Speak up fast, I aint got no time for shit. I just want my freaking sleep before its too early" Louis says, "Um la-" I try to correct him, but he is high as fuck so its more like he cut me in between and said "whatever."
He is being really stupid right now, but he is high. And saying him shit right now, or scolding him is no good. I will talk to him tomorrow morning.
"Um We will keep it simple and easy, Harry?" Niall says, "Yeah" I look up at him, "What should we tell him to do Liam?" He asks, "Not sure but I don't know, he aint even got any girlfriend. Just his phone and his twitter acco-" "Make a vow that you will never make a fake twitter" Niall cuts Liam, and meets my shocked gaze. "What? Do it." Niall says, shrugging.
"Um yeah whatever, as if I would." I say putting off the vow. I really don't think that anytime, near or far, I am gonna make a fake account. I have my own and bear with it, its really too much to handle, the spams, most of all.
"Do it." Niall says, biting the last bite of his burger. "Fine" I say, clearing my throat I begin, all dramatically. "I, Harry Edward Styles, will never make a fake twitter account"
It ended up, with me and Niall chuckling and Louis and Liam giving looks.
"Louis turn and then we'll go to bed." Liam suggests, "That's just fine with me" Niall adds. "Um Louis...What shall we ask him to do?" I say. I am his best friend, I know everything bout him, from Georgia to the way he always wanted to entertain people and his first high school crush. Bu- "Propose Harry" Niall bursts out laughing, while I shrugged at Louis, Of course we are close to each other but proposing? That's just stupid. "What?" Louis shouts, spitting the tequila back into the cup.
"Er um sorry I just I mean, tell us how will you propose your babe" Niall corrects himself, still chuckling. Louis sighs deeply and I smile at him. "Ok that might work" Louis, says, standing, well trying to, he just stumbled and I had to help him stand up, but he preferred sitting on one knee. Dramatically.
"Dearest Bel- Harry" he corrects himself immediately, but we all gasped. We never heard Bel from his mouth before, its weird. Is he dating some one? Why didn't he tell me? Wh- I am interrupted by Louis, continuing his proposal. "You are the most beautiful person I ever met, I love the way you brighten up my day by just smiling at me, with those haz- er green eyes, that looks as beautiful as the early morning dew on flowers. I love the way you let me play with your curls and the way my eyes are filled with beauty whenever I look at you"
A/N I am sorry for the late update, I was suppose to update every book by today but I wrote this chapter and It got deleted so I was crying about it, until now, because I didn't have the courage and the right words like before which would fix the chapter well enough and make it good.
