& he comes back. (9)

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 You won't expect anything that happens in this chapter, plus I'm trying to start leaving cliffhangers. MUAHAHAHA! So, I wrote this chapter during my five our car drive, but I totally changed everything from what  I originally planned! I kinda enjoy this chapter because it has excitement in it! VOTE, COMMENT, FAN! Do all that good stuff. Don't forget to check out Lauren's fan-fic! She's who I'm dedicating this chapter to. & THANKS AGAIN FOR READING!

P.S. I was at my softball tournament this weekend, and we took third place! this is one of the hardest tournaments too! I'm so proud of my team... my family!

*Lauren's POV

"Harry, Louis come with me. I have to, uh, show you guys something that I found in the car on our way over here. Brittany you can just stay here, just in case our waitress comes back." The boys looked at me quite oddly, but nodded their heads in agreement anyway.

"Um, okay?" Brittany wasn't sure if I was lying or not. She was trying to figure me out. We're best friends, I wouldn't be surprised if she knew I was lying.

I started heading towards the front of the restaurant with Harry and Louis following close behind. I stop at the front, where they take you to your seats. I looked back behind me and both boys were giving me a questionable look. "Just watch." I simply stated with a smirk tugging on the corner of my lips. They both raised their eyebrows in response.

"Excuse me miss." I politely said.

"Yes?"

"I have a special request. Do you think you can do it?" I took a quick peek at Brittany to make sure she didn't know we were up here. She was just reading through the menu, it's honestly her first time here.

"Of course we can. What might it be?"

"See that girl over there?" I pointed towards the table Brittany was sitting at, the lady at the front desk nodded her head. "Well, two more boys are suppose to come and eat with us. One of the boys we are trying to hook up with her. Four of the meals we order are to go, while the other two are going to stay here and eat. The two that will be staying here are that girl and the blonde boy. Does that makes sense?" I said while leaning over the counter.

"Yes it does. It makes perfect sense. We can make that happen."

"Thank you." I turned back around and Louis and Harry were just starring at me with blank expressions. Instead of acknowledging them, I just started to walk back to Brittany, who seemed to be bored because she was twirling a fork on the table.

I sat down at the table, I looked over at Brittany, who was across from me, she was just looking at Harry and Louis who had mischievous smirks pulling at the corners of their lips. Great, they are going to give up my plan, I thought. I heard the restaurant's bell going off, signaling that someone just walked in. I looked back from our booth and saw Niall and Liam walking towards the front desk. I glanced at the lady I was talking to and she pointed to Niall and I nodded my head saying that, that is the one I was talking about. Before the boys reached the front desk, they stopped and looked over the tables trying to find us. They quickly spotted us and headed over to the booth that Brittany, Harry, Louis, and I were already occupying. Niall and Brittany caught each other's eyes and they immediately grew huge smiles. I haven't seen Brittany smile like that since Josh, her ex boyfriend that she dated for two years. When Niall and Liam arrived at the table, Niall slid in next to Brittany and Liam slid in next to Niall. While Louis, Harry, and I were across from them. Louis was in the middle, I was near the wall, and Harry was on the outside. I didn't think anyone could see it but Louis grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers. The butterflies in my stomach were fluttering like crazy. I tried not to make it noticeable. I looked up into Louis's eyes and he put on his big smile than we started talking, acting like everything was normal. What was he hiding?  The waitress I was talking to about my plan came up to our table with a notepad, to write down our orders.

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