Drifter | (Harry Styles AU) • COMPLETE

Chapter 26.

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Harrys POV

"He opened the door literally the second I slipped the condom on which was unfortunate because condoms aren't cheap. But anyways, I was scared shitless at that point because I had never even met her father before," Louis says, "I had no idea what to even say so I just blurted out 'Hi I'm Louis and I'd like to date your daughter if that's alright with you'."

"You're lying!" I say in a fit of laughter.

"I swear I did," Louis tells me laughing at the memory of his first time sleeping with Eleanor and getting caught, "He literally threw me out of his house naked! I'm sure whoever lives in your house remembers seeing me scamp around the street looking for a trash bag to wrap around my waist," Louis finishes saying, laughing again.

"No. That house is empty now," I tell Louis dryly as I pull my phone out feeling my mood instantly change at the thought of my now empty childhood home.

"Really? Where do your parents live now," Louis asks leaning back in his chair.

"My Father and I move from coast to coast on business year around so we basically live everywhere," I flatly tell him, "I have to take a piss I'll be back in a minute."

After peeing as slow as I can trying to rid myself of this sudden negative mood change, I wash my hands and look at myself in the mirror before splashing some cold water on my face.

As I walk back into the lounge I see Louis on the phone, my phone.

This little bastard answered my phone.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"Hold on Mr. Styles, Harry is finally out of the the bathroom," Louis tells my dad before holding the phone out at me, " It's your dad, he called a few times so I figured I'd just answer."

"Great thanks yea. Let's just answer someone else's phone," I tell him sarcastically as I put the phone to my ear, glaring at Louis.

"Hello?"

"Harry, finally! I've been trying to get a hold of," My father shouts angrily at me, "Where the hell are you?"

Since the day I boarded the train my phone has been bombarded with phone calls and messages from my father, all of which I ignored.

"I'm on a train," I answer slowly.

"What the hell do you think you're doing going on a train ride, missing work for 2 days?"

I think for a minute, rattling my brain for a good excuse, because I don't think 'following Anissa' will be a good enough answer.

"Well you know that club we just opened last summer in Mexico? I decided I'd do the venue check up for it now instead of making you do it next month," I lie.

"How are you going to do a venue check up if you don't have our accountant to crunch all the numbers? Oh and let's not forget you don't speak Spanish," he tells me clearly getting more angry at my poor excuse.

"Anissa is with me," I tell him, "And I have my own accountant...the guy that answered my phone."

Louis looks up at me quickly shaking his head and hands 'no'. I smack the back of his head and shake my head 'yes' at him. This is his fault for answering my phone.