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Ch-50 : Shouldn't it be the other way around? 🙈

"Liam isn't one of them," Harry argues with me while I decide to follow on the one only one, I never suspected, Liam Payne.

"How do you know? He's Aiden's best friend and was his roomie." I throw my hands up in the air dramatically.

"Sweet girlfriend of mine, Liam was Aiden's best friend and was his roomie. Now, his rommie is Zayn. And what is the assurance that Tessa wasn't lying?" Harry asks me.

"So, what you want me to do, a sweet boyfriend of mine?" I ask him in a mocking tone, stopping on my tracks as I keep my hands on my hips.

"First we need to leave Liam out of this. Secondly, we need to ask Niall why he removed the CC cameras? Thirdly, we need to assure if Tessa is lying or not and who Louis is really and why does he work for Vic?" He shows me his three fingers and gives me a look that says to listen to him.

"Don't you think we're doing a mistake in not suspecting Liam?" I ask him.

"No. Maybe. But we can deal with him later on." He grabs on my hand and pulls me with him away from Liam's dorm room.

Harry walks ahead of me, pulling me with him with my hand intertwined with his. He stops in front of Niall's door and motions me to knock on the door. I nod and raise my knuckle to knock on the door.

It's taking more than a minute. I tap my leg on the floor impatiently and raise my hand in a fist to pound hard on the door but-

"Nah ah. Patience woman." Harry smirks and knocks on the door softly.

After a few seconds, the door opens and Niall looks up at us with confusion in his eyes. His hair is dripping wet in front of his blue eyes. He's just in a short towel quite below is V-line keeping his abs on full display.

Everything around me turns into darkness as I feel Harry's hand covering my eyes. I hear Niall cough out slightly and asks, "Shouldn't it be the other way around?"

I grab Harry's hand away from my eyes and look at Niall. "We need to talk," I say to him with a glare. He nods his head and opens his door wide for us.

I and Harry get in his room. His room is quite spacious and free than us. There's only one bed in his room. And a study table, wardrobe and other things scattered everywhere. "Where is your roommate?" Harry asks.

Niall turns around and looks at us with a smirk. "You're forgetting something, dear. I'm the principal's son. So, I need to make sure I get the best facilities." He winks and sits down on his bed still with his towel on.

"Listen up-" I was about to talk when Harry pulls me aside with him. He motions me sideways and mumbles that he needs to talk to me about something important.

I nod and stand beside him in the corner. "Tell him to wear pants," Harry whispers.

I raise my right eyebrows at him and smirk. "Oh really? Why?" I ask him.

"Cause I'm uncomfortable having you around another guy who is basically naked." He shrugs.

"Then how did I feel when you went right inside the bar and got a striptease from a fucking stripper!?" I whisper-yell at him.

Harry clenches his eyes closed and grits through his teeth, "I told you, it was for spying closely on Louis."

"Oh right? As if you're the best spy?" I cross my arms against my chest.

"Ruby!" He whines.

"Harry!" I glare at him and he glares back at me.

"Fine. Tell Niall to wear pants." Harry says in an ordering tone.