The Unfair Advantage (Harry Styles fanfic)

Chapter 5

"...Louis!" Paul growls at him as the boys and I sit in the dressing room. "You are not meant to go on stage after show because things like this happen! What if they caught you!"

"Paul, it's not his fault, it's mine,"

Paul looks at me and shakes his head. "Don't cover for him Cecelia, just cause he is your brother. He was the one who carried you there and if it wasn't for you, the both of you could be in hospital right now,"

"I'm sorry Paul and CeCe," Louis whispers and I put my arm over his shoulder.

"You didn't do anything Louis, it's fine," I tell him then hear Paul sigh.

"Well, guys it's time to head back to the hotel, interview is tomorrow at 3, concerts at 5...well the pre concert. Early night tonight, get into your cars and lets head back," We all nod at Paul's instructions

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I get in Louis' car with him, because i feel bad for him. Niall, Zayn and Liam are in a car together, and Harry went with Lou Teasdale, the guys' stylist and hair and makeup lady. I like her, because she is so nice, and is great with advice. Also, little Lux, her daughter, is a barrell of joy altogether!! Lux and Harry seem to have a close relationship, almost as though Harry is like a daddy to her.

In the car on the way home, Louis and I decide to prank the boys, because the last prank played was when Niall and Louis vandalised my kitchen. We decide to prank Harry because he has been really distant and grumpy lately, and a prank might cheer him up. When we get to the hotel, I distract Paul, while Louis steals Harry's room key.

Our plan is to take all of his bedding and throw it over the balcony, because of the pool deck being right below Harry's balcony. Also we were going to take his clothes and make the rest of the guys put them on, even me. While we were doing it, i came up with the brainwave of taking his minibar, because even though that wasn't exactly a prank, it still would of cheered up my Nialler.

When we were done, we looked around and assessed our damage. We had wrecked the place. Mission accomplished!! Louis and I ran out of the room just in time, because Harry was walking out of the elevator. We had to be ninjas so we wouldn't be caught, which was hard because Louis is about as discreet as a baby elephant.

We ran into my room, and shut the door, where we could finally let out our laughter. Louis' phone rang so he went into the balcony to answer it, while I sat on my bed on Twitter. Some upsetting things were being said, like

'@NiallerIsMine2322: Louis' sister @cecilia_tomlinson_official is a slut. I bet she's had all the boys in bed already... #FuckOffCecelia.'

'1DIsAWayOfLife: HAH @cecilia_tomlinson_official has got so fat! knew she wouldn't be able to stay that skinny'

And many more. Those comments has Brought me down. Badly. So badly that i couldn't keep the tears back. I was lying on my bed until there were a rush of knocks at the door.

"Cecelia, where the fuck is my bedding and where are my clothes?" Came The voice. Harry.

"Harry, get away, I am really not in the mood right now..." i say still laying on the bed.

"Let me in, or im knocking this door down" he said, hitting it again.

"URGHH fine, but don't tell anyone about what you see now..." I say, slowly getting off the bed. I open the door slightly, but it gets quickly shoved open by an angry Harry.

"Cecili- Are You crying?" Harry asks, staring at my tear stained face.

"I'm fine, just leave it.." I say, turning away and going back to my laptop. I scroll through my twitter feed and mentions, before my laptop is pulled out of my grasp by Harry.