More Than Expected-A One Direction Fan Fiction {Completed}

Chapter Twelve xPiddy

Liah and I sat on the couch upside down, waiting for an ephiphany to come. With our feet resting on top of where our heads should be and our hair brushing the ground, we looked stupid, but it was all we could come up with. We had tried everything to try and think of a stupid solution to those dumb pictures - the ones of me and of Liah. Letting all the blood rush to our heads was our last idea, and all I'd managed to do was give myself a headache.

I pinched the bridge of my nose before letting my arm drop to the floor. I looked to Liah and saw that her face was red. Now that I thought about it, I probably looked the same. I closed my eyes and sighed.

"Got anything?" I asked.

"Nope. You?"

"Nope," I said popping the 'p'.

We went back to thinking as Niall and Louis came out of the kitchen. After the meeting, all of the boys and I had crashed at Liah's. They had just gotten off the phone for the third time with their manager. Louis crossed his arms on my feet at the top of the couch.

"Whatcha doing?" Louis asked.

"Justa thinkin," I replied.

"Upside down," Niall laughed.

"You know it."

They laughed and looked at each other. Before I could process the evil glares they were sharing, Niall tickled Liah's feet, seding her rolling down over herself in a giggling fit. My eyes widened as I looked up at Louis.

"Dont you dare!"

But he was already going for it, and I tumbled down the couch as he burst out laughing. Him and Niall were dying, and even though I wasn't all that happy about rolling down a couch, it was nice to see them distracted from the media for a minute. Now all I had to do was try and distract myself...

"You're evil," Liah said, jokingly pushing Niall.

"You're my angel," he ignored, kissing the top of her head. She pouted her lips, but they cracked into a smile easily.

Louis plopped down next to me on the floor and put his arm around my shoulder.

"I'm sorry," he said, still laughing a little.

"I forgive you," I said rolling my eyes. I kissed his cheek.

"Now, now," Harry said leaning on the doorframe. "Wouldn't want any more pictures." His voice was frustrated and harsh, and I immediately stood up.

"Can I talk to you for a minute?" My voice indicated only one answer but I didn't wait for it.

I grabbed Harry's arm and dragged him to the office. I shut the door and spun around to Harry.

"What the hell, Harry? You want to tell me what your problem is?"

Harry clenched his jaw.

"My problem is you and Louis! How could you-"

"How could I what? Not pick you? This isn't Twilight, Harry. I like Louis. And guess what? I like you too. As a friend! So grow a pair and realize that I'm with Louis. And right now we're a bunch of crap, and I need a friend. Not smart-ass comments. Okay?"

Harry stood there for a minute, thinking. Then he started to nod.

"I guess I can do that. Be a friend," he said.

"Thank you," I said grabbing his hand.

He squeezed my palm and I gave a little smile.

"That's okay," he said, a smile starting to play on his lips. "You're too young for me anyways."