Lumière // h.s

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Cait's POV.

I woke to low voices, we'd flown to Chile and had stayed over night on the tour bus, we still had around 7 hours of travelling left. Joy.

I tied my hair back, changed my pyjama top to a bra and vest and walked out to the living area space, I kept my pyjama bottoms on knowing the boys wouldn't care.

As soon as I walked in I took some already buttered toast from a plate and sat with them.

They stared at me, Louis looking guilty, Harry not meeting my gaze. The others sat uncomfortably.

"What's happened?" I immediately ask.

"Uh," Louis licks his lips. "It's.. Its nothing."

I roll my eyes looking at Harry who immediately looks away.

"Tell me Lou, you're scaring me."

He sits up, coughs awkwardly and places his phone down.

"I just got a phone call."

"Okay.." I frown.

"It was dad."

I nod. "What does Dan want?" I ask confused as to why this is big news.

"No Cait.. our other dad. Our real one."

I stop eating immediately looking up at him. "You.. you spoke to him?" My voice changing completely. All boys eyes were on me, I would usually care but right now I wanted to know everything.

"I did."

"How did he get your number?" My appetite had completely dissolved.

"I gave it to him."

I swallow shocked by his confession, I was expecting him to say he'd got it from someone or mum even.

"Why would you do that?"

"Cait.."

"Why Louis." I grit my teeth.

"..He wanted to talk.. So I gave it to him."

"When did this happen? Why would you even give him the time of day?" I ask not avoiding the hurt in my voice.

"He came to our show, we talked and.. yeah."

"A show? you've.. you've spoken recently?"

"Not really recent but.."

Harry coughs awkwardly.

"I can't believe.." I stand up. "I can't believe you'd just do that after everything, everything Louis."

He looks down. "I'm sorry."

I shake my head. "You know what he's done and you just give him your number?! Why would you do that, how could you do that to me? You're my twin!" I seethe at the betrayal.

"He asked about you."

I freeze blinking at Louis unable to say a word.

"..He's glad you're with me, that i'm looking after you."

"Well someone has to right? Because poor little Cait mustn't be left alone otherwise who knows what'll happen." I scoff. "Its a joke. He's nothing to me. And I thought you were better." I spit pointing at him before walking back to my bed.

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Once at the hotel I walked in through the back as usual, grabbed my room key and walked silently behind the boys. It was only 3 in the afternoon so we weren't tired. I hadn't spoken to anyone since yesterday morning when Louis had confessed about speaking to my waste of a father.

Harry hasn't even tried to speak to me which had disappointed me a little but I guess I had been quite unapproachable staying in my bunk for over 24 hours not even leaving for food.

As soon as I was in the room I shut the curtains and got in bed searching for a good film. Films always make everything better.

Around three quarters through my film there was a knock at my door. I walked to open it checking I looked decent enough for human contact first.

"Uh, hi."

I move aside to let Harry in, if we were going to talk I rather not do it in a hallway where god knows who could be listening or watching.

"What's up?" I asked casually.

"Are you okay?"

I shrug. "Been better, been worse."

"Cait."

"What? What do you want me to say Harry?"

"I was worried about you."

I frown. "Why?"

"You never spoke after the little..." We're both silent. "..And you never came out to eat, are you hungry?"

Come to think of it.. "Not really." I reply stubbornly.

"Cait."

"What? Why are you here Harry?" I slouch sitting on my bed.

He remains on the armchair but looks a little shocked by my reply.

"I'm just trying to be a friend."

I scoff.

"I am. I gave you time to cool off now I want to make sure you're okay, and eating." He adds.

I sigh knowing he's right. It wasn't Harry I was mad at, hell Harry is the only one who has bothered to talk to me.

"I'm sorry." I say quietly playing with the zip on my hoodie.

"You have no need to be, I understand you and your dad aren't-"

"Please." I wince almost painfully. "Don't talk about him to me. You don't know the first thing about him, just what Louis has told you. Please just.." I shake my head my voice quiet and calm.

Harry takes the hint kicking his shoes off and getting comfortable beside me. "What are we watching?"

"I was watching 17 again." I smile.

"Oh.. that's shit."

I gasp in mock hurt. "Any film with Zac Efron in is not shit."

He held up three fingers. "Three words, High. School. Musical."

I laugh hitting him with my pillow.

"How about I order us some room service? My treat?"

I smile shyly, "Will you ask if they make vanilla pancakes?"

"I will."

"Then I'm in." I laugh picking up the hotels menu and scanning through the choices.

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A/N:

Aw, who doesn't want Harry as a friend?!

Wonder what happened between Cait and her dad??!

Also, STEAL MY GIRL. OMFG. thoughts??

Next update when I get 20 votes or more.. can't be hard to achieve right?? COME ON GUYS