(Kisle)
We laid in each others arm for what seemed like forever. Our flushed bodies mangled as one. I looked over at the clock and it was getting late. I sat up and looked around the room. His room is quite mess. Not nasty, but not putting anything up.
I stood up and grabbed my under garment. "Hey can I take a shower?" I said looking at Lou. he was putting his sweats back on. He smiled and nodded his head. "Over there. The towels are under the counter." I smiled then went to take a shower.
When I was done I came out in just a towel. "Hey Lou do you have a blow dryer?" I asked as I fiddle with my wet stringy hair. He walked back into his room and looked over me with a smirk.
"Yeah there's one in Harry's bathroom. His room is the second to last on the right." He stated. "Who is Harry?" I was had no ideal how this was. "My roommate." He laughed as though it was an obvious answer. I shrugged it off and passed him and went to the room.
As I walked down the hallway, the walls were lined with pictures of Louis and some 4 other guys. One that stuck out was one on a beach.
Then to my shock there was Liam and the guy that Mica brought home the other day. And I'm pretty sure the other two were at the party too. Then there was one of Lou with 4 younger girls. One looked about my age and then the other older one was maybe a year or two younger.
And last were a pair of twins maybe 9-10. I couldn't help but think that maybe these are his sister.
When I got to Harry's room it was way different then Louis'. It was clean and neat and organized. It kind of reminded me of my room back home.
The bed on the left wall. A window in the middle back wall. A desk a tv on the right wall next to what I guessed to be the bathroom door. When I got to the bathroom I blew dried my hair. I walked back into the room and about to leave when something caught my eye. An Ipod. One of the regular models.
I turned it on to see what kind of taste he had.
And alot of what he had was everything and anything, which I that was cool. I turned to his closet and I hope he doesn't mined but I was going to borrow some thing of his. A white v-neck shirt with a pair of abercrombie sweats that said fitch down the side.
Hope he didn't mind. I just didn't feel like taking louis' clothes again. "Hey Harry is going to bring us some Chinese for dinner after he comes from Mica's. So your stayin for it."
Louis voice said startling me. "Yeah didn't sound like much of a question." I screamed back. I grabbed the ipod and towel and went to the kitchen were lou was. "Were should I put this?" Holding up the towel. He took it from me hand. I said thanks and went to sit on the couch.
"Give you this, Give you that, Blow a kiss take it back." A voice sang as the door knob turned. And walked in was a guy maybe 18 years old with a head full of curls and a gorgeous pair of green.
When he looked up he smiled. " Hey you must be Kisle." He said going to the table and setting the food down. I got up and walked over. "Yeah is Kisle and you must Harry." He shook my hand then started to the food out of the bag after yelling for Louis.
"Mmm smell brilliant!" he said I coudn't help but mock him because the way he said it was so Britishy and it cracked me up. Harry started to die laughing which was contagious. And that was how the rest of the evening went for the most part.
"Hey you want to listen to some music?" I asked taking out Harry's ipod out.
"Hey that's mine!" He whined and it was so cute then I looked over at Louis who kind of looked pissed at the attention me and Harry were giving each other.
Its not like we were excluding him he just didn't have anything to say. I would bring up soccer and he would be like "You are now in British country, its called football." and I would be like, "well I'm from the U.S. Of A. and we call it soccer and football is played on the grid iron with the good ole pig skin." then he would throw me a look then start to text.
Like who the hell is he texting. Always texting someone. He started to laugh at something and me and harry looked at him with curious eyes.
"Did Eleanor say something funny or what?" Harry said with an amused tone. Who the hell is Eleanor! was all that I could think of. Louis looked up from his phone with a horrid expiration on his face. I looked away pretending I didn't hear the question.
Time to change the conversation, i thought. "Hey harry have you heard Louis sing? He is really good." Harry's eye brow went up and what came out of his mouth next surprised me.
"What are you talking about? We sing for a living. You know One Direction." Louis head hung in defeat.
Like he didn't want to tell me. "So you're like famous?" Harry laughed. "Like really really famous. Chicks throw themselves at us. Amelia is a big fan, you know. But I knew here before it all." I shook me head and looked at my phone for the time.
"I thinks it time to go home for me, Harry can you take me home please since Lou isn't dressed and seems a little busy texting.
Don't want him getting in a crash and die." I said getting up and getting my clothes. I looked back at Lou and a mixture of emotion crossed his face; Hurt, Anger, Confusion, Betray. Harry got up and held the door open for me.
"Well that was the second crazy thing to happen to me." Harry said on the ride to my house. I looked at him with a clueless face. "Basically Liam tore Amelias face off with his lips when I tried to say hi. Now Lou hates me for something I have no idea for."
"Well you're nice to talk to we should have coffee sometime." I said trying to make him feel better.
When I got there Mica was just getting home. I waved Harry off and me and Mica made it to the door at the same time when we opened the door there was Amelia and Liam making out on the couch.
"If you are a member of One Fucking Direction Get the FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE!!" she screamed and with that Liam shout up and could see the fire and anger in her eyes. He kissed Amelia head then shot out the door.
"Members of One Direction are not allow threw that door again. Got it. Now go to bed school coming up." She yelled the went of to her room angry as ever. What the hell pissed her off.
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Aboard England
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