Chapter 11 (Part 1)

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Harry's POV
"Home sweet home!" said Louis contentedly, falling onto the sofa. "This is what heaven feels like."
Liam poked him in the ribs. "Get up, you lazy arse, bring in the loot!"
But Louis only cuddled further into the cushions and I went over and kicked him playfully. "Come on, you piece of shit, we're out of beer. Let's go get some."
"Oh, I could use a beer," said Zayn. "And some crisps. And a hot dog or two."
Louis groaned. "You fucking hog, you think I'm going to get all that for you?" Niall pushed him off the couch and he landed on the floor with a bump. He started cursing, but I grabbed his arm and dragged him out of the door. "Is there anything you guys want?" I asked, slipping on my jacket. Liam produced a neatly written list out of nowhere. "Get these and we'll have enough for the week."
Louis took it from Liam and grimaced at it. "Sure mom," he said mockingly. "Anything else for the house?" Liam rolled his eyes. "Oh shut the fuck up and go," he ordered, shoving Louis out of the apartment and I chuckled as I heard a thud on the floor.
"Come you, you baby." I pulled Louis off the floor and burst into laughter when he turned back and flipped Liam off.

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"So are you planning to see your doll again or what?" asked Louis with a smirk as we walked on our way home, laden with Liam's dumb groceries. I swear this was the worst chore ever.

I stopped in my tracks as events of the previous days flooded in my mind. Alison. The clinic. That prude whom she was with.
Jamie.
I hadn't seen her in a week. I wondered what she was doing at the moment. Hopefully not on a date with that prick.
"Yeah, maybe I'll pop up along and see her tomorrow or something." I shrugged. "But what about that prude she was with the other day? Do you think they're together now or something?"
Louis let out a loud laugh. "Even if they were, I don't think that'd stop you from getting what you want, Haz."
Well, that was very true.
Just the thought of seeing Alison's beautiful face and her flawless body sent a chill down my spine.
Fuck. The girl had me smitten.
And she was stubborn. But instead of putting me off, that turned me on more. I really needed therapy.
I realized Louis was speaking again and I hastily pushed dirty fantasies of Alison out of my head.
"No one would ever date a guy who's so goody goody now, you know? Girls like the bad boy. They like the spark, they like the hotness of the guy and how rebellious he is," he explained.
"Really?" I asked in surprise. "Gee, now where can I find a badass boy for you, my princess?" I added mischievously and received a hard punch on my stomach.
"Such an arsehole," Louis muttered. "I'm trying to help you!"
"Alright alright," I laughed. "So you're saying Alison wouldn't go out with him."
"Hopefully not," said Louis in an effort to reassure me. "If I were a girl, I'd choose you, Haz," he added with a wink and I shook my head.
We turned to cross the road and as we walked, Louis's cellphone rang.
"Okay, I can't take that out unless you hold these," he said and before I could react. he shoved his bags in my arms and I nearly stumbled.
"Bastard!" I muttered quietly, trying to balance all the shopping covers. Who did this much bloody shopping anyway?
As I trudged behind Louis, some of the bags I held slipped out of my grasp and hit the ground with a thud. Cursing mentally, I bent down to pick them up.
As I was doing so, lights shone in my face and as I looked in the direction from where they came, I saw a car.
Not just any car. A car coming straight at me.
Wait, what?!
I stood up hurriedly and as the guy in the car spotted me, he hit his brakes and the car screeched to a halt right in front of me.
And thankfully, there was no damage done to either of us.
Damn, That was one fancy car.
But obviously I couldn't admire the car when the guy poked his head out of the window and glared at me. He looked vaguely familiar. Where on earth had I seen him?
Wait a minute. No way.
Jamie.
Yup, it was definitely him. Neat blonde hair and a fancy suit. That whole 'I'm a good person' aura. Ugh.
"Hey! Are you crazy?!" He demanded. "Why are you standing in the middle of the road like that? I could've killed you!"
Bitch, I've had plenty of people trying to do that.
"Well obviously you didn't," I said rolling my eyes. "I'm sorry, I'll step out of the way."
"Please do," said Jamie. "I know hardly anyone goes by this road but that doesn't you can just stand there in the middle, thinking that no one will drive by."
I felt a surge of annoyance. Who was he to tell me what to do? What if I wanted to stand in the middle of the road? I could have smacked his stupid blonde head.
"I apologized, didn't I?" I snapped. "Take you and your fancy car out of this place."
He glared at me as he started his engine and I scowled back. Stupid asshole. What on earth did Alison like in him?
As Jamie revved up his car and drove away quickly, Louis came to me and took the bags.
"Who the hell was that?" He demanded. "Was that Jamie? Where the hell is he going?"
I shrugged but a new thought zinged through my head.
Wait. Wait. Was he going on a date with my Alison?
I started breathing faster, clenching my fists. That shit. That prick. I was going to kill him.
Louis read my mind. "We don't know for sure," he said calmly. "But there's no harm in following him, right?"
I nodded. I could not stand the sight of Jamie all over my girl. No fucking way.
I pulled out my video camera. I say video camera, it was actually used for spying on people using some sort of technology which I had no idea of. It was the bloody best thing ever. Not only did it allow me to keep an eye on my enemies, I could also take immediate action on them.
It allowed me to spy on Alison mainly. But there was no way in hell I was going to let the guys know that once I actually saw her dressing up. Fuck, that beautiful body of hers.
I waited impatiently for a few minutes for the screen to clear. And that's when Louis and I saw it.
She was sitting in a chair with her eyes closed as her blonde haired friend was combing out her wavy hair. I realized that she was the other girl I saw in the clinic the other day. She and Alison were probably best friends.
As Alison stood up, I held my breath as I saw the black and white dress that adorned her body, showing off her flawless legs. She looked stunning. How could anyone be so damn beautiful?
But where the fuck was she going? I increased the volume on the camera, listening with bated breath to their conversation.
"Do I look okay, Jenny?" asked Alison worriedly, smoothing down her dress.
I could rip that dress off her body.
"You look beautiful," Jenny reassured her. "Jamie's gonna love it!"
A smile spread across Alison's face. "I hope he will," she said softly. "I really like him, he's such a gentleman."
What the fuck?
"Damn," murmured Louis. He switched off the camera before I probably broke it in rage. "What are you going to do now?"
A number of images flashed into my mind, mostly involving me beating Jamie up. But I had a much better idea than that. I pulled out my cellphone and speed dialed Zayn. He picked up on the first ring.
"At your beck and call, boss," he said jokingly. "What can I do for you?" "Okay, listen," I began. "Alison is going on a date with a nerd. And I'm not gonna let that happen. So listen carefully to what you have to do."

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OH MY GOD I AM TERRIBLE.

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I know, 3 months and this piece of shit? I don't blame you.

But I've been busy and all, so please try to understand.

I'm afraid the second part will take time too bc finals are coming up and idk shit in any of my subjects.

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