Chapter 8

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After we were escorted off the stage, the boys, El, and I grabbed lunch at this place called Taco Paco, I know strange. We grabbed a big booth to fit the six of us. Louis took our orders and went up to the counter with the rest of the boys to grab the food.

"So, you and Louis?" I used my creeper face as I stared at the now blushing Eleanor.

"What about you? Sara and Liam sitting in a tree. K-i-sjh-sjh-gnhr." She started singing but I climbed over the table and covered her mouth.

"Eleanor, if you say anything about me liking Liam, I will tell everyone what you did a couple weeks ago?" I smirked and her eyes widened, but she nodded. Just in time too because the boys came back with the food, with confused faces. 

"Get your bum off my eating area!" Lou shouted and pushed me over, my landing on the cushion.

"Really? Really?" I cried out but everyone was just laughing.

"Come love, sit here." Harry gestured for me to sit down. I didn't think much of it but apparently Liam did since the whole meal, he was glaring at Harry.

"Are you okay Liam?" I spoke up and everyone turned to face him.

"Just grand." He mumbled and continued to stab his fish taco with a knife. I ignored it and kept eating. 

"What do you call a Spanish toilet that weigh 2000 pounds?" Harry whispered in my ear. I shrugged.

"El ton Jon." He whispered and I started laughing so hard, I could feel my face burn up. Liam kept on eyeing us every few minutes with a death glare at Harry.

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Sorry short chap but i'm busy. Promise it will be better next chap :)

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