Don't Look Back (One Direction)

-Chapter 10- Rain

-Chapter 10- Rain

Violet's POV:

We ran into the hotel lobby panting. I was the first one in followed by Liam, Louis, Harry, Zayn and lastly Niall.

This reminds me when I was still in...

As I'm laughing at the memories, I walk into an elevator that has just opened. The others jog inside with me and I press the button that labels '4'.

"Care to share with the rest of us what you're laughing at Ms. Simmons?" Harry raises his right eyebrow with suspicion.

"It's a long story," I smile, losing myself in thought.

"We have time, spit it out," Louis urges.

"Well..." The elevator bell rings, signaling that we've arrived at our floor. The doors slide open and I stroll out with the boys trailing a few steps behind me.

"Hey! Don't avoid the subject!" Niall shouts at me, pouting. I stop at my door and I reach into my back pocket for the room key.

"Me? Avoiding something? How funny!" I let out a fake laugh, still searching my pockets.

"Ahem, looking for this?" Louis calls.

Turning around and I see him waving around a key with the number '28' engraved on it. I try to reach for it but he pulls it back before I could touch it.

"No, tell us what were you laughing at first," Louis demands. I pout.

I guess I have to use drastic measures.

"Boo Bear...." I put on my best puppy dog face and topping it off with some watery eyes.

"Wait, who told you my nickname? Harry is the only one who calls me that!" He shouts, trying not to look into my well-polished begging face.

"Don't give in Lou! We believe in you!" Niall encourages him. I whimper and Louis closes him eyes and turns away from me. I let out a quick sorry before taking the chance to snatch the key out of Louis' palm and unlocking the door.

"Wha-Louis!" Harry yells at him. Louis ignores him and walks into the suite after me.

"Where did you hear that name?" He questions me.

"I heard Harry shout it while I was unpacking," I set a grocery bag onto the kitchen counter and the boys follow suit.

"Louis! We were so close!"

Harry really won't let this go will he?

"You have to admit, she had the puppy dog face down. Impressive I must say," Zayn rubs his chin in wonder. I smile sweetly at him.

"Thank you Zayn," I say as I wash my hands.

"Yeah, she perfected it," Liam agrees. I send him a smile and he returns it.

"Well, I could do better!" Louis challenges.

"Mate, I doubt that," Niall argues.

I start putting away items in the plastic bag that I don't need into the refrigerator or a cabinet, depending on the item.

"Then let's have a contest!" Louis declares.

"Against her? Pft, you won't make it," Harry leans onto the counter next to me.

"Fine, I'll go against you lads. I'll surely win," he says confidently. I hide my smile from behind the refrigerator door.

"That's fine with me, mates?" Harry asks the others and they nod. "Violet, do you mind being the judge? Being the master and all," he sends a cheeky wink along with a grin. Looking back down at the counter I nod.