“Maggie?! She’s coming over? Why’d you- I mean she’ll be here in like three minutes dude!” Liam panicked.
I shrugged, “What should I do?”
“What should you do? Get naked, get some cheese balls, sat on the couch, chill and be Curly Harry until Maggie arrives” Niall said sarcastically while he stood up and head to the kitchen. “Do it now curly head, I’ll get the cheese balls for ya”
“Seriously?” I sighed.
We stood there staring clueless at each other. It was a minute of silence. All we could hear is Niall creating some tiny noises in the kitchen. Plates tingling, spoon dropping, glasses breaking, I wonder if he’s up to some construction or demolition in the kitchen. But we ignored it. Beyond the noise, I still can hear the hard pounding of my heart, my knees are shaking, and I’m hardly sweating cold.
She can catch me being Harry. Besides, she likes me being Harry. But no, I won’t take the risk. Not tonight. Not in this type of situation. I can’t.
*doorbell rings*
Liam bites his lips and head to the front door. He surely looks as nervous as I am. Louis palmed his face and took a deep sigh, “Beside the staircase, go.” he whispered, soft enough that I don’t know if I heard it right or I just don’t understand what he’s trying to say.
“Hey,” I heard a familiar voice as Liam opened the door, just enough for him to be able to peek who was outside. “Hey!” he replied sounding not-so-surprised, still not letting the person in.
“Beside the staircase!” Louis yelled a whisper. It was a command and I do as he said. I rushed to the staircase and noticed a tiny door beside it. At first, I wasn’t sure if it’s really a door until I stared at it. It doesn’t have any doorknob or anything to let me open it. It’s like a secret passage or something. I panicked, “How am I supposed to open this thing?” I whispered to myself. I kicked it underneath, trying to find some quick ways to open it, which I am lucky. I hurriedly crawl and fit myself inside.
It was pitch dark, small enough to fit myself in a bend position, and it really smells deadly awful! I grasp around and figured out that this room was filled with shoes. Man’s shoes. And I am now holding my breath!
I noticed a tiny hole near the edge of this door, great way for me to see what’s happening outside.
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FanfictionAll nineteen year-old Harry Styles wanted was a private steady life in spite of his career being the lead vocalist in his own band White Eskimos. That's exactly what he got before his father pressed him to continue his college studies. But because o...
