The Pretty One (A One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 5

"Pass the drinks, Louis!" Harry said,
"Shut up, I'm trying to sleep." Perrie's cranky voice spoke.
"I can't pass the drinks, I'm driving, Harry."

I turned the volume on my laptop up higher and tried to get comfortable in my seat. Louis was driving, Perrie was sat next to him in the passenger seat, Me and Harry were sat in the middle and Liam and Ella were in the back. As of now, we were in a van on the way to the beach house and according to my lovely best friend and also my driver, we're almost there. Liam and Ella were fast asleep and Perrie was trying to get to sleep, but the two stupid, idiotic - I mean, amazing, handsome boys that were wide awake were being too loud. As I already said, I was trying to watch a movie but I kept on getting interrupted every two seconds.

The noise had died down a little so I finally got comfortable when Harry poked me in the shoulder. Again. "Olivia." I tried to ignore him this time. Of course it didn't work. "Liv." He poked me again. I sighed and puased the movie, I took out my earphones and with the slightest bit of amusment, I replied,
"What now?"
"Look." He showed me his hand where there was a haribo on his ring finger. "I got engaged." He started smiling like a goof. I looked at him dumbfounded and the way he was laughing as if he'd told the most amazing joke in the entire universe.
His smile and dimples made me laugh and I shook my head in an unimpressed way, "You're such a child, Harry." He started laughing even more. "Can I watch my movie now?"

He made a gesture with his hands to say, 'go for it'. I pressed play on the movie but I was yet again interrupted by Louis singing. Since Perrie was trying to go to sleep she opened her eyes, turned around in her seat and looked at me with glaring eyes. I leaned forward and whispered, "I'll take care of it."

"GUYS!" I screamed, angering Perrie more. Louis stopped singing abruptly and swerved. Harry stopped whatever stupid thing he was doing and they both looked at me as if I had two heads. "Road trip's are supposed to be peaceful."
Louis shook his head. "Not when you scream at the driver and almost kill all of us." I gave him the most deadliest look I could and he smiled sheepishly "Sorry." Then he turned his head back to the road.

At last a little bit of peace and quiet. I finally felt calm until Harry spoke up again. "Road trip's are meant to be fun, blasting music and laughing like idiots. Not boring stuff like being quiet and watching movies." Harry said, smiling like an idiot.
"They are when its almost midnight." I said matter of factly.
"Hey, you could've waited until morning to drive to a beach house."
Not gonna lie that kind of hurt. I had to get away from that house. Louis turned his head to look at me and he smiled sympathetically. I smiled back and forgot the second of pain I just experienced. I was here to have fun, not drown in sorrows. Okay that was a bit too dramatic. I shook my head snd turned back to face Harry.
"Just keep it down. I wanna know what happens in the movie next."

He moved over to me and looked at what movie I was watching. "You're watching Pitch Perfect 3?"
"Yeah, Why?
"This movie came out years ago, how have you never seen it?"
"I don't know I just haven't. So, shut up and let me watch it in peace."
He looked and me with a cheeky grin and pointed to Fat Amy's dad.
You don't have to watch it, This guy is evil, there now you know." Harry said smirking, my eyes widened and I slapped his shoulder,

"You did not." He nodded. "Oh my gosh, you idiot. Get lost." He started laughing uncontrollably which annoyed me more.Not because I was angry but because I was trying not to laugh myself. "You wait until we get out of this van."
"Ooh, what's tough Olivia gonna do?" He had a chid's tone and puffed up his cheeks and flexed his muscles sarcastically.
"First of you all  you dont have muscles." I put his arms down. "So let's put those away and second, tough Olivia's gonna get you back. Or beat you up, I haven't decided yet."
"Oh No. I'm so scared." He put up his hands in mock fear. "And by the way, I do have muscles."