Stripper // h.s.

Chpter 65- Killing Louis

Harry's POV

"Do you think we should go back to England?" I say to Erin as i lay Darcy in her cot. I make my way to the bed and climb under the duvet.

"What?"

"I don't know. I just has an idea. It was stupid, don't worry." he rushed out.

"No, it wasn't a stupid idea. I would go back to England, but New York is my home. I can't leave everything behind."

"Please, we wouldn't be apart anymore. The lads and i wont stay in New York forever."

"Let me tell you in the morning, i'm just going to sleep on it. G'night Haz"

"Night love."

I really wish she would live in England again. I'd miss her so bad if she didn't come. I would've wasted a lot of money.

Erin's POV

I woke up at 3:07am covered in sweat. I just had a horrible nightmare. I woke up in a bath and all of a sudden the water turned blood red and i had cuts all over my body. It might not seem that bad, but it shook me up. I walked down the hallway, to the kitchen, and grabbed a glass of Sunny Delight. I walk back to my room and climb under the sheets.

"E, are you okay? How come you're awake?" I hear Harry say quietly.

"Just a nightmare, that's all."

"Okay, if you have another one, i want you to wake me up. Tell me in the morning."

"I thought about going back to London. It would be great to go back to the strip club again. See all the girls, you know?"

"Okay, i'll sort it out tomorrow. Just go back to sleep please."

"I can't."

"Try." I laugh slightly as he quoted a song title of mine.

Do i really want to go back to England? That's where all my problems were before.

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I eventually go back to sleep, but i don't get a lot of it as Harry let Louis run round my flat. Jumping on me, waking me up, making me want to kill the bastard. I decided to grab my baseball bat from under my bed and threaten the shit out of him.

"Louis, get your butt here now!" i say chasing him around the kitchen island. Louis being the pussy and 'crying' to Harry about how much he 'hates' me, and me just running around looking like a crazy person in the shortest pyjamas ever. With a baseball bat, so don't judge.

"Never, love." He screams back.

"Oi Tommo, no. Just no, don't call her love." Harry said from the middle of the island. Louis and I are running around it and he is kind of just sitting with legs crossed, on the island. Eating a banana.

"Just playing mate." He replied.

"Shut up and let me kill him. He removed me from my slumber." I interrupt.

"Do what you want, just don't get blood on the floor." Harry says.

"It's my flat."

"Not anymore." Louis shouted running away from me.

"LOUIS YOU IDIOT, YOU WEREN'T MEANT TO TELL HER!" Harry shouted, running for Louis.

"CONFUSED PERSON HERE!" I shouted randomly.

"We're moving to England. I pre-booked the flight and we leave in 7 hours. Oh and don't worry about packing your clothes. I've done that already." Harry un-confusing me. If that's a thing.

"What about my furniture."

"I have plenty."

" How did you know i was going to actually agree?"

"I didn't. I bought a house for us three."

"I am not moving in with him."

"No not him. Darcy."