Finding Someone (Sequel to My Best Friend)

Chapter 27 - The Other Band With Australian Accents

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Claire's POV

"Hello America!" I exclaimed to no one in particular. We had just gotten off the plane and were heading to another hotel in, um some city. You know you've been touring to long when you don't even know where you are.

"Hey Niall, where are we exactly?" I asked him.

"Um, we're in Detroit," He responded, "I think all this touring is getting to you."

"Wow, I never thought of that," I remarked sarcastically. He chuckled.

"Well don't worry. We have today off. We can do whatever we want."

"Thank goodness. I'm sleeping the rest of the day," I decide.

"Can I join you?" Niall asked cheekily.

"It depends on what you mean, cheeky boy," I smile.

"You know I was just kidding," He smiles back.

"Really, you seem pretty serious to me," I laughed.

"Yes, because my sarcastic voice is the same as my serious one."

"Please, you don't have a serious voice," I teased him.

"I do to have a serious voice. I just don't use it," He defended.

"Okay, break it up you two," Kari says coming into the conversation.

"Hey, if you and Harry can banter, then Niall and I can," I told her.

"Yeah, but Harry's acting weird right now and he won't tell me what's going on," Kari said. There was a hint of annoyance in her voice.

"Just ask Zayn to talk to Harry. No one declines a one on one talk with Zayn," Niall advised.

"No one can say no to Zayn, can they? Thanks Niall," She smiled and ran to catch up with Zayn who was almost through the airport terminal.

"Whatever Harry's hiding isn't going to be a secret much longer," Niall smirked.

"Agreed," I smiled back.

Kari's POV

After talking to Niall I hurried to catch up with Zayn. He seemed like my only hope to figure out what was going on with Harry. When I think about it, I should really just confront Harry. But I did already try that. And it didn't work. Okay, Zayn it is then.

"Zayn!" I called. I saw his black quiff turn around ahead of me and look for who was calling his name.

I caught up to him and said, "Zayn."

"Yes Kari?" I could see he was trying to hide a smile because I was slightly out of breath. Hey, it's hard running with luggage.

"First of all, I see that smile creeping on your face and second of all, I need to ask you something."

"In my defense, you look funny running down an airport with too much luggage. But yeah, what do you need?" He asked.

"Well you know how Harry's been acting weird recently? I was wondering if you knew what's up?"

Zayn's POV

Kari had asked me the one question I was dreading answering, even though I knew I would have to someday. I thought back to last night.

Harry had pulled me aside after talking on the phone. We had been on the plane on the way to America and Harry had been the only other one awake.