Chapter 83

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Harry's P.O.V.

"Turn right here," Louis commands.

"Where are we going?" I ask.

"You'll like it, it's going to be just like old times. And you won't have your girlfriend holding you back," Lou says.

"What do you mean old times? The days when we would drink until we couldn't see straight, and the days where we'd get so high we would wait for a stop sign to turn green? I don't think so, Lou. Tell me where we are going," I snap.

"Relax Haz, we aren't getting into any drugs or drinking," He sighs,"She really has made you into a pansy," Louis mutters.

"I would stop right there Lou, unless you really want it to be like old times, when you got your face pounded in," I say.

"Would you all just stop fighting, we are supposed to be friends you know? We have all obviously changed and need to accept that," Niall cuts in.

"Okay," I huff.

Lou stays silent.

"Now Lou, mind telling me where we are going?"

"Well, it was supposed to be a surprise, but you had to mess it up when you freaked out..." His voice trails off,"But, if you really want to know, we are going to the laser tag place."

I burst into laughter,"And you think I'm a pansy..."

"Fine, you go back and play with the kids at the park while me and Niall have fun," Lou says.

"Oh hell no, I'm going laser tagging," I say.

"Turn left."

I obey and we soon reach the laser tagging place. We go through the front door and pay for twenty minutes of laser tagging. I feel like I'm twelve years old again, but I don't feel so bad when I see these guys that look about 30 in there.

We are led up some stairs and into a room that make any white clothing glow, which sucks for Niall, seeing as he is wearing a white t-shirt. I'm totally dark, because I'm wearing all black, and so is Lou. Niall always seems to be the odd one out.

We are going up against a group of little boys, ten years old at the least. This should be fun.

The instructor comes in the room awhile later. He tells us ye way to put on the gear and how to hold the gun. I remember all the times we used to go laser tagging together when we were little. This place is so lame compared to the one in England, but I would way rather be here then taking care of those annoying kids. I can't wait until they are gone.

We put all of our gear on and the instructor tells us that in ten seconds the door will open and the 20 minutes will begin. I can't believe I'm doing this.

"GO!"

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