"Please tell me she's almost here," Harry said, pacing back and forth within the small hotel room. It had been converted into a studio by putting up mattresses to soundproof it, and it made him feel as if he were in an asylum.
The boys watched him with mild amusement, Louis with a tinge of annoyance, after all, he had been pacing for about four hours now. His heeled boots clacking upon the floor kept messing with the playback of the tracks, and every time Louis wanted to yell at him he couldn't because he felt a little guilty that it was his fault that everything was a mess. So he let Harry pace and bit his tongue, hoping Reagan would just get there already.
"Harry, it's been five minutes since you last asked, mate," Liam said, not bothering to look up from his laptop.
Harry sighed loudly, "How long do you think they'll take?"
Louis looked at his phone, "Kennedy said her flight was getting in at noon."
"Did she board on time?"
"Yes, Harold. She boarded on time."
"You think there were any delays?"
"No, there weren't."
"How would Kennedy know, she wasn't on the plane."
Louis breathed in sharply, attempting to keep his cool, "Harry, please."
"Fine." Harry said defeatedly plopping down to sit beside Niall.
"Have you thought about how you're going to deal with the whole Hailey situation?" Liam asked.
"What do you mean?"
"Oh, well, you know she's getting rather clingy."
"No she's not."
Liam and Niall looked at each other knowingly.
"What." Harry said looking at them, "What is that." He said pointing between them, "She's not getting clingy. We're friends, that's it. She knows that."
"H, look at your phone." Niall said, picking up the cell phone from the table beside them and pressing the home button to light up the screen. It had 27 message notifications from the past two hours.
"What? I was busy, I haven't had the chance to reply back."
"A normal person would stop after two unanswered messages." Louis added.
"She's enthusiastic."
"A little too much." Liam said.
"Alright, enough. She's a nice girl, we get along just fine." Harry said, snatching his phone out of Niall's hand.
"That's what you said about the others. You just...you kind of lead girls on, Harry." Liam tried.
"I do not."
"Don't do the defensive thing, now. I'm not trying to say you do it on purpose, I'm saying you're just too nice and that's what gets you in trouble."
"How is being too nice ever a problem?"
All three boys look at each other, making Harry yell, "Stop that!" He gets up and heads towards the door, "I'm going to the airport."
"Oh come off it now, don't get mad just because we're telling you the truth." Louis said, getting up and walking to him, "We just want what's best for you."
Harry rolled his eyes, "Yeah, okay."
"And what's best for you is to not get so involved with Hailey. Keep it professional, okay?"
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