Impulse [A Harry Styles FanFiction]

Chapter 38- Tell Me A Lie

POV Harry

"Louis! Noooo." Zayn shouts.

We're all sitting in Caroline's hotel room for a fitting and we set up the PlayStation to the TV. Louis ripped a nasty shot on Zayn in Fifa to make the score 4-0 in Louis's favour.

Louis smiles smugly at Zayn.

"Alright, I've had enough of watching you get destroyed. Give me the controller if you want the score to be close." I say.

"I'd like to see you try, Harry." Zayn scoffs.

He rolls his eyes but gives me the controller anyway.

I carry the ball across the screen through Louis's players and shoot the ball over the goal.

"Nooooooo." I yell.

"You're really showing me up Harry, well done, really." Zayn taunts.

"At least I almost scored!" I tease and watch his smug smile fall.

"Almost doesn't matter. Check the score, both of you." Louis remarks.

"Harry, we're ready for you!" Caroline calls from the other room.

I groan and give Niall my controller. Maybe he can take over properly and shut Louis up.

I sift through the racks labeled Harry and show Caroline my favorite t-shirts we can pack for the America tour.

"What are we doing for bottoms, Harry?"

"Usual." I say picking a rolling stones t-shirt off the rack.

"Black skinny jeans?"

"You're the best." I grin.

I pick out some nikes, a few pairs of boots, and a pair of white converse and head back into the other room with the boys.

The game is paused and they'll all huddled around Louis's phones whispering like schoolgirls.

"Am I interrupting something?" I ask.

They dart away from each other as if that will help the situation and resume their game.

Before I can protest and pry whatever information they are hiding from me out of them, Louis gets called into the other room for his fitting.

Liam takes Louis's controller and I watch Niall and Liam battle it out. Next to me, Louis's phone goes off and my eyes sneak a glance at the screen.

I know I shouldn't go through his phone without his permission, but they all acted so weird when I came back.

"Oh nooo." Zayn groans next to me.

He interrupts the internal conflict I'm having with myself.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"Would you mind handing me Lou's phone? My phone just ran out and Safaa was texting me about something with my mum. Lou has her contact saved I think- I need to call her."

"Sure." I willingly hand him the phone.

I don't want to make him suspicious. Maybe it's the universe telling me I shouldn't snoop.