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CHAPTER 6
~LIAM’S POV~
I can't believe I texted her that. I must be more stupid than I thought.
Groaning, I glared at the ceiling. She probably thinks I'm weird. Heck, we've known each other for less than 24 hours and I'm already asking her out.
I know people do it all the time. Just, not me. I'm not used to this.
'You should be'
'Shut up, Brain! I wasn't talking to you"
I frowned.
It isn't really like a date though. We'll be having dinner with the boys. I just hope they don't pig out and make milk spill from their nose like the last time. I hate it when Louis does that.
Sighing, I closed my eyes and urged myself to calm down.
When I saw her last night, I felt the same feeling I did with Danielle. I just knew she was going to be a huge part of my life.
I snapped my eyes open when I heard a noise emerge in the hotel living room.
I slowly crept my way to the living room and found Harry pacing in frustration and shouting over the phone.
"Where are you?! We talked about this Niall, the rehearsal is at 8! It's freaking 7:25 and you guys are still missing! You know how crazy these people are about being on time"
There was a small pause before he resumed shouting at the poor innocent phone. I'd hate to be that phone right now.
"Yeah, whatever leprechaun, I know you missed your annoying cousin and all but we are here for our concert and not for vacation." He ranted.
Leaning at the door frame I quickly concluded that something is definitely up with Harry. He never takes things this seriously unless he's troubled by something. I better talk to this lad before he turns into a grumpy old man that yells 'get off my lawn!’ Like the one in Monster House.
"Fine. But be on time. Tell Zayn to start fixing his hair now so you guys can make it before 8. Heaven knows it takes him forever to get ready, and don't let him watch himself in the mirror for too long, or it will be too late to bring him back to sanity and we will all be doomed."
With a sigh, he hanged up and sat on the couch, twiddling his fingers. Taking the opportunity, I made my way to the couch and plopped myself next to him.
He said nothing and continued to twiddle his fingers and frowning at the carpet.
First, he abuses the phone, and now he gets mad at the carpet. What is it with this boy and non-living things?
"Hey" I called for his attention
He turned to me and gave me a small smile but continued to remain temporarily mute.
