"LOUIS HURRY UP!" Harry screamed
We'd just come back from a concert and I was exhausted. I wanted to go to bed, sleep and watch Zara dance.
"Hurry styles" I snapped trying to get him to speed up... I failed
"I want to see her too" Harry's eyes give a glint mischief
"See who?" I played dumb
"The desirable" he smirked
"Who?" I asked innocently
"Oh please" he folded his arms "I saw her leave at 3 o'clock"
"It's two" I stated
"This morning" he continued
How did he find out about Zara?
"Please can I see her dance?" He makes puppy eyes "I swear, I won't tell a soul"
I looked round to make sure we're alone
"Come inside" I say quickly
Harry follows me inside and I throw my keys onto the table and Louis sits on the black leather couch with his hands together between his legs
"How did you find out about Zara?" I asked
"She has a name?" Louis looked shocked
"Yes she does" I snapped "now tell me-"
"Like I said I saw her leave your place this morning at 3" he cut me off
"Why were you up at 3 in the morning?" I questioned
"Because I was" he narrowed his eyes "so can I see this 'Zara' girl or not?"
"Go sleep in the bedroom" I sigh
"Is she here?" He questions
I shake my head and pick him off up the couch. I throw him onto the bed and he lies still... He looked dead. Today would be interesting... Especially with Louis here
