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Chapter 5

I just want to make it clear that HARRY AND MARCEL ARE NOT THE SAME PERSON.

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Chapter 5 

{Lucy} 

"Wake up! Wake up! "I hear a female voice and my bed moves. 

Someone starts jumping and suddenly my sheets are snatched away. I groan and open my eyes sleepily. 

"Tell me everything!" Cassie screams excited lying next to me. 

"What time is it?" I rub my eyes, rising from the bed. 

"Almost noon, I'm surprised to see you still sleeping." 

I head to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth. 

"How was the way back home? What did you do? "She asks excitedly, following me into the bathroom. 

I brush my teeth quietly and once I finish I turn to see my friend. 

"We will have breakfast and I'll tell you." Cassie nods and both of us go down into the dining room. 

"Good morning, Lucy." Nora, the maid of the house, says when we enter the dining room. 

"Hi Nora." We say in consonance while we take a seat. Nora serves fried eggs and then leaves the room. 

There are still some toast, coffee and biscuits, so we build a small breakfast. 

  "Hey loser." Madison greets me when she enters the room. 

"I forgot to tell you that she had arrived." Cassie whispers to me. 

"Hi Madison, how was your trip?" I ask politely. The blonde just nods and sits to eat a piece of toast. 

"Now tell me" Cassie pleads distressed. 

I roll my eyes. "Well, it wasn’t interesting at all, we didn’t speak too much, I was very nervous and—" 

"It's because you like him!" Cassie applauds excitedly. 

"Do you like someone? And who was the idiot who brought you home? "Madison asks retaining a smile. 

I understand her attitude; she can't believe it and, if I was her, I wouldn't believe it either. 

"Harry Styles!" Cassie says raising an eyebrow at Madison. 

My sister chokes with the juice and looks at me with eyes open. “You're lying." 

"It's true." Cassie responds. "You can ask anyone who was at the Caddie’s party yesterday." 

"You went to a party, nerd?" Madison laughs. "I’m impressed; it looks like you're finally growing up." 

"Ignore your sister and tell me." Cassie encourages me with a big smile. 

"He brought me home, we chatted a bit and he left." I shrug. 

I prefer to avoid the part where Harry came into my house and laid on my couch, when he approached me or the awful way he treated me. Basically, I avoid everything. 

"I think he likes you." Cassie smile. 

"Oh, please, don’t be stupid. Why would Harry Styles like Lucy? "She laughs. 

"Stop it." Cassie complains. 

"No, she's right." I shrug. 

"Oh, Lucy, that's enough, why do you have to hear her?" Cassie leaves her toast on the plate.