“All I'm saying is, who leaves the country and doesn't bring their cell phone?” Harry argues.
“And I told you, I was in a hurry and left it on the charger,” I argue back.
“Why didn't you turn around and get it?”
“I. Was. In. A. Hurry.” I say slowly.
“You two stop arguing,” Louis scolds.
“One more question, why did you even come to London?” Harry turns to ask me.
“Louis and Liam asked me to. You know, just cause we aren't friends, doesn't mean I'm not friends with the other boys,” I calmly answer.
“Ouch, that one hurt,” Harry says grasping his chest.
“What are you going to do about your phone?” Zayn shakes his head at Harry.
“My mom is sending it over. It should be here in a week.”
“Speaking of things that are happening in a week,” Liam buts in, “they are filming 'Uglies' here in a week and they are looking for a Tally. I think you would make a great Tally,” Liam says handing me a flier.
“Thanks. I always thought the same thing,” I say checking out the flier.
“Who's Tally?” Niall asks shoving a chip in his mouth.
“I don't know, apparently some forgetful little tramp,” Harry says giving me the death stare.
“How did I get this name,” I say putting my hand on my waist, “when you are the one going around sleeping with random fans you don't even know.”
“Burn!!!” Zayn yells from behind Liam.
“I do know who they are,” Harry tries to defend himself.
“Really? Then what's the girl's name you were just caking with when I got off the plane?”
“Shelby,” he says proudly.
“No, her name was Chasity. I met her last time I was here,” I say proudly.
“Ooo double burn,” Niall says eating his chips like he was watching a horror film.
I smile at my accomplishment. Harry's face is red with embarrassment. I grab my bags and continue walking through the air port. “At least I didn't make-out with Justin Bieber, even though he has a girlfriend!” I hear Harry yell.
I turn around with a smile on my face. “At least I know his name.”
Louis laughs and runs after me. “You two sound like an old married couple.”
“Well, if that's the case,” I smile and yell without looking back, “Harry, that girl your making-out with right now, name is Lily!”
“What's your name?” I hear Harry whisper.
Louis stops and turns around. “How did you know he was making-out with someone?”
“Mirror,” I say pointing up, “Shh, let's keep this a secret.”
“Harry, that girl your making-out with right now, name is Lily!”
“What's your name?” I whisper.
“Lily,” the girl giggles.
“Damn it!” I stomp, “Well, Lily, I got to go. I'll text you later.”
I shove my hands in my pockets and walk away from her. “Don't you need my number to text me?” she yells.
“Hey, Liam!” I yell trying to escape the girl. He stops and waits for me. “Claire!” I yell.
“I'm busy!” she yells back.
“Well, I hope you're not too busy to fix your shorts!” I watch her turn to check out her shorts. Her left short had been tucked under itself showing her underwear. I watch her face beam red. I smile with pride. “Nice polka-dot underwear!” I yell after her. I can tell I hit a nerve by the amount of time she held her middle finger back to me.
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