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Chapter 27 - The Stars Over America

"I'm sorry." I admitted. "I didn't mean to..."

"No, it's fine!" She sighed and looked down. "It's um...I shouldn't have raised my voice. That was stupid. I'm so stupid."

"You're not stupid." She smiled at me. "Are we still live tweeting Doctor Who tonight?"

She reached over the computer and grabbed a fez, placing it on her head. "Of course!" A huge smile spread across her face.

I crawled off my bed and pulled my own fez off the top of the dresser. Normally I had it hid so Louis doesn't steal it or put eggs in it or something random like that but he was too depressed to do anything at the time. It was actually a bit boring around here without his antics. I sat back down on the bed and modeled my own hat.

"Kinky." Emily mocked and I stuck my tongue out at her.

Yes we both ordered matching fez hats.

No that does not mean we're dating.

We just like being little freaks who live tweet new episodes of Doctor Who while we wear our matching Doctor Who apparal as we Skype from 7 thousand miles away.

Wow that sounded better in my head.

Suddenly my door opened, no one knocks anymore...wait, no one ever did to start with.

I panicked and thought about closing my laptop, just a bit embarassed by me and Emily and our Doctor Who erm,...........obsession? It was too late thought. It was just Liam anywho. I don't know who I thought it would be.

"Niall I...oh Jesus, Niall! Not you too?! What anime character are you supposed to be?" Liam cussed and wouldn't make eye contact with me.

"It's not anime, it's Doctor Who! You should know that!" I spun my fez around proudly. Liam shook his head at me.

"Great, we've got Eren the king of the titan slayers in one room and in here is the fez wearing timelord. I'm literally surrounded by geek club."

"Don't mock it till you try it Liam!"

"I'm living the Big Bang Theory...even worse, I'm Penny and that's the creepiest shit ever..." Liam's voice trailed off as he walked away. "Wait a minute, I was going to say something. Oh yes, we found Harry. He's in L.A. He's coming back home."

Harry's POV:

I'm such an idiot. She hates me. She never answered me so she must hate me. I don't even know where she is. I shouldn't have asked her out. That was going too far. I should have just kept it cool. You're Harry Styles, surely you of all people should know how to keep it cool?

I think I sort of became Louis over the past 7 days. I ran away from my problems and retreated to my home in California. That's sort of what Louis did. Except he had a good reason, the person he loved more than anything had died. What's my reasons? Because I can't force a girl to like me back? When did you become so pathetic, Harry...

"Special delivery." A delivery man pounded on the door. This better not be a fan, I'm not in the mood.

I stood up and walked to the door. It was actually a delivery man. I couldn't be more surprised.

I opened the door and took the box from him. "Thank you."

"Sign this, please." He stuck a clipboard in my face and I signed it and handed it back to the boy. He didn't seem to recognize me thankfully.

I set the small box on the counter, sliding Chinese carryout boxes away so I had space to open it. Inside there was a phone. My phone? How did my phone get in here? Oh, that's right I lost it at the bar. God, You're out of it Styles, you've been here for 7 days without your phone and you didn't even think to look for it.