***Harry’s Point of View***
I was in my room moving my things. Louis and I were staying in Ryan's room. There was only two beds in Ryan's room and four beds in the guest room where Liam, Niall, and Zayn were staying. Louis said he would move rooms and bunk with the other lads since Ryan and I are cousins after all. It all just makes sense in the end. I was now organizing my things so they weren't a complete mess like they have been the past few weeks.
A knock sounded on the door. "Come in," I call in response. Ryan entered and pulled himself up so he was sitting on the top bunk with his legs hanging off the edge. "What's up?" I ask, refolding my clothes and neatly placing them back in the drawer.
"Not much. What's up with you and Natalie?" he asks, getting right to the point.
"She hasn't told you?" I was surprised. From what I understand, she and Ryan are close.
"She has, but she still seems unhappy. And I can't figure out why. So maybe you can help me out."
"She hates how Luke doesn't believe us. That might be a part in it. She hates that he's trying to make her jealous. Oh, and she probably hates that she has to fake date me." I turn away so he couldn't see my face as I said this.
"I doubt it. Anyways, I actually came up here to bother you about being an ass to Natalie in the beginning of the summer," he says. I turn around and see him staring at me with a serious look. "But you don't seem to be so bad anymore."
I smile. "We've had our agreements."
"Right. I can sort of see that. You know, the way your pretending to be in love."
I didn't know what to say to this, so instead I just kept quiet and continued with what I was doing.
"That's not easy to do," he adds.
"What?"
"To pretend to love someone. It's not easy. That's why actors get paid so much. They have to pretend to love someone they don't. No offense, but I've seen you act before."
"So?"
"You're a terrible actor, Haz. Natalie's not much better. If anyone's believing your little fake relationship then there's got to be something more involved than just acting." He smirks at me.
"What are you getting at? Just say it."
"I think that you’re not just pretending to like Natalie. That's all I have to say," he says, holding his hands up in surrender and hopping off the bed. He kept smirking as he left the room. I stood there unable to process his words.
***Luke’s Point of View***
"You have a weird TV. What channel are the Kardashians on?" Mallory asks in her clueless voice. I roll my eyes.
"I don't know."
Why must she be so annoying, yet so hot?
The doorbell rang. "I'll get it," I say, moving Mallory from my lap and groaning as I rise from my comfortable seat on the couch. I pull open the front door and see....Ryan? "Um, hey?"
"Luke. Can we talk?" he asks, pulling me outside with him. I stumble, but regain my balance.
"Um, sure..." I shut the door behind me. "Whats-"
"Who the hell do you think you are?"
I put my hands up in surrender. "Whoa, man. Calm down."
"You go around hitting my cousin? Almost punching my sister? Explain." He crosses his arms, waiting with an angry look on his face.
"Your 'sister' isn't even your sister, so don't start that shit. Second, she deserved it. It's not my fault that curly haired bitch came and got in the way like the idiot he is," I scoff. "Don't tell me you're gonna go all protective-big-brother on me now, are you?"
He balls up his fists. "Leave my family alone. I'm serious." He pushes past me and storms back to his own house. Wow. I used to think Ryan was cool. I sure was wrong.
Why should I listen to him?
***Natalie’s Point of View***
I heard the front door slam roughly. Meg and I exchanged a look before walking out to the living room. Ryan was there looking pissed off.
"Ry, you okay?" I ask, stepping closer to him.
"I'm fine."
"You're also lying," Meg points out. He shoots her a look.
"It's Luke. I don't want you talking to him, got it?" he says, looking between the two of us. I nod and Meg bites her lip. "I mean you too, Megan. Seriously. I don't want him to hurt you guys."
She sighs. "Okay," she gives in and rolls her eyes. He hugs both of us.
"Thank you."
At least no one got punched.
AUTHORS NOTE
this chapter actually really sucks XD and its really short. im sorry. really im like stressed for time and i wanted to update so i did (x but the quality isnt the best. what do you think though? ive become obsessed with writing this story XD i love to write so much and im online like wayyy more than i should be lol sorry if i dont update as often because my grades are slipping a bit. I need to get focused on school but i promise as soon as i get them suckers back up to all A's like before then ill update more often(; just bear with me. im only at B- right now so it shouldnt take too long to fix things. remember, i love you poptarts<333 thank you so much! byee