Chapter 10
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Chapter 10 - Narrator
“Explain yourself, mister,” Harry turned on the light next to him.
“Hush, dude,” Tom lowered his voice to avoid waking Dougie or Danny.
“Bloody hell Tom, quit avoiding the question,” the veins on Harry’s forehead were popping out, making him look like a constipated flamingo.
“What flew up your ass?” Tom made his way to his bed forgetting how ridiculous Harry was acting. “Harriet, did you stick your tampon in the wrong hole?” he smirked lying onto his comfy bed that made him feel like a king. The polyester blanket felt nice between his fingers, making him wish Giovanna was in bed next to him.
The veins on Harry’s head began to pop out more, turning his constipated flamingo look into a statue with a hemorrhoid look. His fists crumbled in a tight ball of anger, eyes glaring with madness, Harry roared “FUCKITY, FUCK, FUCK! WHERE THE FUCKING HELL IN THE FUCK WHERE THE FUCK WHERE YOU FUCKING FUCK?!”
“Gahh, whaa?” a very tired Dougie awoke from his peaceful sleep.
“Bloody hell, what’s going on?” Danny sat up with a woozyiness in his head, so he lay back down with a grown. Tom just looked at Harry, not knowing what to do.
“Get over self, man.”
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That night neither Harry nor Tom could sleep but neither dared to show it to the other one. Tom lay on his stomach looking out of the crack between the wall and the curtains looking down at the swinging London town, pondering why the boys weren’t down there. Their tour had been much fun, meeting and playing for the fans, getting drunk, parties and having sex, yet since they got off tour it’s been drama and boring. None of them had gotten laid, (minus Danny, but his pity sex didn’t truly count), none had gotten drunk or went to a party. Whether they were willing to agree or not, the best thing that has happened since the tour ended was meeting Kelly, but even she was not that great compared to their 3 month long party.
Harry lay on his back with his left arm up above him playing with the head board. His body and mind were still filled with hatred thoughts of Tom and where he was that night. Why wouldn’t Tom tell him? Was he with Kelly? What was he doing with Kelly? Didn’t Tom remember that they decided to hate Kelly for ditching them? Did Tom secretly hate him? Did he possibly want Kelly? He also thought about what Vivian had told him. Was Ashley really there? Would Vivian tell her what happened? Did he really even like Ashley? What would Ashley do if she found he was flirting with another girl? Did he still like Kelly? How come Ashley hadn’t come to see him? Why did they have to meet Kelly? Why was she so irresistible? With that last question running through his mind, he remembered when Kelly had let him listen to a song she recorded on “Making the Band” that was ironically a cover of Jessica Simpson’s irresistible. Why was she so irresistible?
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Considering Harry lay awake all night, he got up around seven and called his girlfriend Ashley. “Hey, love,” Harry said in his happiest voice that he could for it being early morning.
“Aw, babe, it’s early,” Ashley whined in yawning giggle.
“I love you,” Harry cooed.
“I, uh, Harry..” she softly spoke with sadness in her tone. Harry’s heart skipped a beat. Oh-no she knows, he thought to himself. “I don’t love you.”
“What?!” Harry said louder than expected. He checked out side the bathroom to see if he woke any of the boys, Tom rolled over and he rolled his eyes.
“Kidding,” she giggled in a loving tone. “I love you, Harry Judd.” Smiles formed on both their faces. Suddenly, Harry’s thoughts of Kelly being irresistible drifted away and his feelings for Ashley returned and took full power. It had been almost 2 months since he last saw her; he then blamed his feelings on hormones and convinced himself that Kelly had been putting the moves on him, meaning he never did really like her in any shape, way or form.
“I knew you were,” Harry faked that he knew that she was kidding. “You mean the world to me.”