Lost In The Music
Chapter Eleven
*Harry's P.O.V*
I was creaming Zayn in the last round when Niall came running in. His footsteps sounded like thunder in the big room.
"What's wrong? You look like all the food in the house is gone," Louis joked, his blue eyes glued to the screen.
"Whatever Lou! Look guys, I was going to the den to get more batteries, and when I walked by the kitchen, Savannah was standing there crying. Riley was there hugging her, and when they saw me, Riley took her somewhere outside." My eyes widened. Was she hurt? I started to get up when Liam stopped me.
"I don't think that's the best idea Haz," he quietly said. "She's probably going through something traumatic, so give her some space." Sighing, I reluctantly sat back down. They were gone for what seemed like hours, and I was getting worried. It was almost nine, and they still weren't back. I cornered Niall in the kitchen as he was getting Zayn some chips.
"Hey Ni? What was Savannah talking about when you were there?" I asked. He made a weird face, and tapped a finger to his chin.
"Something along the lines of 'Every time I think about him, the hole in my heart grows' or something like that," he shrugged and went back to the game room. Every time she thinks about who? A brother, her cousin, her dad? The back door closed, making me jump. Riley and Savannah were standing there, and Savannah's face looked calm and cool. She gave me a weak smile before going to the game room.
"What happened?" I asked.
"Like I said before, it's not my place to tell, but when she wants to, I will," Riley firmly answered before following Savannah. I sighed, and went back there too. The girls were just sitting on a couch, and the boys were on the remaining ones. I joined Savannah and looked at her expectantly.
"So, what happened and where were you guys? Harry was worried sick about you. He was staring out the window every 5 seconds," Louis spoke up. The girls exchanged glances before Savannah responded.
"Look, it's a long story, and I just got over this literally 5 minutes ago. As for that question, we were outside in this really pretty garden with a fountain and a bunch of flowers." I smiled to myself. That was my favorite place in this house; it reminds me of the garden in my childhood home in Cheshire.
"Yeah, that's the best spot out there," I said wistfully.
"I know, it's seems like it's from out of a fairy tale." She sighed. We all sat there in silence, reflecting on childhood memories. Eventually, I broke the silence.
"You don't have to tell us what happened if you don't want to, but just know that all of us are here for you, ok?" She smiled up at me and I started playing with her long hair.
"I'm not up to it now, but when I'm ready, I promise I'll tell you," she said. We all nodded. She stood up.
"Now, why don't we do something fun? I know how to bake chocolate chip cook–" she got cut off by Niall jumping up and screaming.
"FOOOOOOOODDDDD!!!!!" He ran upstairs to the kitchen and we sprinted after him. He started dancing around the kitchen, grabbing some cooking spray, bowls, and a spatula. He shoved them into her hands and continued dancing. She was laughing so hard her face was turning red.
"Ok! Y'all want cookies! But, for me to actually start, you gotta get this crazy boy outta my kitchen!" She playfully whacked him with the spatula. We dragged him to the game room so we can have some real food instead of the gross takeout or room service dessert we get when we're on tour. Ten minutes later, we heard the oven dinging. Niall's head shot up, and he scrambled off the couch. When we caught up to him, Savannah was taking a tray of the most delicious-looking cookies out of the oven and setting it on the granite counter. I didn't even know something so nice could be made inside our oven. All I'd managed to make in it so far was some burnt chicken and a couple of fires. Louis was reaching for a cookie when Savannah slapped his hand away.
"You have to wait for them to cool down! Unless you want a visit to the emergency room," she said, taking the pans to the sink and rinsing them off. I heard multiple groans (mostly from Niall) and Louis pouted. We sat there at the kitchen table, twiddling our thumbs while Riley helped her clean up the kitchen.
"Ok boys! Enjoy!" Savannah finally said with a grand sweep of her arm. Six plates of the freshly-baked cookies were on the counter, and the girls were backed up against the wall, preparing for the attack of the Cookie Monsters. It took all five of us approximately three seconds to each grab a tray of the cookies. Zayn was shoveling some into his mouth while trying to sneak some off Niall's plate, and Niall strongly expressed his disapproval.
He slapped his hand, yelled something like, "Get your own cookies Malik! These are MINE and don't you DARE try and steal them!" and ran to hide behind Savannah. As long as he was being protected by her, he shoved just about the whole plate of cookies into his black hole-like mouth. Liam tiredly told Zayn to eat his own cookies.
"THIEF! THIEF!" Niall shouted, pointing at Zayn. He cockily grinned and ran away with Niall on his heels. I could hear Niall's howls echo through the house. I should probably tell them to stop before the police– CRASH!
"What was that?" I yelled. Both of them cautiously entered the kitchen looking guilty. I eyed them, and both of their hands flew up at the exact same time to point at each other. They instantly began shouting.
"Don't look at me! It was Zayn who pushed me into the–"
"NO, YOU were the one who rammed me into the table, and then–"
"BUT YOU SHOVED ME INTO THE–"
"AND YOU WERE THE ONE THAT SCRATCHED MY–"
"THAT'S BECAUSE YOU BIT MY ARM!"
"YEAH! BECAUSE YOU HIT MY–"
"WELL YOU ALMOST BROKE MY RIB–"
"THAT'S ENOUGH!" Liam's voice rang out. The room immediately became silent.
"One of you, go clean up whatever you broke." He ordered. Zayn nodded and left, grabbing a trash bag. We sat there in a shocked silence until Niall spoke up.
"I'm sorry, Liam," he apologized.
"It's ok Nialler. Just don't go breaking anything else" he said, patting his head. Niall smiled and scurried off to the kitchen in search of any leftover cookies.
Liam flopped onto the couch after getting water, and he joined Louis in watching TV. Savannah was curled up on another couch doing the same, and Zayn was on the recliner texting someone.
"Well, it was nice meeting you guys, but I gotta go now," Riley said, pulling on her jacket.
"Later!" We all chorused.
"See you tomorrow!" Savannah added. Riley grinned and left.
"We'd better start winding down," I yawned. All that shouting really got to me.
I was creaming Zayn in the last round when Niall came running in. His footsteps sounded like thunder in the big room.
"What's wrong? You look like all the food in the house is gone," Louis joked, his blue eyes glued to the screen.
"Whatever Lou! Look guys, I was going to the den to get more batteries, and when I walked by the kitchen, Savannah was standing there crying. Riley was there hugging her, and when they saw me, Riley took her somewhere outside." My eyes widened. Was she hurt? I started to get up when Liam stopped me.
"I don't think that's the best idea Haz," he quietly said. "She's probably going through something traumatic, so give her some space." Sighing, I reluctantly sat back down. They were gone for what seemed like hours, and I was getting worried. It was almost nine, and they still weren't back. I cornered Niall in the kitchen as he was getting Zayn some chips.
"Hey Ni? What was Savannah talking about when you were there?" I asked. He made a weird face, and tapped a finger to his chin.
"Something along the lines of 'Every time I think about him, the hole in my heart grows' or something like that," he shrugged and went back to the game room. Every time she thinks about who? A brother, her cousin, her dad? The back door closed, making me jump. Riley and Savannah were standing there, and Savannah's face looked calm and cool. She gave me a weak smile before going to the game room.
"What happened?" I asked.
"Like I said before, it's not my place to tell, but when she wants to, I will," Riley firmly answered before following Savannah. I sighed, and went back there too. The girls were just sitting on a couch, and the boys were on the remaining ones. I joined Savannah and looked at her expectantly.
"So, what happened and where were you guys? Harry was worried sick about you. He was staring out the window every 5 seconds," Louis spoke up. The girls exchanged glances before Savannah responded.
"Look, it's a long story, and I just got over this literally 5 minutes ago. As for that question, we were outside in this really pretty garden with a fountain and a bunch of flowers." I smiled to myself. That was my favorite place in this house; it reminds me of the garden in my childhood home in Cheshire.
"Yeah, that's the best spot out there," I said wistfully.
"I know, it's seems like it's from out of a fairy tale." She sighed. We all sat there in silence, reflecting on childhood memories. Eventually, I broke the silence.
"You don't have to tell us what happened if you don't want to, but just know that all of us are here for you, ok?" She smiled up at me and I started playing with her long hair.
"I'm not up to it now, but when I'm ready, I promise I'll tell you," she said. We all nodded. She stood up.
"Now, why don't we do something fun? I know how to bake chocolate chip cook–" she got cut off by Niall jumping up and screaming.
"FOOOOOOOODDDDD!!!!!" He ran upstairs to the kitchen and we sprinted after him. He started dancing around the kitchen, grabbing some cooking spray, bowls, and a spatula. He shoved them into her hands and continued dancing. She was laughing so hard her face was turning red.
"Ok! Y'all want cookies! But, for me to actually start, you gotta get this crazy boy outta my kitchen!" She playfully whacked him with the spatula. We dragged him to the game room so we can have some real food instead of the gross takeout or room service dessert we get when we're on tour. Ten minutes later, we heard the oven dinging. Niall's head shot up, and he scrambled off the couch. When we caught up to him, Savannah was taking a tray of the most delicious-looking cookies out of the oven and setting it on the granite counter. I didn't even know something so nice could be made inside our oven. All I'd managed to make in it so far was some burnt chicken and a couple of fires. Louis was reaching for a cookie when Savannah slapped his hand away.
"You have to wait for them to cool down! Unless you want a visit to the emergency room," she said, taking the pans to the sink and rinsing them off. I heard multiple groans (mostly from Niall) and Louis pouted. We sat there at the kitchen table, twiddling our thumbs while Riley helped her clean up the kitchen.
"Ok boys! Enjoy!" Savannah finally said with a grand sweep of her arm. Six plates of the freshly-baked cookies were on the counter, and the girls were backed up against the wall, preparing for the attack of the Cookie Monsters. It took all five of us approximately three seconds to each grab a tray of the cookies. Zayn was shoveling some into his mouth while trying to sneak some off Niall's plate, and Niall strongly expressed his disapproval.
He slapped his hand, yelled something like, "Get your own cookies Malik! These are MINE and don't you DARE try and steal them!" and ran to hide behind Savannah. As long as he was being protected by her, he shoved just about the whole plate of cookies into his black hole-like mouth. Liam tiredly told Zayn to eat his own cookies.
"THIEF! THIEF!" Niall shouted, pointing at Zayn. He cockily grinned and ran away with Niall on his heels. I could hear Niall's howls echo through the house. I should probably tell them to stop before the police– CRASH!
"What was that?" I yelled. Both of them cautiously entered the kitchen looking guilty. I eyed them, and both of their hands flew up at the exact same time to point at each other. They instantly began shouting.
"Don't look at me! It was Zayn who pushed me into the–"
"NO, YOU were the one who rammed me into the table, and then–"
"BUT YOU SHOVED ME INTO THE–"
"AND YOU WERE THE ONE THAT SCRATCHED MY–"
"THAT'S BECAUSE YOU BIT MY ARM!"
"YEAH! BECAUSE YOU HIT MY–"
"WELL YOU ALMOST BROKE MY RIB–"
"THAT'S ENOUGH!" Liam's voice rang out. The room immediately became silent.
"One of you, go clean up whatever you broke." He ordered. Zayn nodded and left, grabbing a trash bag. We sat there in a shocked silence until Niall spoke up.
"I'm sorry, Liam," he apologized.
"It's ok Nialler. Just don't go breaking anything else" he said, patting his head. Niall smiled and scurried off to the kitchen in search of any leftover cookies.
Liam flopped onto the couch after getting water, and he joined Louis in watching TV. Savannah was curled up on another couch doing the same, and Zayn was on the recliner texting someone.
"Well, it was nice meeting you guys, but I gotta go now," Riley said, pulling on her jacket.
"Later!" We all chorused.
"See you tomorrow!" Savannah added. Riley grinned and left.
"We'd better start winding down," I yawned. All that shouting really got to me.
Thank You, I guess. It's not everyday I hear random people say they love me! But seriously, it was no biggie ;)
9/14/13