Midnight Memories

Ella's pov

*the next morning *

I open my eyes to a rather odd sight. Gemma was stumbling in, holding her high heals and tip toeing as she gently closed the door.
"Gemma..." I started, glancing at the clock. "you have to be fucking kidding me." I moaned, throwing a pillow at her. "Five am".
She nodded and fell back on the bed, sleeping peacefully the moment she hit the sheets.

I was in an uncomfortable state, Gemma was curled up and stole my covers. "Ugh!" I growled, stomping downstairs to the living room. Time for Netflix and Doctor Who. Call me a nerd, but I love it. I just started and am at doctor ten, David Tennant.

"Oi, why the hell are you up?" I whip my head around to see Louis.
"Gemma woke me up." I tried to keep whatever suspicion about her late night dissolve behind my answer.

Louis lays down lazily beside me and moans, "I'm not doing anything today."
I smiled, "can join you in the nothingness?"
He nods, "all day."
"all day" I confirm with a blissful smile.


At least, that's what I hoped today would be like. But no, right once I walked down the hall to take a shower, Harry opened his bedroom door. He had only a pair of boxers on with his hair tossed in every direction and a towel in his hand.

"Oh... Are you taking a sho-"
"yeah, but you can." He says. His hand rubs his eyes as he leans on the wall.

"You know what, you go ahead, I'm going to go get some breakfast, I have a feeling the boys are coming today."
he stops me, "actually, no. Niall's coming, but Liam says he's meeting some friends and will be gone all day, Zayns off with Perrie. So, breakfast, mind if I join? Thanks, let me get dressed."
I tried to open my mouth to testify but I really didn't want to.

I quickly got dressed, brushed my teeth and met Harry, who had postponed his shower to after our breakfast run.
I however, was happily greeted with a heavy pour of rain, my favorite kind of weather. And though raining, also humid.

So I quickly got dressed in white shorts, a tank top and a thin, blue hoodie. As I slid on my converses met Harry in his car.

"where are we going?" He asked.
"Mcdonalds, I hate everything there except for breakfast.... And maybe the chicken nuggets. And just so I know it's planned, I want the bacon, egg and cheese mcgriddle. What abhor you?" he looked stunned for a moment.
i like planning. It calms me. Though, I was talking fast, so I probably didn't seem calm.
"same." He smiled.

once we had got there I ordered and found us a spot, right in front of the indoor playground.


Silence. It filled our table. Even if everyone else was talking, we were engulfed in a silence that was anything but calming.
Harry kept glancing at me, but I was looking away.

And with my luck, looking away meant looking at something else. That someone thing else, being someone else. And that someone else was eyeing me like I was a meal.
"Ella. Baby."

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