I woke up to Harry's phone blaring on the right side of me. Harry was missing, thank God, it was slightly awkward being in a relationship with a guy I met not even a week ago. It's been four days, and it's really weird with the both of them. Harry and Louis I mean. They're always gone in the morning, and haven't showed up to school, thank God it's Friday.

I grabbed my phone, clicking the bright green Answer Call button and pressed it to my ear as I shoved the duvets off me and swing my feet over the side of the bed. "Hello?" I asked into the phone, it had been a blocked number.

"Is this Harry?" A feminine voice asked as I stood up. Um..

Don't lie Cecelia, "No this isn't. This is his girlfriend. And who might this be?"

The voice sounded slightly like Harry's just a lot more feminine so hopefully it was a family member. Although it wouldn't hurt much if he was cheating. It really wouldn't surprise me. "It's Gemma, his sister, he has a new job for later."

Job? Harry never told me he had a job, maybe he shared it with Louis. "What job? Harry never mentioned a job before?" I walked over to he and I's shared dresser and pulled open the third drawer, picking out a plain blue tank top. We didn't have school this Friday so I was planning on a lazy day.

The girl, or Gemma, on the other side seemed to hesitate in answering, but she cleared her throat and did. "When he finishes the one he's working on now, he's suppose to take out-" Before she could finish the bedroom door opened and Harry walked inside. Wet curls stuck to his forehead as he walked in, just in a towel.

"Why are you on my phone, Ce?" He asked, no anger in his voice, he just seemed.. bored.

"This Gemma girl called, said you had a new job until you finish the one you're working on now?" It was more of a question than a statement because he'd never explained it to me. But all he did was take a hand through his dripping wet curls and take the phone from me. Quickly. Maybe too quickly. "Harry, what's-" Before I could finish he was out of the room, in the hall most likely.

With a sigh I decided I'd talk to him later about it. Maybe it's not that important. I grabbed a pair of grey sweatpants and changed quickly, throwing Harry's shirt back on top of the dresser and walked toward my mirror. I brushed through my hair, and pulled it back in a sock bun before leaving the room. Harry wasn't in the hall. Or the living room. But he was in the kitchen. Pacing back and forth in a pair of boxers now. He was whispering quietly into his phone until I walked in.

"I have to go," he stated quickly, "Cecelia's here," then he hung up, shoving the phone on the counter. He came forward, wrapping his strong arms around my waist and pulling me into his bare chest. "Morning babe," he smiled at me, his left dimple popping out.

I crossed my arms over my chest, increasing the distance between us. "Why are you suddenly being so distant and.. secretive?" I turned my head before he could kiss me and his lips came in contact with my cheek. Harry groaned and pulled back, so I faced him.

"I'm sorry. It's not really important though," oh really Harry, that the best you got?

I decided to just push it aside and let him tell me when he's ready. I sighed. "Okay Haz. Where's Louis?" Before he answered he crashed his lips on mine, pulling me as close as possible. I wrapped my arms around his neck kissing him back.

"I'm right here, and stop kissing in the kitchen, you might poison the food and just everything." I pulled back from Harry and turned around in his arms, seeing Louis in basketball shorts and a white tank top.

Then Shelby walked in.

Honestly I had no idea why she was staying with us, except for the fact she could never keep her hands off Louis or Harry, and never spoke a word to me besides 'goodbye' 'hello' and 'morning'. "Morning," she said, yawning.

I nodded to her before turning my head and pecking Harry's lips. "Can we have a lazy day?" I asked as Louis walked around us to the fridge.

Harry sighed, shaking his head and moving side to side slowly with me, weirdo. "Sorry babe, I can't. I'm meeting up with some old friends." He kissed my cheek and smiled innocently at me. "Some other time?" I sighed and nodded. "Have a day in with Shelby?" Before I could answer he let go of me and left the room, Shelby's wandering gaze watching him as he walked down the hall in just boxers.

"Eyes off my boyfriend," I snapped, finally showing her I was sick of it. She snickered, filling a bowl with cereal.

"Despite Harry's lovely suggestion that we should spend a day together, I'm going shopping with Perrie and Eleanor today," her eyes flickered to Louis who merely sighed as she left the room. "Slut!" I snapped under my breath, causing Louis to laugh.

"Well, I'll still be here, we could have a lazy day?" Louis asked as I made toast. "Plus I still need to see that painting of my tattoo." He wiggled his eyebrows at me, and smirked. I sighed.

"Fine, but only because it's a last resort!" I called after him as he left the kitchen, jogging up the stairs. Great, I was spending a day with Louis. Alone. Maybe I could get some answers from him about Harry's job. They are best friends. I shrugged, biting into my toast. Maybe..