It had been a week since Harry had stormed out on Sophie.

He didn't answer his calls, when she tried calling the boys, they would either lie and say they hadn't seen him, even though she could hear him in the background, or they just wouldn't pick up at all.
She struggled to see why Harry was avoiding her. It was a tiny little arguement, but when that sentence left his mouth, it just began to replay again and again in her head, and she was beginging to think he really did mean it.

Was there someone else? Or was he just in a strop?

She had enough. She didn't like playing mind games. Sophie grabbed a knitted cardigan, her keys and brown leather bag. She was going to find him. Sophie locked the door behind her and stormed out of the building.

Firstly, it would be Louis'.

She fixed her hair.



She knocked on the door and paced up and down before Louis appeared. As he saw the stressed young girl he almost closed the door on her but Sophie's foot stopped the door just in time.

''Look Louis, I really don't like using this tone with you but to be honest I've really had enough and you did just try to close this door in my face so you know. Where is Harry?'' She said the last bit slower than the rest.

''Hold on.''

He left the doorway and headed down the hallway.

There was a slight comotion in the hallway before Louis reappeared.

''Sorry,love.'' He just shook his head and I knew what he meant.

''Can you just ask him something for me?''

''Sure, what is it?''