Letters Unwritten
3rd Chapter
I angrily punched Harry's number into my phone. How dare he? How dare he quit On-
"What up Bitch?" He said casually.
"Harry, are you a horrible detective?" I asked him.
"No why?"
"Because you're being really clueless. Why did you quit One Direction?"
"I felt like it," I know he's smirking right now, I could feel it through the phone. I'm talented. I breathed heavily.
"Why do you care?" He sounded annoyed.
"Becauuuuse, 1. My fiance is in that band, and 2. You're the only one who can hit certain notes perfectly,"
"So you think I'm perfect?" He smirked again.
"No, I, buh, I think, UGHHHHH!!!" Now I'm annoyed, I hate when people challenge me like that, especially when HE does it. That little lying, back-stabbing, band-quitting, bratty little BITCH!!!
"I know, you don't have to say it. I'm perfect." He boasted.
"In what world?" I rolled my eyes.
"In the world of directioners," He snapped back.
"Whatever. You know what? You don't need Noel, I know who your true love is,"
"You?"
"Nope,"
"Who?"
"Look in the mirror," I said.
"Well I would if Zayn didn't hog it all the time," He said loudly, obviously trying to get Zayn's attention.
"Hog what?" I heard Zayn say, I smiled. Zayn is such a sweetheart.
"Lexi?" Louis asked from beside me.
"What?" I answered.
"I said: I would if Zayn didn't hog it all the time," Harry said inside the phone, I hung up.
"I'm hungry, we didn't have breakfast this morning," He whined.
"We can have ceasar salad from Nando's," I suggested.
"You had that last night"
"But it was so damn good!" I made a pouty face.
"Fine, but I'm getting a burger," He said.
"OK?" "I don't care," I said, starting to walk to our car. Louis followed.
"I agree with you," I said.
"Huh?" He asked really confused. We were outside now.
"That Harry is dead to me," I said just as plainly as he had said it.
"So Harry is dead to the both of you?" Said a papparazzi who came out of nowhere.
"Crap," Louis muttered.
"Lexi, are you pregnant?" Another one asked.
"Who's the father?"
"Sexy Lexi, over here!!!"
I didn't look at any cameras, I didn't answer any questions. Paul would be proud of me if he saw me right now. Louis just pushed past the paps, and opened the car door for me. He quickly ran to the other side and sat in his seat. I can't imagine what life is going to be like once me and Lou are married. That should be interesting.
"What up Bitch?" He said casually.
"Harry, are you a horrible detective?" I asked him.
"No why?"
"Because you're being really clueless. Why did you quit One Direction?"
"I felt like it," I know he's smirking right now, I could feel it through the phone. I'm talented. I breathed heavily.
"Why do you care?" He sounded annoyed.
"Becauuuuse, 1. My fiance is in that band, and 2. You're the only one who can hit certain notes perfectly,"
"So you think I'm perfect?" He smirked again.
"No, I, buh, I think, UGHHHHH!!!" Now I'm annoyed, I hate when people challenge me like that, especially when HE does it. That little lying, back-stabbing, band-quitting, bratty little BITCH!!!
"I know, you don't have to say it. I'm perfect." He boasted.
"In what world?" I rolled my eyes.
"In the world of directioners," He snapped back.
"Whatever. You know what? You don't need Noel, I know who your true love is,"
"You?"
"Nope,"
"Who?"
"Look in the mirror," I said.
"Well I would if Zayn didn't hog it all the time," He said loudly, obviously trying to get Zayn's attention.
"Hog what?" I heard Zayn say, I smiled. Zayn is such a sweetheart.
"Lexi?" Louis asked from beside me.
"What?" I answered.
"I said: I would if Zayn didn't hog it all the time," Harry said inside the phone, I hung up.
"I'm hungry, we didn't have breakfast this morning," He whined.
"We can have ceasar salad from Nando's," I suggested.
"You had that last night"
"But it was so damn good!" I made a pouty face.
"Fine, but I'm getting a burger," He said.
"OK?" "I don't care," I said, starting to walk to our car. Louis followed.
"I agree with you," I said.
"Huh?" He asked really confused. We were outside now.
"That Harry is dead to me," I said just as plainly as he had said it.
"So Harry is dead to the both of you?" Said a papparazzi who came out of nowhere.
"Crap," Louis muttered.
"Lexi, are you pregnant?" Another one asked.
"Who's the father?"
"Sexy Lexi, over here!!!"
I didn't look at any cameras, I didn't answer any questions. Paul would be proud of me if he saw me right now. Louis just pushed past the paps, and opened the car door for me. He quickly ran to the other side and sat in his seat. I can't imagine what life is going to be like once me and Lou are married. That should be interesting.
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