Lemonade and Club69✔

Chapter.9

Dedicated to kiwismut. I'm not sure if you've read this far buddy but this one's for you ❤❤.

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Harry Styles is the biggest dick I've ever met." Was the first thing I said when I entered my flat.

I was pissed beyond imagining.

"What happened?" Zayn asked me, they were still playing FIFA.

"I'm guessing you weren't sucessful in getting your phone back." Liam commented too before I could reply to Zayn.

I dragged myself to the recliner chair and sat down.

"So I went over and after a struggle with his security idiots, I was let through but I had to sit and watch the whole interview because I was kinda late." I looked at them both to see that I had their full attention.

"And after the interview, I followed him and told him to give it back but he said he couldn't because he was having too much fun with it.
I was furious to the point where I almost hit him but it was in public and he actually rubbed it in my face." I took a deep breath as I recalled how Harry made my blood boil.

I then continued.

"Then after taunting me, he told me that he had left my phone back at his and that he had to go because he was meeting with his mum. So he left and told me that he'd see me tonight." I finished telling them and Zayn looked horrified but Liam seemed unfazed.

"I'm seriously putting a stop to his stupidity. I mean who does he think he is?" He fumed as he took his phone out. At this point I didn't even want to think about anything Harry related so I just let him do what was best for the situation.

Liam, however, thought otherwise as he grabbed Zayn's phone from his hand.

"Give it back Liam." Zayn tried to get his phone but Liam stood up.

"Listen to me." He started, looking between us. " Calling the police on him wont do any good, trust me. He can easily get out of anything and even twist everything if he likes." Liam explained in the most calm way, considering the situation.

"Aren't you even worried he'll do something with your number?" I directed the question to Liam who only shook his head.

"No. I know Harry, if he was up to no good he would have already done it but it's been hours so we're good." He set Zayn's phone down as he answered my question.

"And you know all that by being enemies with him?" Zayn asked and the look on his face said he was just as confused as I was.

"Sort of, yeah." He shrugged.

"And you said he was going to meet his mum?" He asked me to which I nodded.

His jaw hardened and Zayn and I exchanged a glance. It was so strange to see Liam like that.

"Is there a problem, Liam?" I asked cautiously.

"No. It's just... Harry's mum controls so much of his life." He mumbled the last part but I heard it.

"You know her on a personal level?" I asked him again.

"Not anymore." He replied bitterly.

"What does that mean?" Zayn asked.

"She makes me so angry with her controlling, she controls him too much including the friends he can and cannot have." Liam shook his head before he looked at us and changed the subject.

"So what time are you supposed to go to work?" He asked brightly.

I wanted to ask him more but I knew he didn't wanna talk about it anymore so I let him be.