After Louis had went back to the hotel, being only persuade by Harry once Liam and Niall snitched about him not sleepy. Harry was still smiling big as ever, "Are you okay?" Gemma asked from her seat, "I'm fine. Perfect actually. Did you meet Louis?" He says in a happy voice making her frown.

"The help from the hotel?"

"He's more than just "the help". His name is Louis and he's the nicest person ever. Don't be a dick to him, Gemma." He says looking out the window wishing Louis was there and not her. "When are you leaving?"

She frowns, "I was gonna stay with you." Don't get her wrong yes she's a stuck up bitch but she always has a soft spot for her baby brother, she never let's anyone use him or hurt him in anyway. She just thinks Louis is no good without even knowing him but she's wrong like she always seems to be but that doesn't change her.

"I don't need you to stay-"

"But Harry..." She cuts him off, "What if something happens? I wouldn't forgive myself if you was alone again."

"No, you just don't wanna be alone at home." He glares at her, he knows she hates being alone in their big house and always goes to a "friends" when he goes on business trips. After their mom left them at a young age she never liked the feeling of not having anyone even though she had Harry, and their dad but she never trusted him and blamed him for their mom leaving.  She only cares about herself, he thinks.

"That's not true. You really think that?" He nods and she shakes her head, "Well I'll leave if that's what you want..."

He doesn't say anything and looks out the window again so she takes that as her time to leave and she does with a pout.