Louis helps the injured man into the wheelchair once the nurses gives them the okay to leave. Harry groans, hopping to the chair making sure he doesn't hit his broken leg, "You al-alright?"

"I'm fine. I'm fine." He lies, looking at Niall whose holding his arm, "You can let me go."

"Sorry."

"Y-you're clearly n-not f-fine. Maybe you-you should s-stay l-longer." Louis said with worry in his voice, "No. I wanna go home this place is too bright and smells." The short boy giggles, "It d-doesn't s-smell."

"Well it does a little," Liam puts his two cents in, "See."

"W-whatever." He says pushing the chair out of the room, "Get-get his things."

~~

Gemma watches from the door as everyone help her brother into the house. She was still upset with him, about how he treated her in front of Louis so she made no movement to help.

"Welcome home, brother." Harry looks at her and rolls his eyes not responding, "Hi, Gem..." the irish assistant says.

"Niall," She goes back in the house after flicking him off, "What I do?"

"Being associated with us it seems." the brown eyed boy says flopping down on the couch once they're all inside and takes in the posh house, "Damn it's even bigger on the inside."

Niall rolls his eyes, "She needs to stop being a fucking brat. How do you deal with her, Hazza."

"She doesn't act like this when we're alone. I don't know why she does it."

"M-maybe she th-thinks I'll take you-you away..." The young boy whispers as he looks around the large house. Harry looks up and watches him fondly, "Hey?"

"Y-yeah?" he doesn't look at Harry still mesmerized by the interior design and look of the place. "Wanna take me to my room?"

"It's on-on th-this floor, r-right?" He looks down at him even more worried and Harry laughs, "Nope."

"Why is-is th-that funny?"

"Your face." He groans from pain in his side, "Shit."

"S-stop laughing, stupid." Louis whines, "Sorry sorry... I have a elevator."

"You have a elevator?!" Liam shouts.