[Harry]

I am laying in bed, thinking about everything that has happened in the past few days, when my phone buzzes.

---Texts messaging---

Freckles 💙: Hi!

Dimples 💚: Hi Lou!

Freckles 💙: What are you doing love?

Dimples 💚: just laying in bed. You?

Freckles 💙: was working out. Will take a shower now

Dimples 💚: can i get a pic

Freckles 💙: horny are we?

Dimples 💚: maybe...

Freckles 💙: alright babe.

Dimples 💚: 😄

Freckles 💙: *photo*

Dimples 💚: HOLY SHIT

Freckles 💙: You like that??

Dimples 💚: quite enough to let you fuck me... Daddy

Dimples 💚: I'm jacking off

Freckles 💙 : You made me hard babe. I need a pic to jack off to as well.

Dimples 💚: ummmm.... Okay

Dimples 💚:

Freckles 💙: Fuck.

Freckles 💙: the curves

Freckles 💙: the ass

Dimples 💚: you liked it?

Freckles 💙: quite enough to destroy the pretty little ass of you.

Freckles 💙: gtg babe. Talk to you later dimples😘💚

Dimples 💚: 😋😘💙

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[Louis]

After the shower, I get downstairs as one of my maids informed me that my Mum, Johannah, is here and the dinner is ready. I haven't met Mum in a while and I've missed her, hence the excitement and desperation I'm feeling while skipping down the stairs.

Well, our Mum doesn't live here, in Holmes Chapel. She lives in Doncaster with Daisy and Phoebe, safe and away from dad's dark World. Whereas Andrea, Lottie, Fizzy and I had decided to follow our father's footsteps And after him, I'll be ruling over this empire, 'White Snakes'. Like a King.

I walk over to the dining table where everyone of my family is already present. So I go to my mum and hug her as tight as possible.

"Hey, mum! How are you? I missed you so much." I says softly, feeling soft at my mother's touch that I felt after so long.

"I'm fine and I missed you too, boobear." She kisses my cheek before I sit down on a empty chair at the dining table and nod at my dad who smiles at me.

"Ah son! I forgot to ask you, how are things going with the lawyers' kid? What's his name...?" He asks doubtfully.

"Harry." I say and I swear my heart skipped a beat at the name. I'm smitten, Los help me.

"The boy from the club last night?" Lottie asks, surprised and shocked.

"Harry... Smiles?" Andrea asks munching on her fried chicken.

"Styles." Dad corrects, "Funny how you got that wrong." He let out a low laugh, him being the only person to understand that joke and find it funny.

"It's going good, Dad. I'm his friend now. I even went to his house and and also met Anne and Desmond. They research about us a lot, by the way. Remember those nine people I shot last week? Anne was asking me about it when I told her lives on the same street. More like interrogating." I gave him the details.

He nods and suddenly my phone starts ringing. Not mine actually, but William's. I pick up the ugly looking Nokia, I don't even know what model. I look at the caller's ID and then at my Dad.

"It's Harry." I announce, biting my lip a little.

"Put it on speaker." He orders and I do as told.

"Hi, Haz!" I say in the small, shy voice I use for William.

"Hey, Will! Will you spend the Sunday with me tomorrow. I will love it if you will. So, will you, Will?" He says followed by a giggle. I bite my lip, trying not to show any fond in front of my dad

"That's not fair Hazzabear. You're mocking me." I say and Phoebe giggles at the nickname but Fizzy slaps a hand on her mouth.

"Aww I'm so sowwy, my wittle Boobear."  Would I sound crazy if I say I can actually hear him pout?

"It's okay, Hazzy. I'll be there tomorrow." I promise and see Dad nodding at me in approval.

"Great! You can bring Zayn as well."

"No way!" I slam my fist on the table.

I know Zayn is my best friend and all that, but I won't risk it when I know he's attracted to Harry. I can't let him get his hands on my baby and I really don't want to kill my childhood friend. So nope. No chance. No fooking way!

"Uh... I mean.. I can ask him, but I don't think he would come." I try to reason.

"Oh, okay. But you're coming right?"

"Yeah yeah. I'll be there."

"Okay. See you tomorrow then. Bye, Boo."

"Bye, Haz." I hang up. When I look up all the ladies are looking at me. I raise an eyebrow and so many questions are thrown at me like bricks.

"Why did he call you boobear?"

"You told him your real nickname?"

"You let him call you boobear?"

"Didn't you tell us only mum was allowed to call you that?"

"You don't stop him by saying he's not your mum?"

"If your sisters aren't allowed to call you that, then why is he?"

"Why do you scold us then?"

"Do you not love us but him?"

"GIRLS!" Dad screams at the top of his lungs. The ladies shut up until Dad finishes his food and get up off the chair to leave. "Good going with the kid, son. Keep going." He says before leaving the room.

"We're not talking to you." Daisy says with crossed arms. "Yeah. We're mad!" Phoebe follows. Both the girls walk up to their rooms with a pout on their cute, baby faces.

"I think you'll just have to talk to them." Mum says with a smile and I nod. "And me. I would really love to know about this boy who's so special that he's allowed to call you by a nickname that even your sisters aren't." She smirks. I groan, but nod anyway.

Never argue with your Mum. It's like a game that you're destined to lose.

"Lou, forget about the bullshit Dad wants you to do and tell me, you like Harry, don't you?" Andrea says.

"Do you seriously, genuinely think that I would fall for a guy I'm supposed to spy on? Bullshit!" I say, looking away from the girl.

"Is he cute?" Fizzy asks.

"Cute? He's fucking gorgeous! So handsome, hot, soooo sexy-"

"Shut up, Lottie. Remember it's Harry you're talking about." I say angrily, shutting my sister up. Why is everyone around me thirsting over my boy again?

I have anger issues and everyone knows about it. I have a slight 'Intermittent explosive disorder'. I started taking medications for it on time and now it's very slight. But It's still there.

But this is Lottie I'm talking to. She doesn't gives a flying fuck.

"Exactly. It's Harry I'm talking about whom you're supposed to spy and not fall for, right?" She smirks and I curse under my breath.

"Your possessiveness for Harry is showing, Lou." Andy teases, making me slightly blush, but I try to cover it up with a scoff.

"I'm not-"

"Oh come on, Lou! You think we didn't noticed the way you got angry when I was flirting with him last night?" Lottie asks.

"You even called her a bitch this morning saying she was flirting with your boy." Fizzy adds.

"And you think I don't know why you don't want Zayn to go to his house tomorrow?" Lottie says and sighs. "I know Zayn and Harry find each other attractive. I've seen them flirting in your Instagram comments."

"You are jealouis when anyone tries to come closer to him, Lou." Andy says. "That's possessiveness. Just think about it babe." She kisses my cheek and leaves the room.

"Get your shit together, brother." Lottie say and kisses my forehead before leaving.

"And if you don't get it together, will you set me up with him?" Fizzy asks and giggles when I glare at her.

She kisses my nose and leaves as well, leaving me alone to be eaten up by my thoughts of a green eyed boy with dimples.

Damn you, Harry!

For being so beautiful!