Part Thirty-Five

Harry’s POV

Sophia and I had the perfect plan in place. We’d snuck down to the kitchen’s earlier and grabbed all the sqiurty cream we could find, also we took some syrup we saw, plus some smelly soup that was left over from dinner, and some flour. Oh and also for some reason Sophia took a bag of rice, saying something about pigeons blowing up when they eat rice, and she wanted to try and blow Lauren up, because she was a pigeon face or something… Not really sure, but I’m not going to ask… do I even want to know?

Probably not.

Anyway, we then went back to the supposed girls room, and got Sophia’s random balloons, which we filled up, some with water, some with syrup, some with the smelly soup and some with flour. It took a while but we did it, and we colour coded them so we knew which was which. We then put them all in a giant bag ready for action.

The actual plan was that we charge in the room and squirt them all with cream first then throw the balloons at them, water first, to give them a shower and wash the cream off, then syrup, then the flour so it gets stuck to the syrup and lastly the soup so they smell. Then as an escape plan we throw rice at them all- preferably in the eye area so they can’t see for a few seconds, giving us a head start. We run out the room and we found this room thing on the level below us. It’s a simple room with a bed in and sofa and an old television, it looked pretty abandoned and un-used, because all of the other rooms are modern look as though they’ve just been renovated, but this one looked old and dusty, not that we minded, we just wanted a hide-out. So that’s where we plan on hiding until… probably morning once everyone had calmed down a bit.

We have to get up early though because we’re going Universal Studio’s for the day tomorrow. I set an alarm on my phone and Sophia’s set one on hers. We have this all figured out. Now, time for action. We also cleared the corridor so it was easier to run down; but we moved all the stuff so it was by the door, so when we run, we open the door, leap over the stuff, shut the door and then when they open the door they trip and can’t catch us. Simple pimple.

“You ready?” I asked Sophia.

“Yes Hazza, let’s do this Russell Howard,” She grinned.

“What did you just say?” I asked her. Did she just call me Russell Howard?

“Yes Hazza?” She frowned slightly.

“After that,” I said.

“Let’s do this?” She asked, unsure.

“After that,” I said again.

“Russell Howard,” She asked raising an eyebrow.

“Yes, why did you say ‘let’s do this Russell Howard’?” I asked, probably looking confused, “I’m not Russell Howard.”

“Very well noticed,” She praised me and I laughed.

“So why’d you say it?” I asked again after she didn’t reply.

“Oh right yes, sorry, I challenged myself to say a celebrities name instead of a swears for the next couple days,” She smiled proudly.

“Oh okay, I shall join you on that challenge,” I grinned.

“Yeah buddy,” We high-fived.

“Now, let’s do this Justin Bieber,” I grinned.

“Team Sarry, for the win,” She winked and then we left the room and stepped over our obstacles before walking into the room. No one turned to look at us when we came in, they were now watching Toy Story 2. Sophia had two squirty cream sprays in her hands and I had two as well as the bag of balloons.

“Go,” I whispered and we sprayed the eight of them with cream, they all jumped and screamed loudly, trying to shield themselves from the cream. We threw the empty cans on the floor and began pelting water balloons at them. They continued to scream. We threw syrup filled balloons at them. They continued to scream. We threw flour filled balloons at them. They continued to scream. We threw smelly cold soup filled balloons at them. They continued to scream. Sophia grabbed her rice bag.

“Die pigeonface! Die! Lauren eat the rice! Blow up! Die pigeonface!” She screamed throwing rice at Lauren.

“Ew! That stinks!” Mel shouted, sounding repulsed.

“I’m going to kill you two!” Various people shouted at the same time. That is our cue to leave.

I grabbed Sophia’s hand and she threw the whole bag of rice straight at Lauren’s head, including the bag they were in. We then sprinted out the door and jumped over the obstacles we placed there. We then sprinted to the elevator- we’d cleverly made it stay open by putting a box we’d found in between the doors so the sensor could, well, sense it and the doors wouldn’t shut. As we ran in the elevator I kicked the box in before us before clicking the ‘Floor 17’ button, where our little hide out was.

Before the elevator doors closed I heard a door open, probably ours, then people trip up the obstacles and fall over, groaning. I could just make out Louis face-planting the floor, and Zayn falling on top of him, then Beth flying over them both. Ah, the sound of sweet success. “And that is how you do it,” I grinned as the elevator doors shut.

“Yeah buddy, we are officially the masters of pranks,” Sophia grinned and we high-fived just as the elevator doors opened again to let us out. We walked down the hall until we found the little hide-out room. We walked in and both sat on the sofa; we were silent for a second and then we both just cracked up laughing.

“Did… you… see… their… faces…?” Sophia gasped between laughs.

“I… know… right,” I laughed. Have you ever tried speaking whilst you’re laughing loads? It’s so hard!

Zayn’s POV

We were all sitting watching Toy Story 2, we were meant to be sitting with our new partners, but Mel and I were sat next to each other, cuddling up to each other. My arms were around her waist and her head was resting in the crook of my neck and her legs were pulled up to her chest, so they were rested on my chest. I was leaning against one of the beds. I heard the door open but thought nothing of it because it was probably just Sophia and Harry, they’d left about half way through the first Toy Story.

I did wonder what they went to do, but just ignored it; it’s not like they’d ever cheat on Niall or Lauren, they love them too much. They probably just went to the games room again.

Suddenly, some sort of foam or cream was sprayed in my face. Mel screamed and sat bolt right. Everyone else around us started screaming as well. I could make out Sophia and Harry through the darkness of the room and the creamy foam that was in my eyes. I am going to kill them. Suddenly I felt something land on my head and a liquid pour down my face and shoulders. Is that a water balloon?

The balloons kept coming and so did everyone’s screams. What this isn’t water… Ew! It’s syrup! Seriously! Why? “What the hell?” I screamed angrily only for my mouth to be full of flour. I spat it out violently. Flour in your mouth is disgusting, it goes all mushy and bler. “What is that smell?” I muttered and was suddenly hit by some liquid that was freezing cold and smelt vile.

“Is that cold soup from dinner?” Liam shouted next to me.

“That’s disgusting!” I shouted.

“Die pigeonface! Die! Lauren eat the rice! Blow up! Die pigeonface!” Sophia screamed throwing rice at Lauren.

“Ew! That stinks!” Mel shouted, sounding repulsed, and I agreed with her, we all smelt disgusting.

“I’m going to kill you two!” We all shouted at the same time.

Harry and Sophia ran to the door and we followed. Louis was at the front, then me, then Beth, then everyone else. Louis flung the door open and tripped on something, I didn’t realise till it was too late and I tripped up Lou, then Beth tripped up me and went flying over us both. We all ended up in a massive, wet, smelly mush on the floor. Much like the flour I spat out of my mouth. I stood up and turned to Mel.

“How about that shower?” I smirked. Only I could make a bad situation turn into something brilliant.

“Sure,” She nodded and took my hand pulling me into the bathroom. Score.

Sophia’s POV

When Harry and I had calmed our laughing down, which was a while later, their faces were just too funny. It was all too funny. We are so the masters of pranks now. “Are we staying here over night? Because I personally don’t want to get killed by eight very angry, and smelly, friends,” Harry said turning to me.

“Sure, but you can take the couch,” I grinned.

“Oh, couch,” He laughed.

“Well we are in America,” I smiled.

“True, I’ll take the couch then,” He tried to do an American accent, and emphasised ‘couch’.

“Okay, well, I don’t want to go bed yet, so what do you want to do?” I asked him.

“Erm, I don’t mind,” He shrugged. We ended up just talking about random things and we did some truths. We were going to do truth or dare, but there wasn’t much you could do with just two people and we couldn’t leave the room without risking our lives- the others could be stalking us, and waiting for the perfect moment to pounce. I do not want to die any time soon, thank you very much.

“It’s ten, I’m going to go to bed because we have to get up early tomorrow,” Harry said.

“Okay, here,” I handed him a spare duvet and pillow.

“Cheers,” He smiled and made himself comfy.

“Night Haz,” I said as I climbed into the single bed.

“Night Soph,” He yawned- aw, so cute.

I laid down and closed my eyes. Today had been awesome; Harry and I really bonded- he’s like the big brother I’ve always wanted; much like Louis is to me. I would never dream of being more than that with either of them, because I love Niall and it’d weird, one, because they’re dating my friends, and two, because I see them as brothers and that’d be incest. I laughed to myself at that random thought; anyway Harry has Louis, so they wouldn’t date me even if I wanted them to.

I felt my phone buzz in my pocket- the mentions on twitter had calmed down since earlier. I forgot that was in my pocket. I pulled out my phone and opened up twitter where I had a mention.

@Niallsbabe: @SophiaLucky is such a whore! Did you see what she was wearing today? She’s too fat to pull a tube top off anyway! #Flab

My stomach dropped and my mouth went dry. Niall always told me I was beautiful. He said I should wear this more often. Was he… lying? Did I really look ugly? I knew I wasn’t very pretty, but I didn’t think I was that bad. I mean, a popstar fell in love with me, right? He does love me. He even told me he loved me. He wouldn’t lie about something like that would he?

Did I repulse him?

I slowly walked into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. Was I really fat? I looked down at my bare stomach and ran my hand across it. I suddenly had the over-whelming feeling of nausea. I pushed the door shut and threw up in the toilet. Once I was finished I walked to the sink and washed my mouth out. I walked back out the bathroom and climbed in the bed; thankful Harry was a heavy sleeper and didn't hear me being sick. That would have been awkward.

I laid in bed thinking everything over. People surely wouldn’t say I was fat for no reason. So I must be fat. I don’t want to be fat; I don’t want to repulse people when they look at me. I need to do something about it. I tried before, but they stopped me before anything had happened. They thought they were making me better, they weren’t they were making me fat and ugly. Now I need to sort it out. I don’t want to be like this. I don’t want this body anymore. I don’t want to be fat.

It stops now.

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I woke up in the morning, Harry was still asleep, the tweet was hot on my mind. I walked into the bathroom and went to the toilet, I was washing my hand and out of the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of myself. A glimpse of my ugly, fat body. I suddenly felt so much anger towards myself. Why did I have to be so fat? Why did I have to be so ugly? What's wrong with me?

I burst into tears of anger and screamed loudly, I had so much anger in me, I just wanted to hit something. So I did. I punched the mirror, smashing it, but I didn't just hit it once. I had to get rid of my ugly image. I punched and punched the mirror with as much force as I could. I felt the glass shards going into my fists but I didn't care.

"Sophia?" Harry said groggily, I must have woken him up. “Sophia!” His voice was much more urgent and I heard his feet run towards me; then suddenly his strong arms were around me and pulling me away from the broken glass.

"Sophia, calm down," He said softly, sitting me on the sofa. He was now wide awake and looking very alarmed.

"Why did you do that?" He whispered as he examined my hands. I just ignored him. "Come on, I'll take you to the hospital," He said.

"No," I shook my head.

"You need to get that glass out of your hands and you may need stitches," He said seriously, looking at my hands which were bleeding heavily and had shards of glass poking out of some of the cuts. When I made no attempt to move Harry picked me up bridal style and carried me down the hall. He went in the elevator and for some reason he went up not down. He walked up to a door and knocked on it. Paul answered the door and looked quite tired and shocked. Mind you it was half four in the morning.

"What's going on?" He asked looking at all the blood.

"Sophia had an... accident," Harry said, "We need to take her to hospital."

"Okay, I'll just get changed, you can wait in here," Paul let us in and Harry placed me on Paul's sofa.

"Where are the others?" Paul asked as he grabbed some clothes.

"In the boys room, they were having a slumber party, Sophia and I weren't with them," Harry said.

"Okay..." Paul said uneasily. I knew what he was thinking.

"No, nothing like that. We were hiding from them because we played a prank on them last night," Harry explained.

"Oh alright, do they know about Sophia's... accident?" Paul asked walking into his bathroom.

"No, and I don't want them to know," I spoke up for the first time. It may seem harsh that I don’t want my friends, my boyfriend even, knowing about me going to the hospital. But they’d all be tip-toeing around me and fussing, always asking if I’m okay. I don’t want that, I don’t want Mel getting any hints either. Mel was around on my last episode, the others have all heard about it, but not experienced it, if anyone works it out, it’ll probably be Mel. I don’t want that, not until I’m fixed at least.

"Okay," Paul and Harry nodded.

"Harry, I'll take Sophia to the hospital, you can get some more sleep, I'll come and pick you all up after Sophia's been treated. Make sure everyone is ready by eight, it's an hour’s drive to Universal," Paul said and walked back out the bathroom all ready.

"Okay," Harry nodded then turned to me, "As long as that's okay with you?"

"It's fine, go," I smiled at him and he nodded before giving me a hug and walking out the room.

Lauren's POV

I woke up and Harry and Sophia were still not here... meaning they spent the night together. I know I shouldn't be worried, Sophia's my friend she'd never do anything to hurt me or Niall, and Harry wouldn't do anything to hurt Niall or me either. I just can't help but feel jealous, Harry should be here with me, his girlfriend, not Sophia. I just can't stop thinking about the worst case scenarios. I always do this, I’m just really insecure I guess. I’m not the best looking girl in the world, Sophia is a lot more pretty then I could ever be, and Harry could get any girl he wants, but he chose me, that’s got to mean something right? I haven’t told the others yet, but… I got all this hate, at first I thought I could handle it, but then it got worse, when Harry started tweeting me and we tweeted pictures of all of us; I’m not blaming Harry, or any of the guys, or girls, but I just couldn’t handle it.

It was girls tweeting things about my weight, my looks, my laugh, my life, me in general. I didn’t want to get upset about it but I couldn’t help it. So I deleted my twitter and facebook accounts. I still remember some of the tweets.

@LozzarStyles is an ugly fat whore, she doesn’t deserve Harry

@LozzarStyles has a huge nose it’s so funny

@LozzarStyles ugliest creature since the dinosaurs

@LozzarStyles is so fat, and her laugh is super annoying, she’s so ugly it’s unreal, I don’t know what Hazza see’s in her

#LaurensAFatWhore and #HarryDeservesBetter were just two of the things trending about Harry and my relationship. I couldn’t take it anymore. I didn’t want to tell anyone, because they might think I’m weak and stupid to let it get to me.

 "Lauren," Niall whispered as the others were asleep, it was six in the morning and I couldn't sleep, I guess Niall was feeling the same.

"Yes," I whispered back turning around to face him.

"They wouldn't do anything," He said but I could tell he was doubting it.

"No," I said but the look we shared said the opposite.

"I'm worried," I whispered after a moments silence.

"I know," He sighed. That was all that was said because Harry burst in the room shouting for everyone to wake up.

"Wake up guys! Time to wake up!" Harry shouted and my heart leapt as I saw Sophia wasn't with him.

"Harry?" I mumbled.

"Hey babe," He grinned and kissed my cheek, "Sorry I wasn't here last night, we thought you'd all kill us. I promise I’ll be all yours tonight."

"Wait, us?" Niall pipes up.

"Yes... me and Sophia," Harry said as if it was obvious.

"So you shared a room?" I asked nervously.

"Yes... I slept on the sofa, she slept in the bed," He said looking from Niall to me.

"Okay," Niall and I nodded.

"Where's Soph?" Niall asked.

"Erm, she's... well, she's busy," He said, what a total lie.

"Oh," Niall said, but he looked upset.

"Well, everyone, it's time to get ready. Paul's picking us up at eight," Harry said and clapped his hands, that's when I realised everyone was listening to us.

"Where's Paul?" Liam asked standing up.

"Erm, out," Harry lied again.

Is Sophia with Paul?

I don't even care, she spent with the night with my boyfriend, and now she's not even here to apologise or explain. This is probably killing Niall, his own girlfriend spends the night with his friend who- no offence to Harry, because I do love him- can't keep it in his trousers, and no one knows where she is except for Harry. And possibly Paul.

We all got ready silently, I tried to be angry at Harry but he was so charming, and hot I just gave in. I love him too much.

"Harry, where's Sophia? I know you know where she is, please tell me," I heard Niall say to Harry and I stopped what I was doing to listen.

"Yes, I know where she is, but, I can't tell you. She's safe, she's with Paul," Harry said. For some reason this made me even more angry at Sophia. I hate feeling like this but I can't help it. I just don't think she should treat Niall like this. He looks absolutely distraught. He just wants to know she’s okay, and where she is- is that so much to ask? I think not.

"Harry, please, I'm just worried, where is she?" Niall begged. Harry tell him, I thought.

"She asked me not to tell anyone," He said, "Sorry mate, I haven't even figured out what happened myself, she just needs space."

I don't think I have ever felt this angry towards Sophia. I love her. But making Harry keep a secret from us all, from her own boyfriend... It's disgusting. And what did Harry mean? What hasn't he figured out? What happened last night?

She shouldn’t make Harry keep secrets for her from his friends, it’s not fair on him. He obviously wants to tell us, or Niall at least, he’s worried about something, I can tell, I just don’t know what. But it definitely has something to do with Sophia. She should be here, not wherever she is now doing God knows what. Urgh, sometimes I get so wound up and I can’t even comprehend things properly, I just go charging in. I need to calm down, but I can’t, Sophia has stepped over the line this time. Maybe it’s good she’s not here, because I don’t know what I’d do to her if she was. I think we all just need a break from her. She has seriously gone too far.

"Is everyone ready?" Liam shouted looking at his watch, bringing me out of my thoughts. We all nodded and headed out of the room. Maybe Sophia won't come to Universal Studios today, then we can forget all about this and move on. This thought made me smile. But my smile dropped when we got to the back car park and I saw Paul sitting in the car, with Sophia sat next to him, in shot gun. At least I won't have to sit next to her. I just need space away from her.

Urgh, I hate this feeling so much.

"Sophia!" Harry smiled and ran over to her, he opened her side door, hugged her and then started talking to her.

"I'm going to kill her," I mumbled under my breath. Obviously I didn't mean it, it was just a heat of the moment thing.

"Don't worry about it, I'm sure it'll be fine. Maybe if we all just ignore her today she'll get her priorities straight," Molly suggested.

"Yeah," Beth and Mel agreed.

"Fine," I sighed and we all climbed into the car.

Sophia's POV

"Sophia!" Harry shouted and ran over to my side of the car where Paul and I were waiting for the others. I'd gone to get ready when we got back from the hospital, but I came back to the car after I was ready. Paul was really nice at the hospital, he didn’t ask me how it happened, which I was glad about.

"Hey Harry," I smiled and hugged him.

"How are you?" He asked taking a look at my hands.

"I've been better, but yeah, I've got a couple of stitches and I've got to go back in a couple of days to get them removed," I smiled at him.

"Okay, well I'm glad you're alright," He grinned.

"Yeah, now get in so we can go," I laughed.

"Yes ma'am" He saluted me and climbed in, Lauren pulled him into a seat next to her.

"Did you have a nice night?" I turned around and asked them.

"Meh," A few of the boys mumbled but everyone else just ignored me. I looked at Harry, he was frowning and looking at everyone, he turned to me and shrugged.

"Okay," I mumbled and turned back around. They soon picked up conversation, but every time I tried to strike up a conversation with someone they just ignored me or answered me in a one syllable answer.

Is it because I'm fat? Is it because I'm ugly? Is it because they are all flawless and pretty, and I'm ugly and disgusting? Do they hate me?

No one had eaten breakfast so Paul pulled into McDonald's. They all got out and I followed them inside. They all ordered and I stood there like an idiot.

"Soph, what are you having?" Harry asked.

"I'm not hungry," I said.

"Not going to take that, tell me what you're having else I'll choose," Harry said.

"I'll have three pancakes then," I sighed, good job I put my toothbrush and toothpaste in my bag, just in case of these moments. He nodded and ordered it for me; I wanted to ask Harry why everyone was being off with me, but Lauren wouldn't leave his side when I was around. I don't get it. I just want to go home. I just want to wake up and this be a horrible dream. I just want my friends back. I want Niall.

"Niall," I said and sat down next to him.

"Hey," He mumbled.

"Have I... done something wrong?" I asked nervously.

"Huh?" He turned to me.

"Never mind," I muttered.

"Here you go," Harry handed me my food. I thanked him and then nibbled at the edge of the pancake, each bit I swallowed made me feel sick. I ended up only eating half of one. I put my napkin over the rest and walked over to the bin, taking my bag with me, and threw away the rest of the food.

I then walked into the bathroom and went into the last stall. I locked the door behind me and knelt in front of the toilet. I held my hair back with one hand and with the other I stuck two fingers as far as I could down my throat, making me gag. I continued to do it until finally I was sick into the toilet.

Once I was finished I went out of the stall (after flushing the toilet of course) and washed my hands and cleaned my teeth. I walked back out the bathroom and saw everyone laughing at something. I sighed and walked outside and got back in the car. Today is going to be horrible.