A/N: Favourite social media?

I step out of the warm house and a cold breeze nearly knocks me out immediately. I sigh looking at the white snow under my feet and pull the overcoat more around me. The newly moved couple in the area wave hands towards me and I do the same with a smile.

“Holy Hogwarts!”

A loud curse skips from my mouth watching an owl sitting inside my car as I open the door. My breathe gets heavy as well as my legs. I try to calm myself down and try to make it shove away from the driving seat but it doesn’t work. My eyes widen as I make eye contact with the scary owl but its eyes don’t move.

Swallowing the big lump in my throat. I touch it with my index finger only and shocking me more, it falls down with its legs pointing upwards. Boosting all my courage, I enter inside the car and curse repeatedly under my breath when I find out it’s only a plastic statue. Taking the owl in my hands by its leg, I intend to crash it against any strong surface but stop when I see a piece of paper tied with its leg.

Oh my goodness! I’m a wizard! Am I going to Hogwarts? I’ve always wanted to be in a school where they’d have extra-long dining table piled with foods.

Facepalming myself mentally for my weird thoughts, I untie the paper from its legs and throw the owl to the nearby trash. I sigh when it falls beside the trash instead and a piece of rotten pizza gets hung with its legs.

“Je suis desole?” I whisper the line written on the paper and take a moment to analyze the handwriting.

I roll my eyes before leaving a long breathe and opening Google translate again. It’s none but Louis but what’s he telling me in Spanish again? Damn! It’s not even Spanish, It’s French this time as Google is telling me and it means………………….I’m sorry.

I lean my head against the steering wheel, giggling for not knowing what else to do. What’s his problem with saying that he’s sorry in English? What's his point of this child play?

“I’d make my ears hear I’m sorry in English from your lips Louis, let’s do this.” I shake my head side to side before staring my ride to office.

After passing through the big morning traffics, I finally make my way to the car parking down Artista. It’s a good thing about Zayn that he doesn’t mind a minimum range of music instrument attached to our ears as long as we can hear someone calling us or the phone ringing. Plugging the earphones on, I enter inside my room after the short elevator ride.

A mug of coffee and two files in my hand, that’s how my day starts. Nowadays we’re quite relaxed because the Christmas special edition is already published and the successful news is that ours was the most selling magazine since the past few years. As a young man, Zayn has received a lot of things someone can only dream of.

“Hey Reen!”

Surprising me, Bebe enters inside the room with a lot of shopping bags in her hand. The pen which was dancing between my fingers before she came, falls down on the table as she throws all the bags on the floor dramatically, bunching up her legs on the desk as she sits relax on the chair in front of me. She does the favor of looking at me over her pink sunglasses at last and I cock my eyebrow, crossing my arms over my chest.

“Oh yeah you deserve an explanation miss Prada wears devil, I mean devil wears Prada.” She laughs throwing her head back as she corrects herself. “I met your boss in the mall and found out that his sister is my new friend. Somehow, you appeared in our conversation because I can never stop blabbering about my best friend and he offered me a ride here. Damn I need to breathe first! Why can't you gimme a minute for fuck's sake Reen?"

“You mean Waliyah? You were talking about her that day?”
I widen my eyes as I remember about the girl she was talking about. That means she saw Shawn and Waliyah at the club that day.

As per as her description, Shawn is the guy who asked Waliyah to be his girlfriend in front of everyone. Since that day Bebe and Waliyah are friends. Actually everyone in the club knows Bebe and me. Not because of our professional dance skills or perfect waist swaying moves; it’s our loud infectious laughter which works on everyone more than alcohol.

“Yeah now let’s go for lunch together. I’ve already taken the permission from your boss and he said you can eat overtime today.” She bats her eyelashes dramatically with a cheeky smile enlightening her whole face.

“Convincing much? And my boss? I smell something maybe.” I chuckle cocking my eyebrow. “Let’s go! My tummy is already singing like Halilee Steinfield.”

Putting my laptop in sleep mood, we both walk out of the room. I ask Shawn if he wants to join but he says that he already had his lunch with Waliyah a while ago and Zayn just went out to take his lunch. Whining, I roll my eyes as Bebe winks at two or three guys on her way.

Climbing down the building, I ask Bebe if we can have lunch in the nearby Italian restaurant and she agrees. We’re usually a bit late than the actual lunch time. That’s why it didn’t get hard for us to find a two seated empty table near the counter.

“What the actual hunger games I’m put into!” I whisper yell to myself as I discover the three persons sitting just beside our table.

“Bingo! I was just talking about you with Zayn.” As soon as Niall’s sparkling eyes land on me, he stands up from his chair.

I stand up and he is the first one to wrap me in a squishy hug, rocking us back and forth like we have been best friends since our mums decided to give birth to us at the same time as friendship goals. Once the hugging session ends, I smile losoking at him as he takes an envelope up from the table behind him.

I take it from his hands confusingly and it takes me a second to realize what it is by the design of the card. I jump in excitement as I read the two names printed on the card. This time I throw my arms around Niall’s neck, congratulating him on his wedding.

“I’m so happy for you and Ellie Niall.” I coo as we finally break apart.

Niall looks down as his cheeks start to turn red. Zayn tells a waiter to do something and in a few seconds, five of us are sitting around a big round table. Destiny doesn’t fail to make me seat beside the one and only annoyingly attractive beach. We both look away from each other after making an eye contact for half a second. Niall orders lunch for everyone as I introduce my best friend with the others. Bebe is a go with the flow person so it doesn’t take time for her to adjust with the new people around her.

I wish Harry were here.

I flinch and choke in my drink as I feel something slipped under my palm which is on the table. I look at Louis who is pretending to be busy with his meal. Sighing, I lift my palm and hide the small piece of paper under the table, making sure none is watching me. Because I have no doubt, it’s a sorry note in another language from the Google translator beside me.

Taking my lips in between my teeth, I control my smile as I read it. Cappuccino tonight with a question mark, that’s what is written there. Clearing my throat, I tell everyone that I need to use the washroom and make my way. Taking my eyeliner out from my bag, I cut everything written on the paper without two letters, the N and O at the end of the word cappuccino. I don’t forget to write Loubear after the word no and add a wink emoji.

“Let’s have some fun with you Loubear.” I smirk looking at my reflection in the mirror before walking to the table again.

I see Louis observing me as I sit beside him from the corner of my eyes. Keeping my eyes on everyone, I slowly slide the paper towards Louis’ plate and stop as I feel his warm wrist beside mine. I fail to stop myself from giggling as he looks at the writing widening his eyes and then passes me a death glare. I swallow the lump in my throat as I see the paper gets wrinkled inside his fist, his eyes never moving from mine.

“This is the last time I’m warning you Reen! Don’t call me with pet names, specially this kind.”

Whispering this through his gritted teeth, he pushes the chair away and let it fall on the ground with a thud, making everyone look at him. I stand up after him in fear as I see his jaw clenches.

“I’d text you later regarding the charity ball Zayn.” Saying this, Louis takes fast steps towards the door.

“What are you waiting for? Go after him you freaky fool! I know you must be the reason behind his anger somehow!” Bebe tells jerking my shoulders from behind and I nod, walking fast towards the exit of the restaurant.

“Reen stop!” Zayn’s voice makes me to turn around at the middle of the way. “The last thing Louis expects when he’s angry is any living being around him. Don’t go, he’s not in his sense when he’s fuming.”

“But………..what if he hurts himself?” I ask with a shaky voice.

“I know he’d go home and he won’t do anything ridiculous in front of Johannah, that’s why she’s here since the past few months. What did you do though?” Zayn asks me with a voice full of consciousness.

“I called him Lo…………something teasingly, more like a pet name.” I reply hesitantly looking at everyone as I see Niall wiggling his eyebrows.

“Damn!” Zayn curses under his brearhe as his fingers makes their way to his black hair. “Never do that again.”

“Why it makes him so angry? I just did it for fun and……………….”

“I don’t think Louis would like to hear that you have heard the history behind this from me. It’s a too personal thing for him Reen. Just know that someone so close to him used to call him with a special pet name and he couldn’t adapt the sudden changes when everything changed between them.”

“Who’s the person Zayn? It's Harry, isn't it?” I ask surprising my nosey self.

“I’m sorry Reen. I think Louis should be the one who can tell you.”

Zayn pats on my shoulder as he stands up not finishing his meal.

I look down as the realization of hurting Louis with some bothering past hits me gravely. I acted insane when he was trying to show his undisclosed lucid self to me. I blocked the occasional rainbow with cloud when it finally showed up after a long term rain. But I also am aware about the fact that it’s the cloud itself which can bring the rainbow again after rain.