Jeny's POV

Sometimes I wonder why I just don't move out of my house.

This is one of those times.

There seems to be screaming fans mobbing in front of Louis Tomlinson's house. It all just gave me a headache. Why did they need to scream? He obviously didn't want to come outside, they should just go away.

I stumbled down my apartment stairs, laughing. My flat looked almost perfect, but only on the inside. Every time I walked by my house, I couldn't help but smile, it looked terrible! The whole house looked like it was going to crumble!

But it wouldn't, the inside was perfectly new.

And, some of us don't have an extreme amount of money to redo the outside.

As I opened the door, my face turned into a scowl. I marched towards Louis's house, it wasn't that hard to get there. It just took some elbowing and pushing my way through the crowd. I finally made it to the back of the house, surprising, no fans back here.

I rang the doorbell to the back, and waited. I tapped my foot impatiently, and crossed my arms over my chest. Waiting, waiting, waiting.

Guess who opened the door.

Not Louis, but Harry Styles.

I guess most girls would freak out if he answered the door, but I wasn't one of them.

"Jeny?" He asked, confused.

"I would like to speak to Louis." I said, my voice sounded formal. But, thankfully I sounded confident and not mad.. Yet.

"Sure." Harry said, then shut the door in my face. My mouth dropped, utterly shocked. I've rang their doorbell before to speak with one of them. This never had happened.

I was almost hit in the face when the door was slammed. But, thankfully I was two inches back. I felt my body shaking, slightly, mostly in anger but some from the pounding headache from the screaming fans.

After about five minutes the door opened slowly. There stood Louis Tomlinson.

"Is something wrong?" Louis asked, concerned.

"I wanted to ask you to keep you volume down." I answered, harshly. I usually never asked for Louis, so maybe that's why his facial expression was a bit confused.

"We aren't making much noise.." Louis replied, slowly as if I was to stupid to understand.

"Your fans are." I answered, my voice sharp, and crisp. I was scowling, and didn't flinch at his words. But it felt as if I was being punched in the stomach, I couldn't stand being called 'stupid.'

"That's not our fault." Louis answered me, it was obvious he could tell that I didn't want to talk to him. It didn't take a genius to guess.

"Tell them to shut up.. Or I will." I threatened, sourly. It was rude to threaten him, bu some of us don't like hearing screams early in the morning.

"You can't.." Lou said quietly.

I laughed, loudly to myself, as Lou's facial expression turned to horror. I probably sound like a monster to him, but why should I care what he thinks?

"I will." I said crisply, and confidently. I strode to the front of the house, pushing my way through the crowd. One girl was up on the porch, I simply ordered her down.

"LISTEN UP!" I yelled, on the top of my lungs. Everyone turned towards me, instantly quieting. The only noise now was the whispering of the girls.

"ALL OF YOU NEED TO SHUT UP AND LEAVE." I said, more loudly. Adding more force to the words, 'shut up' and 'leave.'

None of them moved, they just stared right at me.

"DO YOU WANT ME TO CALL THE COPS?" I questioned them.

Still nothing.

I pulled out my cell phone from my pocket. "I SWEAR I'LL GIVE THEM A RING!" I threatened the girls.

Apparently no one wants to be caught by the cops. Slowly, they retreated.

When no one was left, I smiled to myself. I accomplished something today, a big something.

I headed towards my flat, and opened the door. I ran back up the stairs, and into my bedroom.

I remembered how my friend was coming over today. How could I forget? She's been bugging me all of yesterday!

I heard a car door slam outside.. Definitely her.

A/N: Sorry about this chapter.. It's more of a filler.

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