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Louis was a little nervous. Today they would get to know what their task in drama for the exam next week will be. It is always risky to have to rely on other people to pass an exam. Hopefully he got partners who were serious.

"You will prepare a scene in groups of three people. A scene from a play about a secret crush and a disguise game. There are two siblings and a friend. One of the siblings has a crush on the friend, but doesn't dare to talk to him. That's why she disguises herself. In the original, a girl disguises herself as a boy, but you decide that individually according to the group constellation" the teacher explained the task to them.

It didn't sound so difficult. Now the only question left was the partners.

"The challenge of the task will be that the girls will play boys and vice versa" added the teacher.

"But why? What's so great about swapping the sexes? That's weird, someonelike me can't be a girl, you see that yourself?" Harry questioned the task.

"That's a big part of the theatre, Mr. Styles. So if you have a problem with that, you should have rethought your choice of course" the teacher answers.

"Nowhere was there anything to ruin my virility" Harry said offended.

"What's the matter? It's only for one scene" Louis said blankly.

"You're gay, you're half a girl anyway, at least. You don't understand" Harry grumbled. Louis tried not to be offended by Harry's completely wrong assumptions about gay people.

"Well Harry, then it's probably time to get your feminine side out" Eleanor said and made Louis smile.

"It obviously won't be a problem for you to get your male side out" Harry hissed angrily.

"You are welcome to continue this discussion during rehearsals, since you are a group" the teacher interrupted them.

"What?" Harry and Eleanor asked horrified at the same time.

"You should grow with these tasks. That's why you three are a group, so you can learn to separate private from work" he explained.

Now Louis too was listening. Did he said you three?

"Wait, who do you mean?" Harry asked, confused.

"Well, you two and Louis" their teacher enlightened them.

Louis dropped his jaw. That could not be true. Ironically, Harry. What did all teachers always have with them? Why were they constantly paired up?

He tried to stay calm, ignoring the shocked faces of Harry and Eleanor, and turned to his teacher.
"Which scene should we prepare for?" he asked, trying to look as indifferent as possible.

"The, I like to call it, revelation scene. In the scene, the friend falls in love with the girl while she indirectly confesses her feelings and he realizes that he knows her, but then her sister disturbs them" the teacher told him while he handed them the scripts.

"Miss Calder, you'll play the sister, in this case the brother, but that also means you have the least text, so you are also in charge of the director. So make sure the two work together properly" the teacher clarified, Eleanor just nodded.

"And you, Mr. Styles, will take on the role of the friend, who of course is a girl now, and will fall in love with Miss Calder's sibling. You think you can handle that?" he asked Harry, but didn't wait for an answer and finally turned to Louis.

"That means you'll play the person who disguises, Mr. Tomlinson. Whether you let the role become lesbian or turn it around also is up to you. Oh and the text is only a help, own interpretations are welcome" the teacher said with an undertone, that Louis couldn't put a finger on. What had just happened?

He was once again damned to work with Harry for a week and, to make matters worse, they had to fall in love in their scene .... as if they could ever play that convincingly.

After all, Eleanor was still there. At least something.

When Niall was on his way back from the golf course, he saw Zayn approaching him. He still had a little colour on his face. Niall had to smile. It was nice to see how much Zayn got into his art.

"Hey Nialler, did you see Tommo?" Zayn asked directly.

"No, why?" Niall asked, slightly confused.

"Usually he picks me up from the art room, but he wasn't there today. I haven't seen Liam since English either. Where are the two?" Zayn explained, looking around in astonishment.

"Maybe they just went to lunch. Let's look for them there" Niall said as he suddenly saw Harry approach them, with Louis and Liam in tow. What on earth?

"We have to talk" Harry said in a command tone, plumbing them all in an empty room.

At first, nobody said anything. Nobody knew what they were doing here. "Could you kindly tell us what we're doing here before we keep staring at the air? Some people are hungry" Niall cut off the silence.

"Now that two of them have showed up, I think we should think about what we should do now" Harry began, pointing to the necklace around Louis' neck.

"And since when are you interested in that?" Zayn asked.

"It also affects me if you forget that. I don't know about you, but I want answers" Harry shot back.

"Do you think we don't want too? What do you think we're trying to find out for weeks?" Zayn snapped angrily at him.

"Well, apparently not enough" Harry said coldly.

Before Zayn could reply, Liam switched on. "And what did you imagine?" he asked calmly.

"It's not like we could just google it" added Louis cheeky.

"Of course he didn't think about that" Zayn assumed annoyed.

"Zayn" Liam admonished him.

"Where did you get the information about the full moon, Liam? Maybe we should start there" Niall suggested, also to prevent worse,

Liam had to regroup before he looked at Niall. " They were from an ancient Chinese legend that I found in the library" Liam recalled.

"Maybe there are more such legends that contain bits of clues" Niall suggested.

"It would be at least a starting point" Liam mused.

"Then I suggest we sit down in the library soon and then keep looking" Harry said surprisingly friendly

Niall couldn't say exactly what he thought of the behaviour, but if they got that kind of information through it, then that would be fine with him. As long as Harry didn't constantly insult his friends Niall was okay with his company. Harry was pretty bipolar sometimes.

"Fine, but I still have to work on my art project. So I don't have time forever, so we should start early" Zayn gave in reluctantly.

"We also have to prepare our scene. You're not the only one who's booked out" Harry replied.

"We?" Zayn hooked in astonishment.

"Don't ask" Louis sighed, avoiding any eye contact with Harry. Zayn nodded to him. Had Niall missed something here? Why did it seem like Zayn knew something nobody else knew and it had something to do with Harry? He really wanted to find out what that was.

"Alright, how about today right after school?" Liam suggested.

"Sounds good" Niall said and Zouis agreed.

"We'll meet after the last hour, we've got together, in front of the room" Liam told them.

"I'm coming to the library, just go ahead" Harry said suddenly.

"Naww, are we embarrassing you?" Zayn mocked him.

"I did not say that" Harry defended himself.

"But didn't deny it either. As long as you don't deny it, clearly and convincingly, it is true" Zayn didn't let up.

"There's something to it" Louis agreed.

"I just don't want Shawn to get that" Harry circumvented the allegations.

"In other words, you're embarrassed of us. That's a shock".

"Zayn" Liam reminded him again.

"No, I just want to spare you more trouble. Shawn wouldn't be thrilled to see us together, so I'll avoid that as much as possible. I just want to protect you, but keep on implying such things to me" Harry said offended.

"How chivalrous of you" Louis ashed him.

"I'm sorry we don't buy your caring" Zayn fumbled.

"See you after music in the library" Liam ended the discussion and pulled Zayn out of the room.

Niall didn't want to switch with him now. Maybe Zayn had exaggerated a little, but Niall understood that well. From everything he heard and experienced, Harry hadn't made his life easy here. Of course he doesn't trust him then.

Louis also left the room without a comment and didn't look at Harry any longer. Niall followed, leaving Harry alone. That was all very strange. Niall didn't know what to think. He understood Louis and Zayn, but could also understood why Liam didn't want to prejudge Harry. Niall was torn. Harry had already done so much and fooled them, but a small part of Niall wanted to see the good in Harry, even if it didn't exist.

Exhausted, Zayn dropped his head on the table. For two hours they had already searched through the shelves of the library. But they didn't find a thing. Nothing but stories about the little mermaid, fisherman stories about sirens and countless dead men or stories about beautiful women who lived underwater and who protect people at sea, which totally contradicted the siren's story. But there was no sign of further evidence.

Liam was looking for clues like crazy. He rummaged through every book. Zayn admired his zest for action and his willpower. He would never give up. Unlike Zayn. He had already given up.

Niall sat across from him at a large table with several stacks of books. He hadn't touched a single one. Niall and books were two words that didn't belong in the same sentence. A thousand times Liam had asked him to contribute something productive, but it was in vain.

Louis sat next to him and looked as unmotivated as he did himself. He leafed through a book about mermaids' love magic. That astonished Zayn. Who wrote such books?

"Are you looking for a way to make me yours? I know that my cock attracts girls, but apparently I'm underestimated if even little boys want to ride me" Harry teased him seductively in a whisper and wandered his fingertips over Louis' arm.

Instantly his whole body stiffened and panic was written in his face, which he had focused on his book. Zayn knew he had to intervene.

"Hey Louis, we should help Liam to bring the books back, otherwise he'll go nuts and nobody wants to see that" Zayn said hastily, Louis nodded stiffly and both stood up.

They collected the books, this chance Harry used again to torture Louis with small touches, and disappeared behind the shelves.

"Thanks" Louis thanked him softly.

"No problem" Zayn answered, sorting the books.

He simply didn't understand Harry. What was so funny about that? Didn't he notice how uncomfortable Louis felt? That he didn't want that? Or was he doing it exactly for that? Just to make Louis feel uncomfortable?

"Did you find anything?" Liam asked as he joined them.

"Just a little bastard" Zayn muttered under his breath.

"Not really, just fairy tales, but unfortunately no helpful ones" Louis answered, nudging Zayn inconspicuously in the ribs.

"Okay. We should stop for today" Liam said and then went to Niall and Harry to let them know.

They put away the remaining books and then left the library. They decided to set a new date spontaneously and then said goodbye. Niall hopped home contentedly, but far too hungry.

"What's in this direction? Where does he live?" Harry asked with a strange look.

"I don't know what that concerns you" Zayn replied flatly.

"See you tomorrow" Liam intermarried, first hugged Louis then Zayn.

This hug warmed Zayn's entire body and gave him goose bumps. He shuddered slightly and hoped relentlessly Liam didn't notice. And the oblivious boy he was, he waved goodbye to Harry and then went home too.

Louis and Zayn had almost the same way. Zayn thought that was pretty cool. Without saying goodbye, the two set out, but not without Zayn hearing how Harry whispered something else to Louis that made him swallow hard again.

"Don't dream too dirty of me, Boobear". Then he finally left.

"God, will he never stop?" Zayn sighed annoyed.

"Not with my luck, and that happens without him knowing" Louis replied, hanging his head down.

"It will get better" Zayn tried to cheer him up.

He threw his arm around Louis' shoulders and together they made their way home. Zayn couldn't stop thinking about Harry's words. How would that end if Harry had noticed?

Yes, Zayn knew everything. Louis had subsequently told him every detail of the thunderstorm night, the dream, and the matter afterwards. They talked about everything and Zayn was grateful for that.

He wanted to help Louis as he wanted to help Zayn. Actually they should marry then their problems would be solved.

Zayn said goodbye to Louis and ran the rest home. At 6pm he arrived in his room. The rest of the evening he would plunge into his art project.

"But I can't tell her" Louis said desperately.

"You can not keep it from her forever" she said.

"But what if she never talks to me again and thinks everything was a lie?" Louis voiced concern.

"Technically, you lied to her".

"Technically? Are you serious Eleanor?" Harry asked annoyed.

"What? He said we should adapt the text and that's what I do" Eleanor replied.

"But that's all so dramatic. If she gets angry then that's her problem. He can look for someone else to fuck" said Harry, emotionless.

"Wow, you're really a catch. Ever heard of feelings?".

"Can you eat that?" he made fun of Eleanor.

"You really are a comedian, really. I could laugh myself to death, if I didn't find it sad" snorted Eleanor.

"Have you completely lost your mind now?" Harry asked amused.

"Jus tbecause I think it's a shame that you have no idea what it feels like to have feelings for someone? Yes, then I've lost my mind" she shot back.

"Come on, El, it doesn't matter now. We have to rehearse" Louis intervened now.

"This is my house- I can do whatever I want" she said stubbornly.

"And we can still do that later, but now we have to focus on it" he wanted to convince her.

"I hate it when you make one sensible, because I'd rather want you to be immature" she said, grimacing.

"Later" he grinned.

"Do you have any fun planed in this bed when I'm gone? I can stay and watch or join in?" Harry interjected.

"No need" both refused at the same time.

"Wow, that hurt" Harry complained playfully offended.

"Let's move on" Louis simply ignored him.

"Wait, we have one more thing to clarify" Eleanor held him back.

"And what?" he checked.

"Is your role a girl dressing up as a boy or a boy dressing up as a girl? He hinted that in the classroom and I'm still confused how we want to do it" she explained the problem.

"Well, he wanted us to swap the sexes so I would say a girl disguised as aboy" Louis answered uncertainly.

"Woah. Slow down. That's too gay for me. He's got to be a boy because he has to fall in love with me. Wow never thought I'd say that" Harry contradicted.

"He doesn't have to do anything, leave your homophobia somewhere else. It would be very advanced to do it that way and I think that's what he wanted to imply" she clarified.

"I'm not homophobic!" Harry asserted. Visibly annoyed Eleanor turned back to him.

"Oh no? And then what was that? Or in general? To be against it all the time and to leave off hurtful comments on how gross it is at every opportunity is homophobic to me. If it weren't for the exam or for Louis then you wouldn't be here now. I'd rather fail than endure you" she clarified once and for all.

"Maybe you but me..".

"Leave it" she cut him off and turned to her text.

No matter how much Louis agreed with her, the situation was now even more uncomfortable and tense than before. But he was touched how much Eleanor supported him.

Harry's words hurt him every time, even if it was casual. Sure, Louis was proud to be gay and stood up for it, but those comments hurt anyway. Knowing that there were so many people who are still against it isn't a nice feeling. Thereby one has the need to hide and to deny oneself. Louis would never do that, but he still knew that feeling, that voice that tells you to hide.

For some reason, Harry's bitch hurt even more than others. He didn't want to think about the reason, because as soon as he would, there would be no turning back. He could already think of the reason. He was screwed.

The whole week went on like this. Every day after school, the three met at Eleanor's home to go through the text for an hour. Then they went home to study for the other exams. The original text was no longer recognizable. They had each time improvised and opted for the best. Each time the text evaded something from the template. The only thing that just didn't work out was the most important part. The moment where Louis' role begins to explain to Harry's role the feelings of the "friend", who doesn't exist, and Harry becomes aware of his feelings. This guy just doesn't have any idea of ​​feelings. Eleanor and Louis were desperate.

"It's not working. No matter how many times we practice it, it just isn't convincing. Harry, you really have to be in love" moaned Eleanor on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

"With that face in front of me that's not possible" Harry complained.

Ouch, that hurt. Sure, the two were not friends, but Harry always had to rub his distaste into his face.

"You have no good taste. Fine, just imagine he is someone else, someone to whom you want to give your heart to" Eleanor suggested.

"There is no such person. It's all about lust and passion. This whole love circus is ridiculous" said Harry convinced.

Louis couldn't help it. He just looked at him in puzzlement. So many people these days were of the opinion that love doesn't exist and apparently Harry was one of them too. He wondered if there might be a reason for it or a trigger, but then he remembered Zayn's words again. There is no tragic background story for Harry's behaviour and attitude. Some people were just like that. They take what they want, have fun but refuse any kind of attachment. No feelings just physical.

Louis found this a pity and a lonely life. What is nicer than having someone who is always by your side and loves you just as you are? Not like Louis knew how that felt, but he didn't give up hope.

One day he would find this one person. This person would tear down all his walls and heal his complexes. He would be defenceless but wouldn't want it otherwise. They would be one. Soulmates.

"Do you want to tell me there isn't one person in this world for whom you would change your mind?" Eleanor asked horrified.

"Maybe Frankie Sandford" Harry admitted.

"Seriously? Just look at him, he could be her twin!" exclaimed Eleanor.

"Ey" Louis complained.

"We're not getting rid of that ignorance. Louis it's up to you. Be so convincingly in love with these idiot that it hurts" Eleanor begged.

"Yeah, come on Boobear, make me a declaration of love" joked Harry.

"Oh, with pleasure, nothing better than that, but who of you? You or your ego?" Louis replied sarcastically.

"My ego would love to hear how much you love me, Frankie" he mockedLouis.

"Whatever you say, Susan Boyle" Louis countered, enjoying Harry's shocked face. He sat down opposite Harry and took a deep breath.

"Be persuasive, tell his role what is so beautiful about him or her, exaggerate the best and please don't throw up" Eleanor reminded him.

"Harriet" started Louis and couldn't help laughing. "Do you know what it's like being in love, but knowing that your love will not be reciprocated?"

"Yes why?".

"I... umm my friend Wilma is having this problem right now. She's in love with this wonderful girl, but she doesn't dare to tell her" Louis went on.

"But why doesn't she just tell her?".

"She is afraid of being hurt. She is not only afraid that the feelings are one-sided, but also that she will never forgive her and she will lose her."

"Why should she lose her?"

"If she rejects her, that would be the end of the world for her. She has never loved anyone so much, and she lied to her to be around her. She just wanted to do everything to at least be friends with her... Now she doesn't know what to do any more, she's desperate because she can't hide her feelings any more and that could ruin their friendship" Louis explained, looking everywhere except Harry'sface.

"That must be someone special with all the effort" said Harry and you could hear how ridiculous he found it all. Almost, Louis would have risen up and quit. Harry was an unfeeling fool, but Louis wouldn't let him mess this up.

"You can say that. She's really special" Louis raved, looking Harry in the eye. He had to look convincing and withstand his gaze. These eyes ....

"She has the most beautiful green eyes in the whole world, simply indescribably beautiful. And she has the best smile ever. When she smiles my umm her heart warms a lot. And she has pretty curls, you want to get lost in. Chocolate brown" Louis counted up and realized how he lost himself in Harry's eyes. That wasn't allowed to happen. Above all, Harry wasn't allowed to notice that.

Far too conspicuously, he cleared his throat and went on. "But the best thing about her is her personality. She always makes me laugh, always has an open ear, accepts me as I am. And she is very sweet, down to earth, charismatic, trustworthy, reliable, and sometimes she can be cheeky. Just perfect" Louis finished his description, but didn't break the eye contact.

"Louis, that was fantastic. That's how you have to do it" Eleanor said happily. "Has anybody seen my pen? No? Great" she snorted, searching for her pen.

Harry and Louis were still just sitting there. Louis urgently needed to get his hormones under control. It was not more than hormones. No feelings. Nope.

"That was pretty convincing. I almost thought you were really talking about me and you forgot you were playing a role" Harry whispered seductively, tapping Louis' thighs with his fingertips.

Immediately Louis froze to ice. Flasbacks from the past started flooding in. He felt very uncomfortable when Harry did that, but his body seemed to see it differently. He already felt the effect slightly in his pants.

"Is that little gay boy into the big Styles?" he mocked him, letting his hand wander more upward.

"Keep dreaming, Harold" Louis replied sassily.

"In my dreams only naked Victoria Secret Angels show up, but I'm sure you've already undressed me in your dreams and let me fuck you against the wall" Harry countered.

"I'm sorry I have to disappoint you. Never happened, never will" said Louis clearly and that wasn't even a lie.

"Sure" said Harry.

"Louis, can you come over here?" Eleanor called from the hall. Immediately, Louis got up and went to the door.

"Pity, then we'll have to discuss your sex fantasies another time" Harry laughed and skillfully dropped onto the bed, thrusting his hip in the air. Fuck.

"Only when you stop denying your fantasies about me" Louis replied cheekily, winked at him and left the room. Just two more days. Then he would be gone again.

"Zayn, that's absolutely amazing" Louis marvelled as he looked at Zayn's art project.

"Thanks. I made a lot of effort, but I don't think it's done" Zayn said, examining his work.

"It's perfect, stop doubting" Louis assured him.

"Whatever. Are you hungry, there's cake left? "Zayn changed the subject.

Louis put his hand against his chest in shock and his jaw dropped. "You have cake the whole time and you tell me this now?".

"I guess Niall is not the only food-obsessed idiot" Zayn chuckled, heading downstairs.

Louis followed him, ruffling Zayn's hair. That was his punishment. He knew how much Zayn loved his hair.

"Hey, not the hair" he exclaimed.

"Self-Guilt" sing-songed Louis while he took the first piece of cake.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Confused, the two looked at each other. "Do you expect anyone else?" Louis asked with cake in his mouth.

Zayn shook his head, got up and went to the door. Oddly enough, he was totally nervous and was almost a little scared to open the door. He should stop watching such weird films.

When he opened the door, he didn't know how to react. Should he be happy or run away in panic? How had she found him?

"Hello Zayn, may I come in?" she greeted him kindly.

That only confused him more. Did he ever tell her his name and why didn't she suddenly sound crazy any more?

He took a step aside and let her in. Startled, he followed her into the living room, where her eyes fell directly on Louis, who was still eating cake.

"Oh, hello Louis. Good that you're here too" she greeted him and sat down on the sofa.

Struggling for words, Louis looked at Zayn, who shrugged his shoulders and gave him that one look, that he thankfully understood instantly. What was the woman doing here? How did she find him and why was she here? Zayn didn't even want to know where she got their names from. Louis and Zayn sat opposite her and didn't know what to say.

"Well you look good. Dry. Are you alone?" she interrupted the silence. Zayn just nodded.

Then he noticed how the woman's gaze fell on his necklace and then wandered to Louis'. A big smile spread on her face. "Jade" she murmured softly, Zayn almost didn't hear it.

"Who is Jade?" Zayn asked carefully. She looked up and then back at the necklace.

"I would like to tell you a story, but there is still someone missing. Can you bring them here?" she ignored his question. Zayn wanted to ask how she knew about the others, but he knew it would be pointless. Besides, that woman probably knew more than he liked.

"Louis, can you call Harry? I know I'm asking a lot, but he's not going to answer me anyway. I'll call Niall" Zayn begged Louis with a pleading look.

"Okay" Louis agreed and pulled out his cell phone.

"Don't forget Liam" said the woman and no, the two weren't completely shocked. No, rather overwhelmed. Okay, shocked.

Zayn pressed speed dial and directly heard the familiar ringing. After a few seconds, the call were answered. "Hey Zayn, what's up?" Liam's voice sounded at the end of the line.

"Can you two come right away? I know you're studying, but it's important" Zayn came straight to the point.

"Oh, um, yeah. Niall, move your lazy butt, we're going to Zayn" he heard Liam call.

"Okay, Loverboy, just don't hurry. You'll see him soon enough, but isn't Louis with him?" Niall's voice sounded in the background. A muffled sound was heard, followed by an "ouch".

"We're on our way" Liam finally announced.

"See you soon". So he hung up and went back into the living room. Ignoring the feeling he got hearing the word Loverboy.

At the same time, Louis struggled with himself and the call. He really didn't want to call him. Not after the last rehearsal. But he had to. This also affected him and was more important than Louis' complexes. He considered the fact that he had Harry's number extremely strange.

It rang for a while, and Louis figured Harry wouldn't answer any more. But then Harry's voice muffled. "What?" Harry breathed with a pretty deep voice, sounding damn breathless.

"You have to come urgently, it's important" Louis babbled without thinking.

"Really? Can you see clairvoyance?" Harry returned groaning sarcastically.

"What?" Louis didn't understand. At the other end of the line he heard soft sounds and murmurs.

"Come to the point" Harry ordered gasping. His deep voice shot right through Louis' entire body.

"Cum" he heard someone giggle.

"Fuck Harry, don't tell me you're answering your phone while you have sex! That's disgusting" exclaimed Louis in disgust. At the same time he felt such a sting in his chest. That wasn't a nice feeling.

"As if you didn't always wanted to know what it would sound like to fuck with me" Harry shot back. "Ahh ... yes ... right there" he gasped uncontrollably.

"Fuck... harder Harry ..." he heard a female voice begging followed by the sound of clapping skin.

"Ride me faster, Camille Baby. I'm very close" groaned Harry.

Louis just wanted to throw the phone against the wall, ran to the bathroom and throw up. This was something he never wanted to hear. From No one.

"Just come over to Zayn when she abused your dick enough, it's important, very fishy" Louis said in a harsh voice, at least that was the plan, and hung up without waiting for an answer.

He didn't care if it suited Harry. If he had no time that was his problem. But his problem is just being eliminated. Urgh, he had to stop thinking about that. It didn't matter to Louis if he would come over now. To be honest, he didn't want to see him right now. He would never forget these noises and the resulting image in his head. How should he normally look at him without wanting to puke?

Dizzy, Louis sat down next to Zayn on the sofa again. "And does he come?" Zayn asked.

"Oh that's for sure but I don't know if he comes to us" replied Louis cheeky.

"What? Didn't you ... Oh ..... He didn't actually ......... Shit ..... Are you saying that ... Oh ... " Zayn stammered as he realized what Louis did wanted to hint.

"This Dickhead. I should have called him. I'm sorry, Louis" Zayn murmured softly as his guilty conscience devoured him.

"It's okay. Somebody had to call him. No one could guess that he ... well" trailed Louis off and stared at the floor.

Zayn wondered how often this issue will actually create a problem between the two. Another Problem. Harry wasn't helping Louis to deal with....that, when he was always around them. Sometimes Zayn would like to grab Louis and keep him safe in a box until Harry is no longer a problem and the world has improved. Unfortunately that wasn't possible.

His friend sat next to him as if frozen and probably traumatized till the end of his life. Okay, maybe Zayn exaggerated, but it was all about his best friend. He stayed with it. The two should just marry and move to a lonely island. Then their problems would be solved. Then they would just have each other. Maybe he should just suggest this to Louis? Maybe not...

"Zayn! Louis, where are you?" Liam called as he entered the house with Niall.

"We're over here" Zayn called back from the living room.

When Liam and Niall arrived in the living room and saw the woman, Zayn could see exactly the same expression he must have had when he saw her standing in front of the door.

"Niall, Liam, please sit down" she greeted the two shocked boys, who sat down without saying a word. "Now only Harry is missing" she says.

"Maybe we have to wait a little longer ..." Louis mumbled to himself.

Liam looked at him questioningly and then searched for Zayn's look. "Don't ask" he whispered.

"What if he doesn't come?" Niall asked as if he had noticed the tension.

"Oh, he'll probably do that several times" Louis muttered as Zayn gently stroked his back.

"Then we will start without him" answered the woman.

"Start what?" Niall wanted to know impatiently.

"Nice and slow, my boy. You will know that later".

Even before Niall could answer, the front door opened and Harry came in. His hair was tousled, his lips swollen, and he wore only sweatpants, that hung lightly over his waist, and a black t-shirt. Liam and Niall turned their heads to Zayn and Louis, the realization was written on their faces.

There were three sofas in Zayn's living room. Like a kind of sitting area. Two stood on the sides and one more in the middle. All around a table and directed to the TV. In the middle sat Niall and Liam. On another one sat the woman and opposite her sat Louis and Zayn.

"What is this? An eco-meeting?" Harry asked condescendingly as he looked at the scene in front of him.

"Just sit down" Zayn grumbled.

Harry's eyes wandered from the spot next to the woman to Liam and Niall over to Zayn and Louis. As he looked at the two of them, there was a nasty glint in Harry's eyes and he sat down next to Louis on the armrest of the sofa. How gladly Zayn would get up and push him down, just alone for Louis' reaction. Flinching and freezing.

"Now that you're all here, I want to thank you for taking care of my treasures so well. I know it wasn't easy to get one of them" the woman started, her gaze fixed on Zayn's and Louis' necklaces.

"So they belonged to you?" Liam asked curiously.

"One by one" she blocked the question.

Louis was totally confused now, but very excited. He felt that they were experiencing something new and very important now. With all his power he tried to focus on the woman, but Harry made it really hard for him. Not in that way.

Harry had moved closer to him, so now his thigh pressed against Louis' while his foot was playing with Louis' leg. Quite inconspicuous of course.

At the same time his fingers kept sliding along Louis' arm, which gave him goose bumps. It tickled and tingled everywhere and he suppressed the urge to shudder. He didn't want to imagine where those fingers already were today.

"So that you guys understand everything and don't think I'm a crazy stalker I have to go back to the beginning. 50 years back. Back then so many things were different, but one thing was the same. The Moon Pool.

When I was 15, me and three other other girls accidentally stranded on Mako Island. We didn't really knew each other. Just by seeing as we went to the same school. We walked through the woods and then found a cave that, you know, led to the Moon Pool. It was magical. I don't have to tell you how magical it was. From that day on, our lives have changed forever. We now had a big shared secret that we couldn't confide in anyone, not anyone except our best friend. He was there for us and helped us in hopeless situations that we couldn't handle on our own. He was able to help us differently than we could help each other.

This secret has welded us all together. We became the best of friends and trusted each other blindly. Trust is the most important thing about this whole thing. You need to be honest with each other" she told them about her past and looked at Harry at her last words. Under her gaze Harry shifted nervously back and forth.

"But of course, there were also fights and problems. There is no such secret without shadows. We had to learn to control our abilities, to avoid water inconspicuously and to avoid possible dangers. But that wasn't always possible because you can't control everything. First of all, not other people. But no matter what happened we always had each other. No matter how difficult it was sometimes or how dangerous it could get, this secret has given me my three best friends. Jesy, Leigh Anne and Andre.

But the most magical thing that happened to me and the best thing was that I met my Soulmate and we have been connected ever since. My Jade.

So, no matter how difficult it may be and what strange situation this brings to you, remember you are not alone. You have each other and can rely on each other. I have already seen your strong friendship. This is something special. Maybe even stronger than ours.

But above all, it is possible that one gets a person held right under the nose. The one who belongs to you. The person you've always been looking for, even if it may not look like it now" she continued calmly, smiling sheepishly as she mentioned Jade.

Her story sounded similar to theirs. Louis tried to imagine her and her friends back then. That was a completely different time. And had she just hinted that this jade was her soulmate? Her girlfriend? The thought made Louis smile, it was so sweet.

But why did she look in his direction with her last words? And had she just looked at Harry? Louis noticed that Harry had stopped stroking his arm and his foot was now still. Apparently he had noticed that too and it didn't seem to suit him.

"Your soulmate" she said softly and this time Louis was sure she was looking at them.

Yes, she didn't know the boys so well. First she talks about strong friendship between all Five and now that ... No idea what she meant by that, but Louis decided to ignore it.

"That sounds like you had a lot of fun" came Niall first.

"Yeah we had. It was fantastic, most of the time" she smiled nostalgically.

"Excuse me, but what's up with the necklaces? Sorry that I ask" Liam wanted to know.

"You don't need to apologize, I know that sometimes I talk too much" she laughed. "The necklaces we gave ourselves when we were 16 years old, as a kind of promise after something had happened. It was supposed to connect us forever, but it didn't. Leigh Anne couldn't handle it, she just couldn't accept it. Neither of us wanted that to happen, but she always called it a curse. She wanted to be normal. Then came that one day she sank the necklace in the Moon Pool and made a momentous decision. Since then everything was different. She still always helped us, but it wasn't the same any more.

Jesy and she were pretty much at odds with each other. Leigh was just fixated on Andre, which eventually led to us barely seeing her. Jesy went out to the sea for years. Leigh and Andre got married, Jade and I had a happy life, but without our friends around us, it was weird. We saw each other again sometimes, but Leigh was not the same any more.

Zayn, you found your necklace on the bottom of the Moon Pool. Louis, yours belonged to Jade. It makes me happy to see you with it. She would have wanted it that way" she told them.

The thought of her lost friendship made Zayn infinitely sad. He wondered what had happened. What was this incident? Presumably they would never know.

"This is mine. And I want to give it to you" she said, taking the necklace with a green stone from her neck, then she stood up and surprisingly walked up to Harry.

"You may not understand it yet, but you will. I was just like you. Take care of it and him" she whispered to him as she handed him the necklace, and no one except Harry understood what she was saying.

Louis only heard word fragments like 'just like you' and 'take care'. He just didn't understand that woman.

As she sat down, she smiled at the boys. "One more thing. The moon. Don't be afraid of him. You're in touch with him, that's a good thing. One day you will be largely immune to its effects. The fullmoon will affect you for a while, but that will eventually stop. You can learn to resist him over time. Except on special occasions. He's not dangerous" she assured them.

"Seemed differently" Zayn said incredulously.

"Trust me, Zayn. It's getting better". She stood up slowly and walked to the door.

"Wait, you never told us your name" Zayn called after her.

She stopped at the door and looked back at them. "My Name is Perrie".

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What do you think about it?

Harry making Louis feel uncomfortable on Purpose?

Did you guess it was Perrie?

Her Story?

So the next Full Moon is near. Any thoughts what could happen?

Please tell me what you think :)