Bedhead and Karma

A Chapter by Sophie

Twelve

Louis

Back in my apartment, I think about what Ali told us. She was holding something back, but I won't pressure it out of her, it was obviously painful to tell us what she did.

We start recording the new album tomorrow, Zayn already has his song written, I've barely started though. I sit on the couch, eating my microwaveable meal and watching the telly. Then I get out a notebook and a pen and stare blankly at the page until it's a reasonable time to go to bed. I just can't get a song.

I crawl into bed and fall asleep.

When I open my eyes in the morning, something light yellow blocks my view, and someone is in the bed with me. I take the sticky note off my forehead, next to me is Ali, sleeping, sprawled out on the entire bed, leaving me with a corner. I read the note.

Told you I could get in whenever :P You don't want some creepy fan sneaking in your room and sleeping in the same bed as you, oh, wait...

I laugh and put the note in my bedside table drawer, then roll over and put my arms around her and fall back asleep. I wake up to Ali kissing me as her alarm on her phone goes off.

“Good morning.” She says.

“Morning.” I grumble, opening my eyes and sitting up. She take one look at my hair and bursts into laughter. I look in the mirror on the door. My hair sticks out in all directions, and my fringe sticks straight up, making me look like a unicorn.

“I've always wanted a unicorn!” She grins.

“Have you always wanted to kiss one though?”

“I can't say that...” She says, smoothing down my hair and then kissing me.

“You're beautiful.” I remind her. She doesn't reply, just kisses me again. But I know she doesn't believe me.

“Why don't you try to fix... that.” She gestures wildly to my hair.

“Nah, I kinda like it like this, it's gonna be the new trend.” I say, looking into the mirror to stick the bangs up again.

“On Twitter!” She smiles evilly as I turn to face her. Her phone is out and she's taking a picture, I quickly smile, and do a double thumbs up. As she types she says what she's typing slowly, “Louis' bed head.” Then she looks up at me, “I've acquired quite a few new Twitter followers... Might need to change my name to Real Ali Matthews.” She grins.

“Wonderful, good luck with the thousands of tweets for you.” I say, grinning at her karma.

“Shush, you.” We get up and eat and then she notices the clock on the microwave.

“Crap! I have to do take a shower and get dressed! Crap crap! I'm gonna be late! Crap!” She grabs her phone. “Sorry! I have to go!”

I go to shower too, belting out the Barney theme song because it's stuck in my head. Then I get ready, grab the notebook and a pen, and head out the door. When I get into the hall, I can hear our songs blasting from inside, and amazingly, I can hear her belting it out along with it and I smile. I'm in the lobby when I meet the crazy neighbor Ali told me about.

She screams shrilly and runs over to me and hugs me.

“Well hello there.” I say stiffly, trying to pry her fingers off me. She's literally sobbing into me, saying something unintelligible.

“Listen, I really am going to be late for recording, I would be very happy to stay and... chat with you, Love, but I have to go.” I add the 'Love' as a way to convince her. She lets go and nods and I fast walk to the door and into my car. I get to the studio before Harry and I walk in.

When Harry gets here, we run through the songs a few times, then go into the room to record. Afterward, we hang around, just talking.

“So I heard about what happened to Ali, poor girl.” Liam says.

“Yeah, her mom was a real arse.” I agree.

“Her mom wrote hate messages on her car?!” Niall exclaims.

“Huh? Oh no. Talking about two different things, sorry.” I explain.

“Lou, don't tell them, she wouldn't like that.” Harry says.

“I wasn't planning on it, that's Ali's decision.”

“Is anyone going trick-or-treating this year?” Zayn asks, after a pause.

“Yeah, probably.” I answer.

“We should look for costumes together.” Niall suggests. We all nod, we're going tonight.

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