"So, do you wanna a partner spy on your dear brother?" I asked her.

I shouldn't have gone into the folder with the name 'Do not open.'

But I did. And I got her to open up more. This mystery of a girl is unraveling. And I'll be there, to see the real her. I bet it would be beautiful. The most beautiful, inhumanly perfect, spectacular creature. To be called human, it was an insult the angel next to me.

"I guess. It would be fun to sabotage it. But I'm not that mean. First, we need to find out where he's taking her. Then we get costumes. Then, we plan a way to make them fall for each other." Jo said, rubbing her hands together.

"Oh my god! I have the best idea! Do Harry or Ashley know where I work?!" she asked, hopping up and down.

"Hmmm," I said, deep in thought. "Harry doesn't know. Ash knows you work, but not where."

"Get Harry's phone. Okay? Then say to dress casually. I'll hint it to Harry, that Ash likes simple things. It will be perfect. He'll ask for a casual diner. You 'suggest' that he goes to the place I work. I'll wear my wig, beanie and glasses. They'll never know. That way, I get to spy on them, and I can ask for a day off on next Friday or something!!!'' said Jo, hopping up and down, grinning excitedly.

It looks good on her. I know that she might seem happy, but she is sorta sad on the inside. She still is sad about Rachel. I don't blame her. And it's my fault.

Why does it seem like, when I say that, it's like I blame myself on purpose?

"What's wrong, Louis?" she asked, poking my cheek.

"N-Nothing. I'll go get Hazz's phone. Lets get this party started!" I said, faking as much enthusiasm as possible. I tried to walk by her, heading for the stairs.

She saw through me, quicker than I expected. No one sees through me that well. She grabbed my wrist, not letting me go

"Shut up Lou. We both know that something is on your mind. You don't have to tell me, and we could forget this. But I'm here if you do want to..."

I sighed. "I'm just sad. Cause you never open up to me. I understand, that you're uncomfortable with that. But that's cause you're used to keeping it in your chest. But there are people who care."

"Oh yeah?! Like who?" she said.

"Harry?"

"He's family. Nothing but politeness." she said. It was gonna be tough to do this with her.

"Ashley?"

"Best friend. And she likes Hazz, so the family gets a sugar coated version of Ashley."

"El? Dani? Per?"

"They are girls. Girls naturally feel the need to care for others. And they blame themselves; either out of attention seeking, or because its a habit."

"Liam?"

"I'm part of Hazz's family. Therefore, he cares for me as his little sister, because Harry is like a brother to him." She was smirking, by now. She thought I couldn't win, which is wrong.

I was not backing down. This is my last chance.

"Me? I don't do it out of politeness. And I am your best friend, but that is only because I care about you, more than anyone, in fact. I'm obviously not a girl or gay, so I don't feel obligated to do this, of course. And, you're more than just a little sister, too me. You're my bestest friend. Little sister don't give good advice, like best friends. And they don't open up totally, too big brothers, like best friends do." I said, daring her to say something.

"But, you're different! You don't count. You're special. Not like anyone else..." she said, looking at the floor.

"Hey, I'm just like everyone out there. Nothing specially different. Well, except that I'm your best friend." I said, making her crack a smile.

"Whatever you say, Shakespeare."

AJ's POV

We headed down the stairs.

"Where's everyone?" I asked no one.

"I wonder..." said Louis, absent-mindedly intertwining our fingers.

"Whatever." I said, plopping on the couch.

Louis, who just rolled his eyes, lifted my head so he could sit down. Currently, I was laying down on the couch, with my head in Lou's lap. Just a normal moment for us.

"I hate my life." I say, covering my face with my hands.

"Should I be offended?" Lou asked.

"No. Not at all. I mean, I'm the most complicated person I know. I just have to remember something from my past, and I burst into tears. I swear, I don't know how anyone puts up with me!"

"Well, you are extra happy. And for the record, I don't think that. I know that you have a lot kept inside. And I would be balling my eyes out for hours, every time I thought about something you went through."

"Honestly? My life, at the moment, is better than any fairytale in the world. I mean, who needs a prince? All I need, and have gotten, is a real family, friends who care and chocolate."

We stayed quiet, enjoying the silence. He was playing with my hair, and I with his fingers.

"Well, I guess we look for the others now!"

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