lion heart;

“I have no idea, but since you don’t remember anything, I really want to know. Wild night without me, Hen?” 

“Wait, so that was not you with me doing shots in the bar last night?” she asked confused, her brows furrowing together.

Henley tried to force a smile, “You could say that. Maybe a little too wild for my taste.” She mused, burying her head in her hands. “Thanks, babe. You’re a doll.”

She let out a giggle and started bouncing up and down, even though there was no music. “Believe it or not, but people do it all the time!”

“Those people have bland lives, I tell you!” Laughing, she continued to bounce and spin around to the music that she was hearing more in her mind than outside.

“You!” Everette pointed at the person closest to her. “Come dance with me!”

Henley just laughed and linked arms with them. “No one should ever say no to dancing!”

Even the smell from where I’m standing is repulsive. Who even made that?

I wish I could’ve beaten Briana in the race to carry Louis Tomlinson’s child.

Who and who now?

Mateus sighs against he leans against the bar, sliding the other’s drink to them as he peers at the person in question. “Six foot, maybe 5′11. ‘Dunno. Why do you ask?” 

Henley’s brows furrowed in confusion, “I’m sorry, what?”

“I should be more appreciated here since I don’t steal all your stuff when I have daily opportunities to.”

“I appreciate you, love.”

“So apparently I can’t just eat for free at the restaurant? There’re no employee discounts? I demand more food.”

“Unless you’re willing to sneak into the kitchen and steal some food, then yeah, you can most definitely eat for free at the restaurant.”

Yes, think that I walked right past her on the lobby. The photographers were all over her so it has to be Cara, right?

Of course! Who else would they gawk all over?

“Getting arsed? What the hell does that mean? That does not sound pleasant.”

She laughed, “Getting drunk. You should really study up on your British slang more, love.”

“Why? It’s not like you’re fragile.” He countered, laughing at her demand to be ‘gentle’. He was still pulling her when they got outside, til it dawned on him that he hadn’t the slightest idea of where to go. “It’s probably best if you lead, I’d just get us lost.” Pausing, he pretended to think. “Unless you want to get lost with me. In which case, I am happily get us lost for you.”

“You make a very good point,” she nodded. “But I do like to take care of my girls. And I do hope you do to.” Huffing out a breath, she laugh but instantly halted when he was still forcefully pulling her outside. She rolled her eyes, shaking her head at her friend as she knew he would never believe her to be taken gently as he might or might not know about her conquests. “And here I thought you were my ticket to Hogwarts. Gosh dangit.” Playfully pouting, she snapped her fingers together. “I don’t know, Tom. The last time I let you lead us to elsewhere we ended up getting stuck in a warehouse where there was smuggling going on.”