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Chapter 27

I'M SORRY IT'S LATE AND I'M SORRY IT A CRAP CHAPTER 

IV'E BEEN SLAMMED WITH ASSIGNMENTS SO FORGIVE ME 

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‘I’m gonna do it’

‘Do what?’ I ask turning to Zayn

‘Do an Art course, I thought about it and even if I don’t make it as an artist maybe I could be an art teacher’ he says smiling

I smile, ‘that’s amazing Zayn! I’m sure you’ll love it’

He slightly blushes, ‘I hope so’

We head over to the table and sit down with everyone else, just as I do I get a text from Harry.

Harry: We’ve got another gig Friday, you up for it?

I smile as I type a reply

Lylah: Sure, as long as there are no surprises like last time

Harry: I can’t guarantee that

I frown, wait what?

Lylah: What are you doing Harry?...

Harry: Don’t you worry your pretty little head about it

I shake my head and put my phone back in my pocket

I scan the table and I notice I’m the only girl here… great so Mia and Chelsea aren’t here, again.

I groan lean my head on the table, ‘she’s avoiding me isn’t she?’

Tim frowns ‘who, Mia?’

I sit up and nod, ‘I haven’t seen her since last week!’

‘Yeah, what’s up with you two?’ asks Rick

I sigh, ‘We had a bit of a fight and now she’s avoiding me’

Tim scoffs, ‘don’t take it personally, she’s ignoring everyone, and anyway she’ll get over it soon’

Giving up on the topic I turn to Zayn, ‘did you hear about Friday?’

He nods ‘yeah, Perrie and I are both going’

I sheepishly smile, ‘did Harry tell you anything about doing something for me on Friday?’

He tries to hide his smile but fails, ‘yeah why?’

‘He won’t tell me that’s all’

He holds his hands up and smiles, ‘I don’t know anything, I just know he’s writing another song for you but apparently it’s happier and more upbeat then the last song’

 I can’t help the smile taking over my face as I think about the last song he wrote for me, he and Niall are actually extremely talented, it’s nice to see them getting more calls for gigs.

I finish my pasta and look up at everyone at the table to all their eyes looking at something behind me.

I turn around to see what they’re looking at, and surly enough it’s Mia and Chelsea.

Mia makes eye contact with me but quickly looks away.

I want to run over and talk to her but I’m locked in place.

I’m not sure if it’s because I’m so nervous my heart is going jump out of my throat of the fact that Mia looked so…different.

Her hair was messy and no longer looked silky soft but rough and sharp, what was her perfectly shaped finger nails are now bitten to her nail buds and I know her to well to know that she does when she’s either stressed or upset.

Before I can get myself out of the seat she and Chels are gone.

I turn back around and see everyone looking at me but I don’t acknowledge it.

‘I…uh, I-I’m gonna go’ I say quietly, everyone says quiet byes as I pick up my bag and the pasta container to throw in the bin.

I power walk home, as the last place I want to be right now is outside with people.

A thousand things go through my mind at once and I want them all to go away. I don’t want to think about anything.

I’m sweating, my feet hurt and I’m so tired I could sleep in a bed of nails but I need to get home and away from people.

I let out a sigh of relief as I reach the security door of my apartment block. I run up the stairs with a massive urge driving me just to get my apartment.

As I open the door and see everything is left how I left it, that adrenaline I had is now gone.

I knew she wasn’t going to be here but, I just wanted to see something to show she’s been here.

I shut the door and sit down on the couch, by myself. I look around my dark apartment and notice how empty it is without her.

I need her back.