*READ CHAPTER 38 BEFORE READING THIS TO REFRESH YOUR MEMORY*
Eve POV
With a glazed look in my eye, Niall and I go out on a Mcdonalds run for what seems to be the 10th time as we had lost a bet against Dani in saying that we wouldn't be a trending topic today.
We were wrong.
Niall and I were trending for the past few days in some way. Whether it be something about how our relationship was fake, Yin-Yang was breaking up as a band, Harry was actually gay for Niall, I was actually a homewrecker, or support. We were trending. There really wasn't anything I could do about it. But Dani decided to turn it into a fun thing, so everytime that we were trending we had to go buy her a Happy Meal from McDonald's.
"How does Dani stay so fit from all this fast food?" I ask Niall, attempting to make conversation. Niall looks at me for me a moment.
"It's probably her weird metabolism." He speaks. I shrug and smile woefully. Being with Niall isn't as great as being with Harry. Harry would have gone on some tangent about how there are probably antibodies in her stomach attacking all the fat, or something weird like that with some Shakespearean reference tied up in there somewhere. Nevertheless, he is okay. Niall goes up to order as I stay at the table. I feel a tug on my shirt. Turning around, I see a kid looking about 6 holding a big flower. She smiles like she's just met Jesus, until it pops into my head that she's smiling at me.
"Hi." She smiles timidly. I smile back at her.
"Hi, what's your name?" I ask politely. She looks astonished as if she can't believe thay she's actually talking to me.
"I'm Amy, you met me before in the mall with your Harry." She explains just as equally as polite. I remember her, she was such a small girl before. It's obvious that she grew up a bit. The last time I saw her was when she was lost in the mall. Harry and I were looking for her mother.
"Is your Harry in the washroom again?" She continues impatiently. I didn't know what to say. I felt a kiss on my cheek, and I knew it was Niall. I saw Amy's face drop instantly. She looked puzzled, betrayed almost.
"That's not your Harry." She informs me as if I don't know. "My mommy told me that only people who love each other kiss. Why did he kiss you?" She asks, terrified by what my answer could be. I didn't know how to answer her, so I didn't. Amy stands up on the chair she's standing on. The young girl is fuming at me, unable to understand what is going on.
"Tell me, do you not love your Harry anymore?" She demands to know of me. I look around and see that everyone is staring at us. Niall is looking down because we both know the answer to this question.
"Just say it Eve, if you love Niall it should be easy right?" She accuses sarcastically. I can't say anything to her. She's seen what I'm like with Harry, and even she can see through my lie. This young girl, is absolutely 100% right. I don't love Niall.
"If your super power isn't saving each other or love than it must be telling lies because you told me so many of them!" Amy yells at me. It's clear to Amy that I'm lying to her about my relationship with Niall, but it's something that wasn't clear to me. Not only had I lied to her, but I lied to the entire world. That's not something I feel comfortable with. I feel tears threatening to prick my eyes.
I don't love Harry. I don't love him.
I tried to comfort her, but how could I? Someone she looked up to had filled her with hopes of what love was like and smashed them right in her face. I eventually left the fast food restaurant crying because I couldn't find a way to answer her question.
I drag Niall out of the establishment, until we're in an empty parking lot.
"Eve, I think we should stop thi-" He says but before Niall can finish his sentence, I kiss him. As I kiss him passionately, I look for the spark that Harry and I had. It's not there, and I know why. It's because I am obviously still in love with Harry. I don't even know why I'm kissing him. I don't even know why I'm in this relationship with him. Is it because I'm too wrapped up in making sure that he doesn't feel the way that I did? Maybe because I want to move on and this is the only way I know how? Either way It doesn't matter because this is probably going to be on the news tomorrow saying something lovey dovey about us, making me dig a deeper hole into this mess I've made.
As I pull away from Niall, he has an expression on his face that I do not understand.
"Eve, we really need to stop this. This isn't good for either of us."
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