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The flashes are blinding. I should've known there would be paparazzi. I want to turn around, but I can't go back in there.

"Is it true? Are you and Niall dating?" A reporter asks.

"No." I answer.

"How about Harry? Are you and Harry still dating?"

"No." I push through the crowd and onto the sidewalk. A black van pulls up beside me and the window rolls down. 

"Paul!" I shout throwing open the door. I hop inside.

"We need to talk." Paul tells me.

"Trust me. I know." I huff.

"Who are you dating?" He asks.

"Nobody." I tell him.

"Really? Are you planning on anything?"

"Niall wants to date me. Harry's mad."

"Well I need you to do something."

"What?"

"Go out with Niall."

"Why?

"The fans want it."

"What do I tell Harry?"

"Whatever you want."

"Okay." I tell him. Harry deserves it. He's cheating on me, why can't I have some fun with Niall? Paul drops me off at the backside of the hotel and I scurry to my room without running into any of the other guys. Lissa is in there when I get back.

"Hey Cal. I ordered room service." She tells me motioning to the breakfast foods set out over the table.

"I'm gonna start going out with Niall." I tell her. She looks up from her pastry.

"What?" She asks swallowing the food.

"If Harry's cheating on me, why can't I have some fun with the guy I like?"

"This is a bad idea, Cal." Liss tells me. I ignore her and grab a heavier jacket.

"I'm gonna see if he's in his room." I tell her and take off down the hallway. I knock on the door 130 and it opens, revealing Niall in his underwear.

"I forgive you." I say. "Now go put some pants on. We're going out. 

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