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“So… He kissed you huh?” Harry said with a cheeky grin. I rolled my eyes at him and his assumptions, even though they were correct.
“He was drunk!” I defended, “It didn’t mean anything.”
“Sure it didn’t,” said Zayn with a short smile.
“Zayn shut up,” I said in monotone, “He was drunk, he didn’t know what the fuck he doing, end of story!” I shouted.
They kept the same unbelieving smirks on their faces.
It probably has something to do with the fact that I suck at lying.
We stayed in silence as we waited for Niall to wake up. We took him back to my flat and we called the boys up to come get him up but he wouldn’t want to leave so he crashed on my bed. The boys have been here since three O’clock in the morning.
Every other few minutes they start bombarding me with questions about what happened last night. I lied and told them that he was upset about how Simon wanted him to get a fake girlfriend. Then they would ask who, but I said Simon pulled back the deal because of what happened.
“So if Simon wanted him to get a fake girlfriend,” started Harry up again, “Why would you pretend to still be with that Mauro guy?”
“Because people are still calling me a home-wrecker,” I told him for the fiftieth time.
“…How did your day with Mauro go?” asked Liam, finally decided to change the questions up a bit.
“Fine,” I said with a shrug, “Like any other fake date.”
“You guys seemed rather friendly,” said Louis with a serious tone. He seemed to ask if I was going to move on from Niall with this guy.
“What are you suggesting?” I asked with a mock tone.
“Nothing just that,” Louis fidgeted for his words and he sighed, “Sometimes fake relationships end in a very real relationship.”
“Are you asking if I would fall in love with this guy?” I laughed, “God no, we’re not even playing on the same team.”
Louis chocked on his tea and I laughed while drinking my coffee.
“He’s gay?” Louis asked in disbelief and then they all started laughing and I did too.
“Since when?” laughed Harry, “wasn’t he supposed to be like, in love with you before he left for Chicago?”
I smiled, “He met a guy there. He fell in love with him.”
“Are they still… together?” asked Harry.
“Why? Do you want me to hook you up?” I asked with a small laugh and Louis simply scowled at me. He hated when I mentioned the ‘Larry Stylinson’ thing.
“Ha, ha, ha,” fake laughed Harry, “No, but isn’t it going to be complicated if they are. If they guy's still in Chicago, he’s going to notice how Mauro’s suddenly straight when he crosses the pond!”
“No, they ended,” I said with a shrug, "Apparently they went a bit sour or something."
I put my coffee mug down and stood up.
"I'm going to go check up on Niall." I declared with a small smile. I saw Louis raise his eyebrows at Zayn and they all smirked while Liam playfully held scolding eyes towards them, even though I knew that he was thinking the exact same thing.
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Finding Me (Sequel to Ava,The World, and Niall Horan)
FanficYour past doesn't define you, but your choices do. After leaving for nearly six months, Ava has come back London, and picked up her life right were it had left off. At least she thought she did. Your supposed to let go of baggage in six months right...
