Chapter 37

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“Hey, can I talk to you?” Louis mumbles. 

I look at the others. Danielle rolling her eyes at me, Niall smiling at me reassuringly, Harry glaring at Louis, Liam and Zayn looking at the ground. 

“Sure...” I reply, looking up at him. He smiles slightly, surprised I said yes. 

“Listen, I don’t need to know what I did, but I’d just like to say sorry,” He says. 

He puts up his hand and naturally my eyes are squeased shut as I wait for impact. The impact doesn’t come. 

Of course he wasn’t going to hit me! I’m such an idiot... 

I open my eyes and see his shocked face, Zayn, Liam and Danielle with their jaws practically hitting the floor and the other two looking down.

“I was just going to stroke your hair behind you ear!” He breathes out, blinking hard. My eyes sting as fresh tears roll down to my chin. 

“Sorry... It was instinct!” I defend. His eyes wide with shock as he looks at his hand. 

“What exactly happened when I was drunk,” He whispers, gulping. 

Gloss covers his eyes, I’ve never really seen a guy cry... 

“Ask Harry,” I respond, looking over at Harry and nodding before speed walking out the door.

~*~

A small knock on the door brings me out of my trance. I wipe my cheeks with a tissue, getting up and opening it to see a crying Danielle. 

“Why are you crying?!” I panic. 

Instead of answering she pulls me into a tight hug. I giggle softly, smiling at her when she lets go. 

“I’m so so so so so so sorry!” She whispers, sniffling and rubbing her eyes. 

“You wanna come watch Valentines Day with me?” I ask, opening the door a bit more. 

“Sure,” She grins, “I would love that.” 

She comes in and flops down next to the TV, grabbing the disc box and putting in the movie. 

“Ready for our pity party?” She giggles. I nod, running to the kitchen. 

I grab a carton of chocolate ice ream out of the freezer and jog back to the living room holding the carton and two spoons to see the movie on the main menu. 

“Let’s get this party started!”

~*~

“So, uh, how did Louis take the news?” I ask quietly. 

We’re currently at a restaurant for dinner (after having ice cream...), just the two of us. 

She looks me in the eyes for a second before talking, “Well, he stood there not even breathing for a few minutes then we got worried and I slapped him so he started breathing again... That wasn’t the only reason I slapped him though,” She smirks, “Then he started silently crying and kept apologizing to an imaginary you... Then finally he was dragged to his room by Harry because he was still in shock and I came here to see you.”

“I can’t believe I winced when he was going to do something romantic! I thought he was going to hit me!” I whine, resting my head in my hands. 

“I know you did, it wasn’t your fault. If Liam did that to me I’d have punched him when he put his hand anywhere near me!” She giggles. 

I smile, laughing a bit. 

“So, what do you think of the waiter?” She whispers, wiggling her eyebrows and sticking her tongue out. 

“Oh my god, really, Dani?” I laugh, rolling my eyes, “He’s not my type.” 

I look over at the nerdy waiter who looks about sixteen and has pimples, huge glasses and is currently talking to the table next to us in a high pitched squeaky voice.

“Not mine either,” She laughs along with me. 

“I missed you,” I admit, smiling at my bestie. 

“Aw, I missed you too! Even though we only spent a day together before all of this drama!” She grins, taking a sip of her cocktail. 

I drink a bit of my coke, not wanting to get a disgusting, fancy drink with an umbrella, I decided to get a plain old coke. 

Never try anything new, never talk to anyone new, never do anything new and never leave your comfort zone; That’s my inspiring motto! 

I’m kidding, I think you should try your best and try new things- Omg no way I’m too lazy.

“So.. Is there any way you might, um, re-join the, uh, 1D girlfriend club?” She asks hopefully. 

“With who?” I question, raising an eyebrow. “Harry or Niall,” She suggests, “They’re both cute.” 

True, very true, but no. 

“What if I like Liam?” I joke. 

She gasps, her eyes wide. 

“No way in hell will you ever go anywhere near my boyfriend or I will strangle you to death and leave you as a present on Niall’s doorstep!” She says defensively. 

“Wow,” I laugh, rolling my eyes.

It’s nice to have everyone NOT hate me again.

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