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You do not get along with one of the other girlfriends - Part 2

Harry

"You're unbelievable," you accused as you sat in the passenger seat of Harry's Range Rover. "Old grudges are never good babe," he said, making a right turn. "I'm aware. But some can't be forgotten and Abigail obviously can't do that," you replied moodily. Harry was dropping you off at the shopping center so you could spend some time with Abigail. To say you were unhappy was an understatement. You had no interest in resolving anything with her. "Maybe if you would overlook everything that happened she would do the same. Lead by example!" you stared blankly at Harry and shook your head at his attempt to cheer you up. "I still don't want to do this," you admitted. He smiled sheepishly at you as he stopped the car in front of the entrance to the mall, "Too late." You groaned and took off your seatbelt, turning to your boyfriend, "You owe me." He chuckled and shook his head, leaning in to give you a light kiss, "You'll thank me later." "Sure," you breathed as you got out of the car to enter the mall. You spotted Abigail on a bench, tapping away on her phone. "Hey," you greeted indifferently, already wanting to go home. "Let's get this over with," she sighed, not bothering to say hello or look up from her phone as she stood up. She started walking away from you, forcing you to catch up with her, "You could at least try a little harder." She only glanced at you briefly before returning her attention to her phone, "And why should I?" "For our boyfriends," you pointed out, still keeping up with her only for Harry's sake. "I'm actually texting Niall right now," she informed me. You shook your head and rolled your eyes, "Yeah? And what are you two talking about?" Abigail shrugged, finally putting her phone away, "Well I was yelling at him for getting me into this mess." "Some girlfriend you are," you muttered under your breath. However she still heard you, eyes narrowing, "If we're just going to insult each other then there's no point in this." You rolled your eyes, "Glad the feeling's mutual." Abigail said nothing as she started walking faster than you; you didn't bother catching up this time. Harry was definitely not getting a thank you.

Louis

"Nothing," you replied jus as Lauren said, "I don't like her." You glared at her, gritting your teeth, "You don't know anything about me."  She shrugged, calmly saying, "I know enough." Liam started to say something but you cut him off, "So you think that my friendship with Liam is a justification for you to hate me?" She laughed dryly, shaking her head, "Hey hate is a strong word. I just said I didn't like you." Liam inhaled sharply, narrowing his eyes at Lauren, "Babe don't-" "No!" she snapped, finally cutting her calm act and standing up. "You know I don't like her Liam. And yet you still invited her-" "She's Louis' girlfriend," Liam said firmly, "she's part of my life and I want you two to be friends." You didn't like that they were talking about you as if you weren't in the room with them so you stood up as well, moving to stand next to your boyfriend. "Your girlfriend's crazy Liam," you said, no hint of amusement in your voice. Louis threw you a warning look and you gave him a meaningful one back. "She hates me for no reason at all!" you exclaimed, your patience finally running out. "I told you my reasons," Lauren countered, crossing her arms. "Yeah well your reasons are bull-" "(Y/N)!" Louis hissed, eyes glancing at Liam for help, "don't make this worse." Your eyes landed on Liam and Lauren and you felt guilt wash over you when you saw Liam distressed. "Liam I'm-" "You can go now," your eyes narrowed at Lauren, her eyes hard as she looked at you. "What you won't even let me apologize to him? You're terrible-" "We're leaving," Louis stated, grabbing your hand. "I'm sorry mate," he said to Liam who nodded. You let Louis lead you out of the house and heard Liam follow you two quietly. "I'm not mad at you (Y/N)," you turned to see that Liam was alone, no sight of Lauren behind him. You gave him a small smile, "You, me, and Louis can talk later." He nodded and closed the door behind you two. "Maybe we can reschedule this whole thing," Louis thought out loud as he dug through his pockets for the car keys. "You're funny babe," you said flatly as he opened the car door for you.