I rummage through my clothes, looking for something to wear. I finally resolve on a white tee, red leather jacket, and black jeans. I get dressed and brush through my hair, letting it fall straight. I do minimal makeup and shuffle out of my room. I walk down the small hallway and into the living room, where the guys were all sitting. Harry looks up first.
"She has awakened!" He exclaims. I roll my eyes as they all beam at me. I fall onto the couch and state at the Telly that is currently playing NCIS. I'm almost instantly absorbed as I try to find out who is the murderer before the team does.
"Aurora." I hear my name called. I wave it away, staring intently at the screen.
"Aurora..." I hear again. Just two more minutes until commercial break....
"Aurora!" I huff dramatically.
"What?!?" I exclaim, turning away and towards the voice. A gasp sounds out from Niall. I glance back at the Telly and see the murderer being arrested. I missed it. I sigh and look at Liam.
"We're going out to dinner tonight before the performance, and we were wondering if you'd like to invite your friend." Liam says. My eyes widen in surprise and I glance at dad. He doesn't seem too happy, what with the fake smile plastered on his face. Niall looks excited to see Justin again. Harry and Zayn are staring at the telly.
"Sure! That'd be great!" I say. "Let me text him."
Liam smiles and sends a not-so-subtle look to Louis, who silently sighs. I whip out my phone and my fingers dance across the touch buttons. A moment later, it beeps with a new text.
Justin: Sure! I'd love to! With all of your brothers, right? Where?
Aurora: Yep! Meet us in the lobby at 4. :) xx
Justin: legit! C u then!
I smile to myself.
"He's coming." I announce. Niall lets out a mini cheer. Dad fake smiles again, as oppose to Liam who actually smiles. Harry and Zayn shoot me confused looks, being too focused on the Telly to actually hear the conversation. I turn my attention back to the flashing screen that is now playing Dr. Who. My phone beeps again and I assume its Justin, so I pull it out.
X: You thought I was gone, didn't you? I told you I'd be back.
I stare down at the screen with huge eyes. I tear my eyes away and glance at the boys, who are thankfully still watching the telly. I excuse myself to my room and sink onto my bed. I stare intently at the words and they slowly begin to blur. Wet, hot tears flood down my face, leaving black trails. My breaths become shallow.
"No. Snap out of it. You're fine, Aurora. Calm down. It's not him. It's just some kids who thought it'd be funny to prank text some random number. Calm down. I mean, he's not even in New York! He's in Britain! You're alright... You'll be alright." I whisper to myself, attempting consolation. I slide my finger over the text and smash the red delete button. I take deep breaths and wipe the remainders of my makeup off.
The doorknob clicks and opens. I gasp and try to quickly pretend like I haven't been crying. Dad stands at the door with his usual smile, but it fades when he sees me. He rushes down beside me and kneels down.
"Baby, why were you crying? What's wrong?" He asks caringly. I brush it off.
"I'm fine. I wasn't crying." I say. He looks at me in disbelief.
"You can tell me, you know." He says. I bite my tongue.
"I swear, I'm fine." I state.
"Aurora..." He starts.
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