Theirs- Completed

Chapter Fifteen

I flicked the lamp back on. It hadn't helped my headache turning it off like I thought it would have. I don't think anything was going to take this migraine away. It was definitely here to stay. 

Eventually, the boys left. I'd just sat there. Didn't say a word. I made Harry leave before they did, I felt bad him just sitting there in the middle of so much chaotic drama. I locked my door the second they'd left, slowly walking upstairs and turning my phone off before sitting in the shower for 2 hours. 

I didn't know what else to do. I was so fucking angry I couldn't speak to anyone, I'd only take it out on them which wasn't fair. I didn't want to go to the gym, didn't want to do any work. I knew I wouldn't be any good right now so it was useless. 

I'd literally sat staring at the wall from the floor at the bottom of my bed for an hour. That took us to 6pm. 3 hours at the gym. I could have gone longer but my legs were starting to give way. So I came here. Sat in my office for a bit, staring at unanswered emails, reading them, typing half a reply and then deleting what I'd typed and changing it back to unread. 

I'd been sat here, not even working on anything useful. Just doing my own pieces to keep my mind focused on something. Trying to calm down. It wasn't working. Now I was just a mixture of angry and sad and exhausted. 

"I thought I'd find you here." I turned my head, looking Bailey up and down before going back to the tablet. "You know it's 3am right?" I looked up at the clock above his head. Oh. So it was. I'd been in here longer than I thought. "I stopped by yours-" 

"Yours." 

"What?" 

"Well he made it clear it's not mine. So it's yours." He sighed, moving a chair beside me at the end of the desk, sitting down with his back against the wall so he could see me whilst I continued to draw. "Don't worry. I'll move out whilst you guys are away and you can all move Sophia into it when you get back. It'll be perfect." 

"Don't be like that Lil." 

"Like what? Truthful? Honest? Realistic?" I looked up at him. 

"He didn't mean it like that." 

"He fucking said it like that. He meant it like that. Is he here because I swear to god-" I turned towards the door, about to climb out of my chair and give him the bloody nose he fucking deserved. 

"He's not here, it's just me." I turned the chair back. Looking at him. "Promise." I nodded once, sighing and turning back to the work. "He had an argument with her, last night, he went over to talk to her, uninvited her from coming with us and apparently she flipped that you were still invited and she wasn't and it turned into her crying that we don't like her. Apparently they argued all night and all morning" I huffed, letting the air come out through my nose. I didn't want to speak right now. "He didn't get home until like 12pm and then you weren't replying so he kicked off no one had been to check on you and dragged us all down when you still weren't answering." I scowled, pressing onto the tablet a little harder. "So you and Harry?" 

"Nope." 

"What?" 

"I don't think screaming at my bestfriend exactly made our first kiss perfect." 

"That was you-" 

"Yep you guys fucked my first kiss with him." 

"Lil-" 

"No. It's fine. He was right." 

"No he wasn't. He was being a prick." He sighed. "Will you look at me please Lils? I know you're angry and hurting right now but I can't help you through it if you don't talk to me about what's going on in your head." I tugged in the sleeves of my jumper, pulling it over my knuckles. "How are you feeling?" 

"Shit." 

"Physical or mental?" 

"Both." 

"Okay. Let's start physical. Pain?" I nodded. "Have you taken pain killers?"

"No." 

"Okay, You have some in your bag?" I nodded and he sighed, standing up and leaving the room. He returned a few minutes later, glass of water and tablets in hand, forced me to take them before sitting back down. "Okay. Any other physical symptoms?"

"No." 

"Okay good." He sat up in the chair. "So mentally. How are you?" I looked at him, raising an eyebrow. "Want to talk about you telling me you're fine with her comments when you weren't?" 

"I mean I can't believe you were stupid enough to think I was in the first place." 

"Oh I knew you weren't but I can't help you if you won't admit it to me can I?" I sighed as he pulled his chair closer and pulled mine to face him. "Did you relapse?" 

"Not as bad as before." 

"You were still eating?" I nodded. 

"Erica made sure." He nodded, pushing some of my hair behind my ear. "I don't like how easy it is for me to get back there." 

"I know Lil. It wouldn't be if you just told us though, we'd be able to make it so much easier for you to overcome it." 

"I can't just say that though. That it's hard Bails. I just can't say that. The words don't come out." He grabbed my hand, holding tight. "I hate her so fucking much." 

"I know babe. So do we. And we hate him right now. I think he hates himself as much as we do." 

"Good." He pulled me across onto his knee, letting me bury my head into him as he picked me up. "Where are you taking me now?" 

"Just the sofas. Those chairs are well uncomfortable." He chuckled, sitting down in the waiting area and keeping me close. "So, tour." 

"I don't want to come." 

"She's not coming." 

"I don't want to be around him right now." I looked up at him. "He doesn't care anymore. He stood there in the lobby literally 2 weeks ago and told me she wasn't going to replace me. That I was still the most important girl in the world to him. I'm sorry but not a single one of his actions over the past 3 weeks have looked like that to me." He looked at me with nothing but sorrow on his face. He knew I was right. He couldn't sit here and tell me that how important I was to him hadn't changed when it was clear to everyone that it had. "I might go home for the rest of this week, until you guys go. I don't want to see him or her, I need to find a new house and can't really be around Harry either. I need to sort my head out." 

"Lil. You don't have to move." 

"I do Bailey. It's not the first time he's tried to use it to his advantage. Last time I know it was a joke but if every time we argue he throws it in my face then he can have it back. I don't want it if it comes with him holding it over my head. Not when I can afford it myself." 

"Lil-" 

"You're not going to change my mind on it Bailey." He huffed, laying his head back. 

"Back home huh?" I nodded slowly letting out a breath. "Come back before we leave? Even if its the day we go and you see me, Luke and Aiden for an hour. We can't go without your cookies." I chuckled. 

"I can make them now if you want? I'll probably go up in the morning." 

"Nope. Has to be the day we go." He giggled, pulling me close.