Let's just go... (One Direction)

Stay Classy

"I can't believe I over reacted like that," I mumble on Molly's shoulder during the drive back to the hotel. I've told her the entire thing.

"You're an idiot at times," she smiles down at me, "but you're not that dramatic."

"I know, I honestly don't understand what's wrong with me. I know better than to believe anything those damn tabloids say. And I'm usually not this gullible. How the fuck did I blow this out of proportion within an hour in this foreign country?"

"I don't know," she can't help but laugh at me. "You're in loooooovveeee." She smirks at me.

"Ugh," I groan as I lean back and throw an arm over my forehead. "Can you grab my phone?"

Seriously. I cannot believe I overreacted. What is wrong with me? Probably just delirious. Honestly, why would he want to even be with me after that. He proclaims I'm anything but the normal girl, but that stunt made me seem like a dramatic, crazy girl. Who wants a crazy girl?

"Uh, Silvie," she asks after a few moments.

"Hmm?" I don't even bother to look at her. The lull from the drive is making me tired.

"I think I know whats wrong with your dumbass," she starts to laugh at me.

"My brain malfunctioned?" 

"Actually yes," she throws something on my lap.

I look down and gasp. "My pills," I mumble. 

"Aren't those the new ones we were talking about?"

"Shit! I'm so stupid! My OBGYN told me about the possible side effects in the beginning. Mood swings. Emotional. Hmm, perfectly explains the entire night."

"Well now that's explained, how long will this stupidity last?"

I can't help but laugh. "I've been on it for a week, and I'm about to finish my period, so not much longer." 

I'm an idiot. 

"Good," she loops her arm through mine as we sit in the back of the SUV with Bruno driving. "Tell me about the interviews."

"I didn't miss flying at 3 am," I complain as I grab my bag from the carousel in the airport.

"I can't wait to get back and go to bed," Molly grumbles as we walk through the nearly empty airport. 

"Did you want to go to the apartment or the boys' apartments?" Bruno asks as he leads us to the garage. 

"I don't know. Are the girls coming today?" I ask.

"Danielle and Perrie will be meeting us tonight for dinner since the boys have interviews all day before the show tomorrow," Molly says as she opens the door to the waiting SUV. "Eleanor is in the city somewhere, she'll meet us before we go to the nightclub tonight."

"Okay," I mumble as I get in after her. 

His birthday is tomorrow. 

Tomorrow. 

"Bruno?" I ask as he pulls away from the airport garage.

"Yes?"

"Since he's made sure you're with me at all times, would you mind going shopping with me? If not, you know I'll go alone."

"You haven't gotten him anything?" Molly asks from besides me.

"No, when have I had time?" I lie. I've had the time, just no ideas.