It's Better In Black & White ✎ n.h.

Chapter 6

Lauren's POV

"Good thing we didn't have to come up with a crazy plan to get back in the hotel right?" I asked while putting some of my clothes in drawers.

"Yeah... I hope the girls who got hurt in the whole police vs. fans thing are alright" Paige said slowly.

"I know right. I can't really say much though... this girls are stalking this five guys like it's their job. Some people need to respect celebrities' privacy. They are normal people, just like us" I said matter of fact.

I looked up at Paige and she was smiling.

"What?" I asked defensively.

"Nothing... it's just well, that coming from the girl who put up a disguise to sneak out of the hotel with Liam" she joked.

"Oh please, you can't talk either. You 'sneaked' out of the hotel with Niall Freaking Horan without even knowing who he was. Like, who does that? Sneaking out with a stranger?! What if he's a psycho?" we were both laughing at this point. 

"Good thing I have a can of pepper spray on my purse huh?" Paige asked. 

"For real?" I asked and she shook her head no.

"Well I do" I said proudly.

"No you don't" she challenged. 

"Oh yes I do" I assured, while reaching towards my purse .

Paige walked towards me as I pulled out a small white and grey can of pepper spray and she started to laugh.

"Paranoid much?" she asked.

"Girl, I sprayed Josh Hutcherson's ass once in an airport. He will never forget about me" I said with a grin.

"Poor guy, scarred for life" we both started to laugh but we were interrupted by a ringing phone.

Paige ran to her bed and picked up what I imagine is her cellphone.

A look of horror crossed her face before she clicked the answer button and ran to the bathroom and locked herself there.

Hmm, weird...

Paige's POV

As soon as I locked myself in the bathroom I talked.

"Hey Derek" I greeted as excited I could muster myself to sound.

"Hey Derek? What about hey sweetheart, I miss you so much and I'm sorry I didn't call you as soon as the plane landed?" guilt blinded my sight in form of tears but I tried not to let it show in my voice.

"I'm so soo sorry. It has been crazy today" I apologized lamely.

He didn't sound angry but he always had the power of making me feel bad just by not getting mad at me when I screw up.

There is not a more understanding boyfriend out there than Derek... except when he's jealous; that's a whole different story.

Sometimes I felt like I didn't appreciate him enough, like I didn't deserve him.

But if we broke up I would lose my best friend... how do you move on from your first love?

The only person who has always been there for you?

Those questions hunted me day and night... but then I think that is not fair for me to keep pretending I'm still in love with him. I stopped feeling that spark a long time ago, I just don't have the guts to tell him.