As I finish putting the final touches on my hair for tonight, Diana walks into my room. She's dressed up in a short black dress and red heels with her hair in effortless waves.
"Hey where are you going with your coworkers again?" she asks, leaning against the door frame.
"Uh..." I quickly check my phone and scroll through my texts to see what place Caleb had texted me. "It's called City Lights." I confirm.
"Wow perfect! That's where Harry and I are going tonight too! We can just all go there and come back together!" she says excitedly. I'm glad I've gotten to a point where I can have a social life outside of awkwardly being Harry and Diana's third wheel...definitely progress.
"Perfect! Okay, I'm done." I announce as I unplug the curling iron and grab my black clutch. I'm wearing a simple navy blue dress with little white flowers on them and black heels. I hear a car horn coming from outside and that means Harry is here. "Wow, what a lazy bastard of a boyfriend you have!" I joke as we make our way down to the front of her flat building. I quickly climb into the backseat as Diana joins Harry in the front, giving each other a quick peck on the lips before driving off. Wow I still feel like such a third wheel right now, but it's just temporary.
"So Mari, are you coming to my New Years party tomorrow night?" Harry asks, looking at me from the rear view mirror.
"Uh...I hadn't really thought about it...I don't know..." I answer casually. I really want to go but where there's Harry there's bound to be Liam. I don't know if I'm ready to see him again, I just know it's going to be so awkward.
"Oh c'mon! This isn't because of Liam is it? You're still my friend and I want you to be there!" It's almost as if he just read my mind. I thought about it for a minute, what's the worst that could happen?
"Okay, I'll come." I say happily. Well this is going to be interesting.
Liam's POV
The silence kills me as I sit on the couch of my empty flat, typing away on my laptop. I've been such a mess these past few weeks since Mari left. We are officially over, this wasn't a "break" and there's no chance of her just waltzing back into my life as if nothing happened. I fucked up big time and I don't know if I'll ever win her back. I wanted to chase after her that night, grab her, kiss her and tell her how much I love her and how sorry I am but I knew it wouldn't do me any good. I broke her trust so she had every right to walk out of that door.
I decide to do the worst possible thing while having one of my "Mari depression periods" and that's open up my pictures tab on my laptop and scroll through all of my old pictures of Mari and I. Here's one from my birthday party on the beach, we were standing in the water looking at the sunset when I kissed her and managed to take a picture of it myself. And here's one of the day we first moved into the flat, we were both flexing our muscles to prove we were strong enough to carry all our boxes up to the flat. Oh and my favorite one: I took this one right as she woke up, she looked so beautiful and angelic without makeup. I remember how she was trying to get me to delete it and it just ended with her surrendering in a tickle fight. She was the best thing to ever happen to me, why was I stupid enough to lose this girl? I wish I could get another chance to prove to her that I love her, I would make sure that I never did something like that again.
The ringing of my phone snaps me out of my thoughts; it's Harry so I immediately answer it.
"Hello?" I disguise my pain with my best impression of a normally happy person.
"Hey mate. Do you think you can swing by early to help me set up for the party tonight?" he asks. Oh shit I forgot about the New Years party! I'm not sure if I even want to go, it would be nothing but drinking and then a bunch of couples snogging at midnight.
"Oh right...yeah I'll be there." I mumble, scratching the back of my neck. I don't want to let Harry down and maybe being social will help me get my mind off things.
"Great! I'll see you tonight! And you might wanna make sure you look good tonight...you never know who's gonna be there!" he chuckles cheekily before hanging up. What the hell is that supposed to mean?
I've just finished putting a bowl of crisps on the table when people start arriving to the party. The rest of the boys, Eleanor, Perrie and a few members of the band and management have already shown up so I can already tell this is going to be a big party. I'm not really in the mood for a party though, what's there to celebrate? That I'll be spending the new year alone, depressed, and heartbroken? I grab a drink off of the table and immediately gulp it down, letting the liquid burn the back of my throat. I begin walking towards Zayn and Niall when the front door opens again. I absentmindedly look to see who it is when my whole body freezes as I'm met with a familiar pair of hazel eyes.
