Two Against One

Chapter 17

Our group's decided to go down to the buffet in the hotel this morning for breakfast but we still have an hour until we're supposed to meet the boys. The four of us are sitting on our beds talking. Not to my surprise, Rachel bring up Niall and I.

"What exactly happened?" she asks.

"We went to a movie, Rachel, that's all," I tell her for the millionth time. Lizzy lets out a big sigh from beside Rachel.

"Tabitha, we all know something happened after the movie otherwise you would have been telling us every detail last night when you walked in instead of being so quiet and to yourself," Lizzy says. They aren't as naïve as I thought.

"Fine," I say, finally giving in. "We kissed." They all 'ooo' but I don't give the reaction they're looking for. Jenna frowns.

"What else?" she asks, reading me perfectly, now making it my turn to sigh.

"It was-" I'm about to say, "wrong" but I don't  want them to lecture me about how I should end things with Niall now before it gets too serious and I hurt him. I decide to go with something a bit more stereotypical for a first kiss and say, "awkward. It was awkward."

"I think I know what's wrong," Rachel speaks.

"There's nothing wrong, Rachel," I tell her a little too defensively.

"You may not think so but its pretty obvious," Rachel replies.

"I don't still like Harry!" I almost yell at her. The look on her face makes me instantly regret it. Shit.

"Jesus, I wasn't going to say that," Rachel tells me. "But maybe I should have..."

"You still like Harry," Jenna pipes in from the spot where she'd been sitting quietly. "Otherwise you wouldn't get so defensive."

"That's not true," I tell all of them. Yeah it is, stop trying to convince yourself otherwise. My subconscious was starting to get annoying. Because it's right.

"That's totally what it is!" Lizzy counters.

"I hate Harry," I say simply.

"Much the opposite, my friend," Jenna speaks. "You're trying to convince yourself that's true and that you like Niall when neither are true."

"Please," I scoff. "Harry's a stupid boy who was a mere crush during my childhood years. I like Niall now and Harry is nothing but another person to me."

I get up from the bed and go to the bathroom, closing the door. Before it's shut I say, "I'm getting ready for breakfast. It'll give you all time to sort out your crazy accusations."

**

"Jeez, I am starving!" Niall exclaims as he sits down next to me with a plate with loaded eggs, pancakes, syrup, bacon and sausage. I give a stifled chuckle.

"How are you possibly able to eat all of that?" I ask, still looking at his plate.

Niall laughs and picks up his fork. "Please," he began, "you've met me right?"

"Yes and I'm sure glad that I did," I say sweetly to him as I snuggle closer to him in the booth. I see Harry roll his eyes across from me and once again I'm satisfied because of it. 

"Aw, how cute. Now stop before I throw up my breakfast," Louis jokes beside Lizzy.

"Please, like you and Lizzy aren't the same," I laugh.

"Nope," Lizzy says.

"You got that right, Liz," Zayn chuckles. "They do much worse." Everyone at the table laughs except for Niall who's attempting to smile with his cheeks stuffed with eggs. I laugh at how childish he looks and give him a light peck on the cheek when he swallows.

"Please get a room!" Rachel jokes, followed by all of us laughing once more. Harry puts his hand on the table suddenly as if he just had a great idea.

"Let's go out guys," he says. "Somewhere Tabitha and Niall can snog as much as they want and nobody would care." I flash Harry a look.

"And where would that be Harry? Becasue I'm liking the sound of it." I tell him, shooting him a smirk. I see his eyes glimmer.

"The club," he says.

"Sounds good to me," I reply challengingly. Let the games begin.