Living Next Door to 1D

Chapter 30

*this is the actual last chapter... i hope you enjoy. :D*

*also don't worry. there will be more!!*

*recap* I try to hold back my tears, try to show that I'm independent from the three men standing before me, and that I don't need any help.

Steve steps toward me, takes my hand, and pulls me into another hug. I breathe in his scent. He smells like fresh soap, mixed with a bit of cologne. Maybe some aftershave? Either way, he smells good and it's comforting. Nobody's ever held me like he does, and I can't say I hate it. Even after me blowing up at him, after everything he's done today, and yet, he still hugs me like this.

Liam and Harry hug me as well, and then Harry suggests I use their house. I should've thought of that and asked nicely, but what did I do? Yell at them for helping me. Great. Perfect. We walk inside, and Liam tucks me into his bed.

"Hey," he picks up my hand. "We're not mad. We don't understand either, but we've got you. Don't worry, okay?" I nod, and he smiles. "Do you need anything else?" I think for a second, then ask him for a charger for my phone, and some chocolate if they have any. Oh, and a paracetamol. Paracetamol tends to work better for me than ibuprofen, as it's stronger. Liam thinks for a moment, leaves, and comes back with a pill and a glass of water.

"We'll be back," he says, leaving them on the table next to me and giving me a kiss on the forehead. I frown, wondering if they're going to leave me here alone. A minute later, three car doors confirm that they are, indeed, leaving me alone. I take the pill and lie back down, closing my eyes.

The pain is too strong to let me sleep, but at least I don't have to stare at the ceiling. Ugh, I feel so bad I yelled at them. They didn't deserve that at all. Steve, though...I can't help it. He's exactly what I want, and he's literally perfect. Both in the sense of the word, and also perfect for me. I open my eyes and, with as little movement possible, reach for my phone. Then I curl into a ball to see if the pain will go away. It doesn't.

*dianas pov* *didn't see that coming did ya* *well you're not tiresias so* *iykyk*

I scroll on my phone. My mom wanted me to go shopping with her, and I was going to, but Steve and Liv were supposed to come over for lunch, so we agreed I'd wait for them. I chuckle. That's funny. I'll send that to Liv, she'll get a kick out of that video.

I check the time. 12:47. They should be here by now. Steve left at a quarter past 11, and it doesn't take one an hour and a half to drink a coffee and eat a donut. I decide to text Liv to see what's going on, but she texts me first.

"I like your brother."

My phone suddenly lands on the other side of the room and I just sit there in shock. My jaw has dropped lower than Harry saying "got a show today" in This Is Us. Getting over my shock (mostly) and closing my mouth, I go to pick up my phone and go to Liv's chat.

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Ohh. Oohhhh noooo, she can't do that! Now I need to know the details!! I'm about to call her when the doorbell rings. I go and open, and Harry's there.

"Hey! So Liv got her period and we don't know what to do. Steve went to get her some chocolate from Mercadona but he doesn't know what she likes. She's at our house and we have nothing like pads or tampons, nothing. Liam gave her a paracetamol but we don't know how long it'll last or if she needs something stronger. Help?" I wave him in and start a list.

"So, she has chocolate and a pill, but she might need more. Okay. Call Steve." Harry opens his phone and calls him. Steve takes two rings to pick up, and sounds frantic when he does.