~Saffron's POV~
I was beyond annoyed with Niall and even angrier with Harry.
Life could be easy, we could forever be chasing butterflies on hot summer days, but instead we're stuck, trapped by our own mind. I mean, that's not exactly fair is it? Having no escape. Forever lonely, stuck in our own footsteps.
But some people scream at me. They ask me questions and forever wonder why I would hate the one and only Harry Styles, but I know that I don't hate him. Far from it actually. In fact, I want to hate Harry but I can't. Something is there stopping me every time.
So I've decided to not care anymore, life's far too short for that.
I decided that I was going to go out tonight with all my friends. They'd been banging on about going clubbing for ages, so might as well do it on a night that's followed a shit day. I sent a text to my house mates..
We still on for that night out? Tonight sound good? :D
I got replies almost instantly. They all agreed and we arranged to all be in the cab by 7:00. It was currently 2:07 so I had plenty of time to spare.
I longing walked the rest of my way back to my apartment, only to bump into Louis at the hotel reception. He recognised me almost instantly and came bounding my way. Is he here for me?
"Saffy! It's been so long, how are you??" He jumped into my arms and I reluctantly hugged him back.
"I fine thanks Lou, how you doing?" I asked kindly as me and him stepped inside the elevator.
"Great thanks!" He grinned and played around with the floor buttons until I eventually guided him to the right one.
"If you don't mind me asking, what are you exactly doing here?" I scratched the back if my head and the elevator rumbled a little, we were going up on our way.
"Oh, I heard about you're little fall out with Harry and Niall, so I came to check that you're okay and got home safely" He said and the doors opened with a ding.
"Aw thanks Lou, yeah I've decided to go out tonight in hope that it'll get my mind off things" I sighed, we strolled in sync down the corridor.
"What like out, out?" He raised an eyebrow, probably remembering the last time I went out like that..
It was a couple of weeks back now, but one night I got really drunk. Really, really drunk and I started calling up Harry confessing my "undying love for him". What made it worse was Harry was performing onstage and he held his phone close to the microphone. So in a nutshell, the whole of Los Angeles heard a drunk me slurring down the phone, trying to convince Harry to love me again. Fun times..
"Yes, out out. Why?" I raised my eyebrow and slightly nudged him with my elbow.
"Oh, I was thinking that you guys could all come to our show tonight" He shrugged and flicked his fingers.
"What to your concert?" I checked to make sure we were both on the same lines.
"Yes silly, tonight. It starts at 8, wanna come?" He asked as I slipped my key into the lock. The door swung open and I directed him inside.
"Sure, let me ask the others first" I smiled and called for my three friends. They all came bounding down the stairs a few seconds later.
