Learning the lies

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Annabelle's POV

It's been two weeks since me and Eleanor's fight. I haven't really talked to her. I talk to her sometimes, considering she's living with me. But it's not the same. I've been spending so much time with Harry and Niall and the boys. That's also why I have to talk to Eleanor. Because her and Louis decided to become a couple. I have to admit, i'm happy for them. But I wish I could clear my head about the whole Niall and Harry situation. They're both insanely sweet. I can't help it. I'm falling for both. But i can't. It's not right. I can't date both of them. I've been trying to figure it out for weeks. But it's not working. It's always awkward when i'm around both of them. Especially since they have no clue about the other. I have to crack this some how. But how. I know. I took out my phone and clicked Niall's name.

Ring, ring, ring. It stopped ringing.

"Hello?" I heard his Irish accent on the other line.

"Hey Niall." I spoke into the phone.

"Annabelle what's up?"

"Uh, I was wondering if you wanted to go out just the two of us this Friday?" I asked.

"Yeah, what do you wanna do?"

"You choose." I smiled forgetting he couldn't see me and hung up.

After I hung up on Niall I called Harry.  

It rang 5 times and he answered.

"Harry?" I broke the silence.

"Hey love. Whatcha doin'?" He spoke slow.

"Not much. But hey would you want to do something on Saturday? Just us two?"

"Yeah sure." I heard him shuffling around.

"Okay you can pick." I hung up. I hope this works. Here's my plan. I'm going to write down different things. And i'm going to score both of them. Who ever ends up with the highest score wins. The categories are going to be manners, how much of a gentleman he is, looks, creativity, and how good the overall date was. Scores are 1-10. I'll add all the categories and get the mean. I'm a genius. I know. No applause, please. The date with Niall was tomorrow. So I decided to ask Eleanor if she wanted to do anything. I feel like it's time to get over it. I walked to the living room where she was sitting eating some crisps.

"Hey, isn't it a little early for crisps?" I stood a few feet behind the couch. She looked at me and a small smile came to her face as she rolled her eyes.

"It's never to early." She joked. I was so happy she was being playful with me again. I jumped over the couch and sat next to her.

"Can I have one?" I pointed to the bag.

"Yeah." She held the bag out to me. I took a handful. Hey, they were mine!

"What are you watching?" I put one in my mouth and looked at the tele.

"Some gossip show." She stared at the tv.

"What are they talking about?"

"One Direction." I threw up my arms.

"WHO THE HELL ARE ONE DIRECTION?" I blurted out. I still have not found out. I have internet. But i'm just to lazy to look them up.

"You don't know?" She looked at me confused. Why is she looking at me like i should know?

"Not at all." I shook my head. She just chuckled and looked back to the television. I stuck my tongue out at her for not responding to me and went into the kitchen and grabbed juice. I took it to the couch and returned to my spot. Right then a couple people came on screen.

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