Broken Past (Sequel)

Chapter Thirteen

Niall POV:

I scrolled down the search page looking at the top page that came up.

One Direction's Niall Horan, missing?!

Niall Horan, hiding from media?

Where's Niall Horan?

Niall Horan - One Direction Wikipedia

I moved the mouse over to the Niall Horan wikipedia, it would at least tell me some information of who this Niall Horan person was. I clicked on it, a little anxious to see how this person looked. The page was loading, and it felt like endlessly hours. Damn it wifi connection. The door swung wide as if they were trying to bust the door open. There standing was Claire and Holly at the door frame, looking as I was hiding something from them. I quickly closed the laptop, stuffing it in pillow, making sure they didn't see it while I had the chance to hide it.

"What were you doing?" Claire asked curiously.

"Nothing, just thinking about what kind of suit I would want to wear for the wedding." I lied, smiling innocently.

"Oh, good. Well, my mum want me to go over next week so I won't be here. Holly is going to be with her boyfriend too, so you'll be alone for three days."

"Alright i'll be here anyways."

"Just a heads up babe."

"Alright."

"Come on Ryan, their giving Taken and their's pizza downstairs. Come on." Holly yelled on her way downstairs.

I groaned and jumpe out of bed, leaving everything in place and walking downstairs with Claire who waited for me by the door. She smiled and held onto my hand. Really?

Julie POV:

"God this hangover is killing me!" Perrie groaned.

"Tell me about it!" I said, taking a sip of my coffee. "This coffee isn't helping much!"

"Give me some!" Perrie grabbed a hold on my cup, taking a big sip. "HOT! HOT!"

"Nice one Perrie." Liam laughed, taking to aspirins.

"Hey, Hey you need to share that aspirin bottle." Zayn yelled across the room, pointing at Liam.

"GOD SHUT THE FUCK UP, this headache is hurting more." Alex said from stuffing her face in the pillow.

"Liam you need to watch her next time, she's the most grumpy." Danielle told Liam.

"I heard that!"

We all took two aspirins, and all of us gualping down the cold water. Last night was insane, all of us, especially Liam who you would think would never get wasted as much as all of us do every time we go out. I barely remember anything, I try to think of little clips of last night but its all a blur.

Louis, who was mostly the loudest and energetic one out of us, was quiet sitting at the far end of couch bitting his nails and staring at the blank wall. I knew this was Louis side of upset and sad. Harry, was soft of the same, expect he was on the other far end, fiddling with his fingers nervously as if he done something wrong.

"Louis?" I said tapping him. He looked away from the wall and look at me, his once blue grayish eyes were now overrun by sadness. I wrapped my arms around him, squeezing him into a tight hug. He wrapped his arms around me, hugging tighter and crying. Why was he crying? Did this have to do something with Harry?

"He kissed me." Louis whispered, burying his face in my neck. His tears now against my neck, but I didn't care, Louis was my best friend and I needed to be here for him. I can't lie and say i'm a little shcoked, and all I could do was pat his back and sooth him by stroking his hair.