*Anna's POV*
I desperately needed to talk to Tristan and apologize. When Zayn left to go swimming, Louis came over to my room. He turned to a caring side of himself, one that I had yet to see. He was always so energetic and happy go lucky. However, last night when he came over he asked what was bothering me and I told him. He listened.
*Flashback*
"Wow," Louis said right as I had finished my rant about my 'best friend'.
I nodded.
"But there's no reason to be mad at her."
"What are you talking about? She ruined everything, Louis!"
"No she didn't," he remained calm although I didn't. "She didn't send the invite."
"Yes, she did. She was the one in charge of that."
"She didn't, and I know who did."
*End Flashback*
"Tristan! It's Anna open up!" I knocked on her door. The boys all left early this morning for rehearsals and such.
When I heard no response I decided to just go ahead and say what I had to through the door.
"Look, Tristan, I know you didn't invite my parents. I'm sorry, it's just all the clues pointed to you so that's what I believed. You're my best friend and I should have listened to you and trusted you. Also, I have a lot of mood swings due to, you know, the whole pregnancy thing. And I'm just really sorry I accused you, Louis told me who actually sent the invitation to my parents."
As soon as I finished the door swung open fiercely.
"Who sent it?" Tristan's voice was broken as if she still hadn't forgiven me. Now that I think about it though, I don't blame her.
"Don't you know?" I asked.
She gave a small Shake of her head. "No."
"Oh, I figured you would have." I paused. "It was Taylor."
Her eyes bulged out of her head. "Taylor!?" she asked in disbelief.
I nodded.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! I thought I told him to quit being a jerk."
"It's ok, and I'm the one who should be apologizing. You're my best friend, i don't know why I didn't believe you."
She nodded.
"I'm sorry, really sorry Tristan." I hugged her, and after a couple seconds she hugged back. "Do you forgive me?"
She sighed, "Of course, Anna, just next time believe me when I say things. I'm not going to lie to you."
I couldn't help but smile knowing I had my best friend back. "Hey, what do you say we go shopping before the concert tonight?"
"Cool! We should invite Izzy though, otherwise she'll be here all alone."
"Yeah, let's go get her!" I said and led us to the door on the right to get Izzy.
"Hey girl, let's go shopping!" Tristan exclaimed grabbing Izzy and pulling her out of the hotel room.
"Wait, so then are you guys? Good?" She asked. I thought this was just between Anna and I. I guess other people found out?
"Yep!" we both said at the same time. "Let's go!"
***
*Tristan's POV*
We stopped at the hotel before going to the concert. We got shirts with our boyfriends faces on them and were going to wear them as a joke. I decided to wear a elbow length black button up shirt over it and black shorts. I finished the look of with a black fadora then met Izzy and Anna in the hallway.
"Let's go!" we all said at the same time.
"Oh my gosh, youre hair looks so pretty against all the black!" Izzy complimented on our way down the stairs. "I'm so jelly."
"Thanks!" I blushed.
We walked into the lobby to see a limo waiting infront of the building.
"Mrs. Parker? Mrs. Holt? Mrs. Howard?" the doorman questioned.
"Uh yes," we all replied hesitantly.
"Your ride is here," he smiled.
"This is for us!?" I squealed. I figured we would just hail a taxi to take there.
"It was requested by Mr. Styles, Mr. Malik, Mr. Horan, Mr. Payne, and Mr. Tomlinson."
We squealed once more before climbing in the backseats.
***
The concert is truly amazing. I never get tired of hearing my gorgeous boyfriends voice and I can tell Izzy and Anna feel the same way.
They were in the middle of singing Kiss You, when I heard Anna scream. I figured it was just like a 'woohoo I love this song' scream, but when I looked at her face I knew that wasn't correct.
"Anna, what's wrong?" I called out over the music.
She was breathing heavy and fast, "The baby. I-I think it's coming."
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FanfictionNineteen year old Tristan Parker lives in her fathers hotel. Heartbroken, THE Harry Styles notices her while staying at the same hotel. What will he do to help her? And more importantly, will it work?