The beginning

Lazer Tag

Grace and I have to go our separate ways, more to my dismay than graces. She climbs in the back of the boys' escalade with Niall, Louis and Zayn while I climb in the other with Liam and Harry. She waves at me, smiling as her car pulls away. Now time for the awkwardness.

As I squeeze in between Harry and Liam, I try looking anywhere but their faces. Harry taps me on the shoulder, me suddenly finding my shoelace extremely interesting. "Are you sure you're alright?"

I look up at him, ready to bite off a joke, but I stop and look down at the floor again, partly because I'm tearing myself up inside and mainly because I don't want him to see me hurting. He makes a sympathetic noise in the back of his throat and leans in to give me a hug just as the driver says, "we're here!"

Trying to avoid crying in front of them, I shrug Harry off and walk over to grace. "Laser tag? Really?" I ask, turning to Harry with my eyebrows raised. He shrugs and gestures for us to follow him, paying for three hours of laser tag in the process. Grace and I don red vests. She turns to me, "you ready for this javelin?"

I smile at the use of our old nickname and smirk. "Couldn't be more ready, Olympia. "

Niall looks completely bewildered. "Five against two? That's a slaughter! "

Grace turns to me, " think we can take em?" She asks. I nod my head. She turns to Niall, making a deal that I'm not even sure is legal. Harry still looks a bit hurt that I shrugged him off so I turn towards grace as we head out.

The firs round is a warm up, we get some good shots, they get some good shots. By the time the second round rolls around, grace and I are in full game mode. "Sniper mode?" She asks, getting a nod from me. She slinks down low while I run ahead. As soon as I see grace shoot everyone's lights out, I run past, shooting them again as they come back on.

"Shoot her!' Niall screams towards Harry. Grace finishes off Niall, Liam and Zayn while I shoot Louis then Harry.

Round three proves a bit more challenging. After the first few shots are fired, it appears we are at a standoff. We don't want to move, but neither do they. Grace and I slowly inch out of our corner, only to find ourselves surrounded. "Shit," I say under my breath. Grace laughs.

"Any last words?" Zayn asks, rather haughtily, might I add.

Grace looks up, then over at me. I look up and see the light and nod back. "Yeah," she says, "lets disco!!"

As the lights on all five boys go out and our time is over, I see grace tell Niall something that doesn't seem to make him very happy. "But we still have to check the scores," he whines.

Of course, I don't remember EXACTLY what the score was bit we won. By a long shot.

"So," Harry says, slinging an arm around my waist (and also giving me butterflies in my stomach), "pretty and has good aim" I smile and nod. "Oh and quite humble too I see. "

I punch him in the arm, but he ends up twisting me into a hug. I can't do this, so I pull away. As we ride back to our hotel, I end up falling asleep, coincidentally on Harry's shoulder and end up somehow in bed, under my blanket. And for some reason.... I don't wonder why.