What's one more? (sequel to The Cut Only Gets Deeper)

chapter 6

I hang up my phone, confusion swimmng through my mind. Was that why harry was coming over with Niall? Because he liked me? No...that's silly. I laugh at my thought and go to my room. I had practice tomorrow at 2, and hopefully a match on saturday, depending on tomorrow. I needed some rest.

I slide under the sheets, sighing with relief. I lie there a few minutes, tossing and turning. I just couldn't get what Niall said out of my head. I didn't believe him. If Harry had liked me before, why was he into brittany so much? Why didn't he ever act like it?

So many questions were running through my mind, I was never going to get some sleep. I sit up and groan, looking at the clock. It was already 12, I had just layed in bed for over an hour and a half thinking about this stupid thing. I needed something to sleep. Or someone...

I get up and grab my phone. What I needed was Niall to answer some questions, no harry. I dial his number and he picks up right away.

"Bria? is everyone ok?" He asks, sounded slightly concerned.

"I'm fine. Uh, well I was talking to Niall earlier and I had a couple of questions."

"ok." oh god.

"uh well, he might have said something about you...thinking I was hot? I didn't believe him, I mean, why would yo-"

"-you didn't believe him? Bria do you see yourself? You're are incredibley hot like I don't know how zayn-he let something like you go. He had quite a catch. It's his own fault that this happened. And now I actually have a chance." He says, suspiciously calm and nonchalant.

"why are you telling me this so easily? And what about Brittany? I thought you guys were like a thing, plus I thought you like hated me or something? From what I did to you." I chuckle, remembering the green tint to his skin.

"oh well, I got over it. It was a little prank and I was fine with it after awhile. Forgive and forget is my motto. And the thing was Brittany is exactly what you called it, a thing. nothing more, nothing less. I ended it when we headed back over to england. She knows that. I started liking you once you started dating Niall, but you never realized. Then you started dating zayn so I had no chance there. And i'm not going to try and steal you from my best mates. that's low. But now you're single again..." He trailed off. I didn't respond, not knowing how to answer. Not really any of it had sunk in yet. I just stood there, wordless, holding the phone to my ear.

"Bria? You there?" I shake myself out of it and cough.

"uh yeah. Well then..." I mumble.

"yeah...I understand if you like...don't feel the same or like don't wanna date anyone right now but...just think about everything I told you. Get some sleep, I know it's like midnight there. Night. By the way, i can't wait to come over for 2 weeks monday. see ya then babe." And with that he hangs up. I honestly didn't know what to think right now.

I needed to get some sleep. I go to put my hair up into a bun, laughing lightly at my lack of long hair. I run my fingers through my new cut, running my fingers over the bandage on my forearm. It hadn't been such a bad day after all...

I get into bed and doze off, harry's words clouding my dreams and nightmares.

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what the fuck is so bright? I close my eyes even tighter, putting my pillow on top of my head. I think it was the morning...judging by the light. I roll over, tossing the pillow off and getting up. Streching, I head out toward the kitchen. 12:52. I only had an hour till I had training. Wow...12 hours of sleep. Making up for the week I guess.

I turn on the coffee machine, changing my mind a minute later. No more coffee. I was a new person and changing my ways. I pull out the frying pan and make myself another omlet, but with green peppers and pineapple. I was really starting to like these...not sure why. Chugging a glass of orange juice, I go and change into something to train in. I wet my hair brush and brush my hair in the left direcion. I didn't want it drying funny.