Ring Ring.
Ring Ring.
Ring Ring.
I picked up the phone to hear Niall's Irish voice on the other side. Thank god it wasn't Harry! I couldn't be assed with yet another argument and an upset person making me feel guilty all over again.
"Hey." he said. "I heard about the break up."
"Gee, really? I'm sure the whole world knows right now."
"Um."
"I bet it's all over magazines and in the newspaper and stuff."
"Actually, no."
"What's it all over then?"
"Err, Twitter."
"Never would have guessed."
"Well I just want you to know that I'm still your friend. One of your best friends. But Harry is too and if it ever gets awkward, then I'm not picking sides."
"Don't worry, I totally understand."
"You sure?"
"Yeah, seriously it's fine."
"Well I suppose I'll see you some time in the week then?"
"Yeah okay. I think I'm gonna' ring up Harry and ask him if we can be friends. If that's even possible."
"I'm sure it is. He's really friendly as long as you don't get on the wrong side of him."
"Well I think I've definitely got on the wrong side of him."
"No, you broke up with him and he still loves you. A lot."
I sighed. "Okay, bye."
"Yeah, see you soon."
There was an awkward silence before I hung up the phone and sat back down on the sofa. I was going to have to find work of some kind and get my own flat or something because living with my parents absolutely sucked. Every time one of my family members walked past me they would glare at me as if I'd done something terribly wrong. Well, I suppose in their eyes I had done something wrong but in my eyes I had only stopped Harry from getting hurt more. You had to be cruel to be kind.
Life in that drowsy house was so boring! I even knew my routine off by heart after the first two days: Wake up, turn over and attempt to go back to sleep, fail at that and get up, skip breakfast, watch television, possibly go out to the corner shop, watch television, play on I Pad, read, watch television, complain that I'm bored, do nothing but think, go to bed, wake up in the middle of the night to get a snack, go to sleep.................. And so on and so forth.
I swore, I would throw a party when I got out of that house and god knows who I'd invite....
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