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✷Quote: "I'm Louis. I'm 20, and I like sheep." -Louis Tomlison✷
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Here's what happened in the last chapter:
Diana laughs, and I glance at her. She looks back at me, and gives me the sweetest smile ever, that I probably got a cavity from its sweetness.
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NEXT SATURDAY...
✔Diana's POV✔
I touch my heart for the 15th time today. Harry sees me in pain, and walks over to me. "You okay, Diana?"
I let the pain leave me, and then I answer, "Yes...I'm fine...This is the last date, eh?"
I look down at my dress.
He nods. "You look..." he lets out a breath. "Breathtaking..."
"Thanks... I hope this doesn't have the same ending as the others..." I hopefully say.
"Same."
It was very strange. Not his reply...their friendship with Zayn. It got really quiet and awkward when all of us were together.
✧ FLASHBACK ✧
"Why are you guys so quiet?" I ask.
Silence.
"Erm...Diana...we're not being quiet..." Liam assures.
"Really, Payne-in-the-Butt? Do you think I'm that stupid?" I ask him. I look at everyone else. "You guys better not be hiding some kind of crap from me...I always found out. Whatever you guys are hiding won't hurt me...what will hurt me is the fact that you guys are hiding it from me..." I tell them.
They all glance at each other.
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I sigh.
I don't get it...
I remember just last night...that conversation they all had had with Zayn. Thankfully, I had gone to the bathroom, to "pee". In reality, I wanted to hear anything that sounded like a pontential secret they could be hiding from me.
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"Look...Tomorrow is the night. I will tell her what's going on, and I will make her choose; me or you guys. I will leave this house with or without her, but most likely with her. I can't handle it anymore. I'm only here because of her...and the fans." Zayn says.
Louis sighs. "I can't believe you're being so selfish, Zayn. Think about the fans! They need all of us. Please, think about i-"
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