Unsolved Mysteries *stopped*

13. Saturday

I wake up with Niall's letter next to me. At the memory of yesterday various emotions flood my mind. First i have lunch with his best friend, finding out how Niall's feeling, and then i receive this wonderful piece of paper. I love the fact that he took his time to explain things to me and at first i was going to phone Beth, but when i think about it, this is too personal for me to show anybody. It's between me and Niall. Now that i know how this all happened, i feel better. I'm still mad at Niall, of course, but i think I'm ready to talk again.  

With a cleared mind, i get out of bed, ready to start the day.

* * *

"Have you got any plans for the evening?"

Beth asks me after coming into my office. 

"No, not really. Why?"

I reply with a questioning look. 

"Do you want to come with me to speed dating?"  

"What?"

My pen drops, just like my jaw. Did she say speed dating? Hell, no. How can she even think I'd say yes? I mean, the thing with Niall was only four days ago. She can't possibly expect that from me! And since when does Beth need to speed date? She can get any guy she wants! I'm confused and don't know what to say. A soft cough finds its way up to the surface. The coughs in general have improved, but my throat is as dry and painful as ever. Beth must've noticed my questioning expression, because she explains herself: 

"Whenever i meet guys they always think I'm a dumb blonde, I'm sick of it. I want somebody who likes me for who i am, not only for my looks."

That sounds reasonable. 

"Shouldn't you do blind dating then?"

I ask with raised eyebrows. It would make a lot more sense. 

"I know, maybe later, but i want to try the speed dating first. And you need some distraction anyway. Just come along for fun."  

She pouts.

I look at her, realizing what position Bethany is in. I owe this to her. She's always there for me when i need her and i can't even come along to that lousy dating stuff? I'll end up sitting there, doing nothing really, but If Beth wants me there, i should come. She deserves somebody who treats her well, who believes in her. And i think she deserves the correct treatment from me as well. 

"When and where?"

* * *

I am currently staring at the outfit Beth told me to wear suspiciously. When i agreed to come along i didn't exactly picture myself in a tight black dress with lace sleeves, tights and high heels. Shouldn't i just wear something casual? I could just put something else on, ignore all the effort Beth put into choosing this in the first place and feel like a bitch the rest of the evening. I don't seem to have much of a choice. Sighing in defeat, i get changed while Beth is still in the shower. Just when i pulled the dress over my head, my phone starts ringing. It's Niall. Should i pick up? This morning i told myself i would talk to him, but now i'm kind of scared. I mean, what if he tells me i was just a joke or something? I couldn't bare that. I don't want to bare that. I reach out for it, about to press red, but i have a sudden shift of mind. Whatever he tells me, we're either done, or i can try to get over this and stay friends. I press green. 

"Hello?" 

"Phee?"

The way he says 'Phee' in such a surprised and relieved way makes my heart skip a beat. I nod, but realize he can't see me just in time, so i mumble something that could've been a 'Yes' at some point in history.