Things Changed (An One Direction fanfic)

10) Plan-B.

Chapter 10

-Plan-B

-Harry's POV-

Zayn and I arrived at Funky Buddha, and we walked in, in the back of the club. Just because we don't want to be noticed by screaming fans. I feel really guilty about what happened between Niall and June. I know Niall said that it wasn't my fault, but I know I was.

We walked to the bar and ordered our drinks. Im surprised that no people came up to us and asked for autographs and pictures. I looked around to see a beautiful girl, and a boy. Wow, she almost look like June. And I know it because, Niall and her, had spent a lot of time together and sometimes with me and the lads. Now I had the chance to tell her, that she misunderstood everything. But I need do it carefully so she won't run when I'm walking up to her. I had the perfect plan.

I walked through the crowd on the dance floor, and pretend that I hadn't seen her. Carefully I bumped into her.

"That must you therefore excuse" I said. She didn't look at me.

"Oh, it's okay" Se said, she was going to turn around. Freaking Gard Harry, you need to talk with her. Then I, like the idiot I am, asked her about her name. How stupid am I? I mean, of course I know her name.

"What's your name?" She looked at me, realizing who I was. She looked like she was thinking about her answer.

"It's June" she said. A relieved feeling escaped my stomach. Like I was scared if it wasn't her.

"June, as in Niall's June" I said, still like the idiot I am.

"Harry, what do you need?" She asked annoyed. Wow it was like she knew what I was doing. I mean, with the fake 'bump into her' trick.

"Harry if you are here, because of Niall. So please go away, I'm don-" she said buried cut her of.

"-June please, let me explain, you have misunderstood everything." I said but she just turned around with the boy. Wait, with a boy. How could she, she have Niall. I mean, they are just friends, or they were. I need a Plan-B.

I grabbed my phone and dialed Cecilie's number.

-Zayn's POV-

I watched Harry and June as they were talking, then she walked away. The bartender handed me, my and Harry's drinks, and I walked towards Harry on the dance floor. He was talking with someone.

"Okay see ya, love" he said and hung up. It must probably be Cecilie, since she is the only girl, he calls 'Love'. I gave him his drink. I raised my eyebrow, to say, that I need information about this.

"I will tell you later, now we need to get Cecilie a ride to Funky Buddha." He said and then we walked out of the club.

-June's POV-

I was sitting on the couch with Jake. We had been here for now one hour. He was flirting with me. I tried to flirt back, but my thoughts always ended on Niall. I noticed that Harry, wasn't here anymore.

"Jennifer, I'm going home, I'm sorry Jake" I said and stood up and walked to towards the door. Then I saw Cecilie I fronts of me.

"Hey June, Harry said that you were here. I only here because I need a friend to talk to, would you please listening.?" She asked with her danish accent, and made puppy eyes. She wasn't the best to English, and she had some mistakes in her sentence, but at least, we all could understand her. I had meet her three times, and I really like her, we have so much in common.

"Yeah sure" I said and she took my hand and we walked out to a taxi.

-Cecilie's POV-

we where heading to me and Harry's flat. He said that I needed to be best friends with June, and make her so she can forget about the misunderstanding.

We arrived and got inside. I have told Harry to stay away, so he's at Zayn's flat. I had already said goodbye to him, since he, and the lads are going to Australia at 11.33PM. And it's now 8 PM.

"Um, sit down, I need to say that, my family is in Denmark, and also my friends. And since Harry is on tour, could you maybe entertain me." I started. She looked happy.

"Um yeah of course, it's gonna be great." She said. I excused myself and walked to the bedroom. I dialed my mothers number.

"Hej mor, jeg ringer for at fortælle at jeg ikke kommer hjem i de to uger alligevel, jeg har fundet en ven at snakke med her i London." (A/N translation from Danish to English: Hello mom, I'm calling because I won't come home, because I found a friend to talk to)

"Okay skat, så håber jeg du kommer hjem en anden gang så" (okay Honey, then i hope you would Come home another time). I could tell she was disappointed. I hung up. I'm sorry, but I need to help Harry to get the guilty he feels away from him. And it will help Niall and June too.

I went back to June, and told her to go home and get some sleepover things, because we need a girl talk.