Who Do You Think You Are

Chapter 15 - Need to take a break and figure it out

Stacy’s P.O.V.

It was hard, but I had managed to keep myself busy yesterday. After trying to call Niall and Harry the previous evening and being ignored by both of them, I had decided to spend the time focusing on a few other things that needed my attention. So after cleaning up around the house, I got down to business. I was just about done when Hannah called me. She wanted to go out for dinner. I wasn't in the mood, but I'd rather not discuss that with her. "So I'll see you at 6?" She sounded excited.
"Yeah, in the region of 6," I smirked.
"Do you always havta be late for everything?"
"Well, at least you'll have a few extra minutes for your eyeliner," I teased. Hannah was always a little heavy on the eyeliner whenever we went out. She liked dressing up. Personally, I didn't think she needed it. She's a pretty girl. But she thought that my opinion was too bias to be taken seriously.
"Whatevs, Stace. I'll see you in a bit. DON'T forget!"

Harry's P.O.V.

I decided that it was about time that I had gotten a new tattoo. I hadn't been to the parlour for a while, and I had time to kill. Besides, I already had an idea of what I wanted to get next. I also needed an excuse to get away, just in case Stacy decided to take a drive down to our place. I wasn't ready to see her. I didn't know what to say. That's why I hadn't taken her calls last night. It was killing me to ignore her, but I didn't see any other option for now.

Stacy's P.O.V.

But today I knew I had to sort things out. We were getting no where. I was hoping that Harry would have at least called (I hadn't heard from him since the flowers), but no such luck. I couldn't go down there until things were cleared up. Things were going to be too awkward, and I knew that the lapsed time hadn't done much to change that. We needed to know where we stand. I needed to know.

Niall's P.O.V.

I had a good chat with Greg and it had given me an idea. I was rapidly beginning to feel home-sick. So I made my decision. I was gunna go home for a bit. We didn't often get time off dhese days and now that we had a long break it would be great to see everyone again. I needed to get away from everything and everyone, anyways. My mind went back to my last conversation with Stacy. I tried to push it out of my mind. The follow-up to that was my confrontation with Harry - an equally unpleasant experience.
"Harry, what the hell is wrong with you! Why didn't you tell me?" He just looked at me blankly, not even trying to defend himself.

But I wouldn't stop. The words tumbled out of my mouth. I was beyond mad. "You let me make a complete idiot of myself! Or is that what you wanted? I feel like a complete moron! But I'm not the moron, you are! I put my heart on the line only to find out that you’d beat me to the punch!"
"Niall, just calm down," Liam stepped in. He'd heard the noise and rushed over to settle things. 'Calm down? Was he being serious?'
"He kissed her, Liam! He kissed her!" I yelled, pointing at Harry - who still hadn't said a word. "You kissed her." My voice was deflated and so was my heart. I turned around and went back to my room.