Chapter 16

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Ava's Pov:

I immediately shove the letter in my pocket, running out of the room towards Liam and Niall's dorm. I knock quickly, and the door swings open. Liam has that same disapproving look as Lily did, and I got that sick feeling in my stomach that they had heard the rumors already. I don't waste my time explaining, though.

"What's Louis' dorm room number?" I ask, out of breath and I hold my stomach, feeling like I'm about to throw up. I've had rumors spread around about me before, but never this bad. The fact that I am a virgin just makes it ten times worse, although I'm not sure why Lily was so devastated and angry. I mean, if I had slept with Harry, why would that be so horrible?

"17W." Niall informs me, popping up behind Liam. I quickly thank them and bolt down to across the other side of the school, racing towards the dorm and slamming on the door until it opens. It's not Louis though, or Harry. It's Heather.

"What the hell are you doing here?" She spits out at me, looking behind her and then back at me, "Why are you at my dorm?"

"Your dorm? This isn't your dorm." I cross my arms, my temper running loose. I had had enough of everybody's lies for one day, and I swear as soon as I see Louis I am going to slap that smirk off of his stupid, annoying face. Before Heather even begins to open her mouth I shove past her, looking around the room but she's right. Louis or Harry aren't in here, in fact, there's posters of boy bands scattering the walls, confirming her statement. "Where is Louis' dorm?" I demand.

"Why should I tell you?" She lazily shrugs, giving me an annoying side smile, "I don't even know you, for all I know you could just be stalking one of them." I take every common sense in me not to attack her and beat the crap out of her for being so sassy and rude, but I decide against it, and push past her, thinking of some way to figure out where Louis' dorm room could possibly be.

With no idea where they could be, I head back towards Liam's dorm room which door is still slightly cracked open. I walk in and Liam and Niall are sitting on their beds, in a deep conversation as they quickly turn their heads towards me, their faces flushing. I assume they were probably talking about how much of a slut I have turned into or something. "Um, can we talk?" I ask quietly, closing the door behind me and locking it as I lean up against it and sit down.

"Sure." Niall says in an unconvincing voice but I begin to talk anyways as I receive a worried glance from Liam.

"I'm assume you guys have heard the rumors about me and Harry," I look around and they wait awhile before they give me a slow nod, "I swear I did nothing with Harry, all that happened is, well, I skipped class today and while I was sitting at the water fountain, Harry came up to me and startled me and I feel in, so we went to my dorm to continue our conversation about the party, so after I changed in the closet," I point out the last few words, abbreviating them, "Harry didn't feel well so he fell asleep in Lily's bed and I dozed off in my bed. We didn't even sleep in the same bed, I swear. You guys have to believe me on this." I begged them, looking back and fourth.

Liam gave a heavy sigh while Niall looked at him, expecting him to answer for the both of them, "You swear you guys didn't do anything? You didn't even kiss or something?"

"No, we did nothing except talk."

"So then how did the rumors even start?" Niall butts in this time, and I can tell that they are beginning to believe my theory more because it makes more sense then Louis'.

"Well, you guys know about the notes that Louis has been sending me? Harry and I woke up at two o' clock, and ironically, I told him that we should leave before Lily or Miranda came in and started rumors about us sleeping, and when we walked out of my dorm Louis was in the hallway with a white piece of a paper in his hand, a note, I assume, and he just turned away and walked off after that. The funny thing is that I was worried about Lily or Miranda starting something," I gave a small, exhausted laugh, "even though the only person I really had to be concerned about was Louis."

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