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I spent the whole friday with Rebecca. I even tried to cook for her and after I managed some pancakes we watched TV. Just random and mostly we turned the sound off and I played some music from my phone, only tracks who fit right now of course.

We ate a lot this day, although Becks resisted quite a while but after an hour she gave up and it become more or less a comfort eating.

It was hard for her , she thought she loved him but this freaking asshole just fucked another. I tried to comfort her the most I could and I forgot about the urge to text Niall or see if he had texted me, because i turned on the planemode.

The day was almost over as Becca asked me about my plans for tomorrow.

"Uhm.. You know I got the job to go to Coachella festival.." I stuttered and looked down.

"What? And you dare not to tell me?? We wanted to go there for ages and you didn't tell me?" she wanted to sound serious but a smile appeared immediately on her face.

"Sorry.. " I smirked, i knew she understood. " besides Niall asked me if we want to go there together.. I don't know if he ment like a .. a couple" i felt my cheeks flush.

"Aww cute"

i was so relieved that Rebecca was happy for me although her love life was a mess.

"But maybe you can join us. I mean the boys won't matter and I don't know but at least you could come as a date.. maybe for Liam." i suggested.

"You think that would be possible?"

I didn't expect her to answer that because i had been sure she would refuse it.

"Sure" i said but i really had no idea.

The next day i woke up on the couch with Becks in my arms. I looked at the clock on the wall and realized it was about 10 am.

"Becca.. I think we should get ready" i said out loud, unsure if my best friend was already awake.

"Mhm" i heard her grumble.

We got up and ate for breakfast as I told her that I would get dressed and prepared at my office and I decided spontanously that Rebecca could came along.

As i wanted to open the door to my own little office that Marina had allotted me to , a girl i expected to be younger than us just waited there to get me dressed and she said that she also would apply the make up.

It was weird that i now had something like a stylist but i enjoyed it anyway.

I asked if my friend could get the same , she smiled and said this would be no problem.

She really gave her best and so I ended up with black, ripped and very tight jeans and a with bluse top.

Rebecca got a miniskirt, some cowboy boots and also a white top.

Our hair got curled, i loved it that way.

So Harry here we come.