Chapter 9

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He answered with a crooked smile and a sly look. I stared at him squinting my eyes with a serious face. No one else, but Therese, Danny, Liam, Harry, Dougie and me knew what we just had talked about. I tried not to look or speak to him during the dinner, but there were times we had to face each other. I gazed over at Therese from time to time, and I could tell she was ignoring Dougie for the moment, but he was all eyes for her. Perrie, Louis and Niall were the ones keeping it to the fullest making us laugh till we cried with stories and jokes, we started joining in with some few stories too. Before dinner ended, we agreed we were tired, and it would be good with some silence because some of us wanted to just relax or actually go to sleep.

Therese and I stayed in the livingroom talking, Eleanor was sitting across reading a book, she looked over at us sometimes, we were sure she wanted us to be quite because we were speaking loud and playing around, pushing, laughing, poking while looking at some stuff on the ipad.

«There click on that one»

I said, pointing at a picture on instagram.

«oooh, HOT!»

we drooled.

«Ding.»

A sound came from Eleanors side. This same sound came several times in less than 30 seconds.

«popular»

Therese whispered, while scrolling down on the ipad. The noises kept on going, it was actually getting irritating.

«Sorry, are you thinking on answering your messages? It seems like someone really wants to reach you.»

I said, pointing at her phone laying on the table. She looked at it and picked it up. We looked back at the ipad screen.

«What?»

She said to herself suprised.

«Twats.»

she continued. She kept doing this and typing on her phone. I looked confused at Therese, she pulled her shoulders up, she didn't seem to get it either.

«...Deluded»

She murmured. We put the ipad down and just kept looking at her.

«Are you alright?»

I asked inscure if that was the right question to ask.

«No..»

She said still starring and typing on her phone.

«fighting with your friends?»

Therese asked, Eleanor kept receiving messages and she kept click clickity click on that phone.

«No, these are Google Alerts and tweets to me or about me with me tagged on it.»

She answered.

She explained. For some reason something didn't make sense to me.

«So why the insults?»

Therese asked, she had stolen my thoughts.

«Why? Because they are insulting me and telling lies, not only about me, but about Louis.»

She said, we could tell she was irritated and she was about to put it all on us now. But that does not make us stop.

«But if they're lies, why bother? Why not just tweeting a smile or a selfie of you happy, showing them how little you care and how good you are.»

I told her, she seemed to be stuck in the middle. Insult or show my happiness.

«Just an idea.»

I said.

«I don't want to be rude, but they put me in that situation.»

She said in despair. Therese and I started feeling sorry for her.

«I have an idea..»

Therese started, she walked over to Eleanor, but from behind her, took the phone from her hands, pointed me over to the couch as well. I walked over and sat next to Eleanor.

«Here, cheeeese.»

Therese said and took a picture of all of us three together. She typed something and gave the phone back to her.

«Now, its just up to you if you want to send it or not.»

Therese said, walking away, I followed her. We walked all the way to the hall upstairs.

«I can't imagine being her.»

It slipped out of my mouth, I hope she hadn't heard it. Therese looks at me.

«I can.»

She answered, she gave me a sad smile, I know exactly what she meant. Dougie.

«Yea.»

I said, breathing out, remembering some of the times she felt just like eleanor. We hugged and said our good nights. I walked all the way to my bedroom door, a song caught my attention, it was coming from Liams room. I walked over and leaned against the door. I recognized the lyrics. Passenger - Let her go. A content smile came across my face by just the little incredible memory of our small event in the bathroom to my right, I laughed to myself and walked in my room.

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