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Don't tell me you're sorry 'cause you're not
Baby when I know you're only sorry you got caught
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"GET UP YOU LAZY ASS!"
"Stacey, go away!" I whined, pulling my blanket above my head.
"Gene!" She whined. "The party is tonight!"
Crap. I had totally forgotten. I groaned as I slowly got out of bed.
"Zayn told me he was here last night......." Stacey trailed off, looking at me.
"Oh....yah. I had a rough night with Niall."
Stacey's eyes seemed to grow to the size of plates.
"You guys did it?" She asked.
"What?! No! Of course not! Why would you-? Oohh." Realization dawned on me. "No! I meant, we got in another fight last night."
"Oh. Where did he take you?"
"To the zoo, and then to dinner. Kinda. We were waiting for our drinks, and then he accused me of flirting with the waiter."
Stacey made a sympathetic face.
"Yah, Niall seems like the jealous type. How did Zayn come into it?" She tried to sound casual, but I knew she was actually really curious.
"Uhh, I called him. Just to pick me up. And he brought me back to our room......wait, how did he even get in? I forgot my purse at their house."
"I gave Zayn an extra key, since he comes by so often."
"Oh, well yah and then we just talked about Niall. Nothing happened, if that's what you're wondering."
Stacey blushed. "What? No, of course not. I trust you."
"Good. You better. Now what were you screaming about a party? Because I could really use a distraction."
"Ummmm, don't you remember? Niall's party." She stared at me, concerned.
"Oh yah. Sorry, I forgot for a moment. Yah. That party. I'm not going." I flopped back onto bed.
"Yes. Yes you are. Zayn told me what happened, and you can't let this stop you from having fun!"
"Stacey, trust me. This party will not be fun. I'm not going."
~5 hours later~
"I hate you." I said to Stacey as we stood at the doorway of the frat house. Stacey had literally forced me into my dress and then had curled my hair and done my makeup all day. The house was totally transformed. All the lights were on and a live band was playing in the backyard. People were standing around, talking, in the front yard. Stacey smirked as she knocked on the door.
"Get your wrapper out." She hissed. I sighed as I dug mine out of my purse. The door opened and a curly headed boy peered out.
"Hey Harry." Stacey handed the wrapper to him.
"Zayn's date?"
She nodded happily and a flash of jealousy coursed through me. Harry turned sideways to allow Stacey to enter the house. Then he turned back around and met my eyes.
"Gene."
"Do I know you?" I asked.
"No, sorry." Harry blushed and I felt bad. "Niall is my best mate."
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Painted Black *punk niall horan
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