Diana || n.h.

Chapter 16

DIANA'S POV:

A few hours later, after dinner, Niall and I were watching some old soap opera in my bedroom. I already got permission from Gram and father for Niall to stay the night. We were both laying on my bed, on our bellies, facing the TV, while eating popcorn.

"So Niall, I've been really thinking during dinner," I said.

Niall turned his head to face me. "That's probably why you were so damn quiet," he chuckled, and I along with him.

"Anyways, I'll date you." I said firmly.

Niall's eyes widened, and his mouth dropped open. "Pardon?"

"I'll date you." I repeated.

"Wait... really?" Niall asked me, sitting up on my bed.

I nodded. "Yes!" he exclaimed, standing on my bed. I giggled, and he collapsed down on the bed.

"Then that means I can do this," he smirked, and before I could ask anything about what 'this' was, he cupped my face with his hands, and kissed me gently on the lips. I was shocked for a moment,  but quickly recovered and kissed back.

This was my first kiss since Dylan died, and I was actually happy, and felt... good. Our lips moved in sync while our eyes were screwed shut. I heard my door open, and someone cleared there throat. I broke away from our kiss, to see Harry standing awkwardly at the door.

"I see you two made up," he said, seriousness in his tone.

"Uh, yea, we did," I said quietly, looking at my handing placed in my lap.

"Well anyways, Eleanor called me,"

"What did she say?" I groaned.

"She's coming over tomorrow with Perrie and Danielle," he sighed.

"Why?" I protested, standing up. 

"Because, you guys need to make up,"

"Whatever, just get the fuck out, Harry." I snapped, and he sighed, and left my room.

"What was that about?" Niall asked me, walking over to my side.

"I'm just pissed, that's all."

"Are you ready for bed?" Niall asked, changing the subject. I shrugged. "Alright," I decided, and we went off to bed.

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ELEANOR'S POV:

I feel horrible.

I look horrible.

I am horrible.

I'm such a horrible friend to Diana. Well, I guess we aren't actually friends now, from when I told her off. I felt so guilty and I still do.

Without thinking, I pulled out my phone quickly and dialed Harry's number. It rang for a while, but just as I was about to hang up, someone answered.

"Hello?" Harry's voice boomed into the phone.

"Harry?" I asked. Well, duh, Eleanor. *facepalm*

"This IS my phone..."

"Yea I know, sorry. Anyways, can the girls and I come over tomorrow?"

"Why?"

"We need to talk to Diana,"

"I thought you hated her,"

"We just need to talk to her, okay?" I demanded.

"Fine, whatever." he snapped.

I rolled my eyes, and hung up the phone. There was a knock on my door, and I scrambled to get up off my couch and to answer it. Louis was standing at the door.

"Hey babe," he smiled, and let himself in.

"Hey," I sighed.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm such a horrible person," I said, and my voice cracked. Louis rushed over to me, and hugged me. "No, no you aren't,"

"Yes I am! I'm horrible to Diana," I sobbed. Louis hugged me tighter and planted a kiss on my forehead.

"Everything will be alright," he cooed. I rolled my eyes.

"I hope so, Louis. I really hope so,"

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i know, I know, shortest chapter ever.

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