How To Love *sequel to 1D Chairty Basketball Game*

Frick!!

"Thanks Daisy, I needed that." I smiled at her as we got out of the elevator and walked to our room.

"I'm glad you're feeling better." She smiled and gave me a hug.

"Hey Lydia, theres a box here for you." Daisy said and gave it to me once we got into the kitchen.

"Thanks, should I open it right now?" I asked her.

"Yeah, go ahead." She smiled.

I set the box on the counter and took the tape off the side.

'I know you're wondering how this got in your kitchen, I didn't break in, I asked the hotel manager and he put it here. About two years ago, your brother gave me one of your journals. You have probably been wondering where it is, I have it. I have read it. I just want to let you know that since I've read it, I feel like you are one of the strongest woman I've ever met. I hope you never have to go threw what you went threw again. I'm happy that you lived in the seventh grade, I wouldn't have been able to meet you. I know that we aren't a couple anymore, I just wanted you to know that you will always keep a special place in my heart. And if any of your future boyfriends are rude, call me. I'll take care of it. I hope you're not mad at me for reading it. I love you. xxNiall' I read from the paper.

I set the paper next to the box and took the piece of coloured tissue paper out of the box, my book was there. The one I wrote in before I tried to kill myself.

"What is it?" Daisy asked.

"The journal I've been looking for since almost two years." I told her.

"Who had it?" She asked.

"Niall."

"How'd he get it?" She asked.

"My fucking brother gave it to him." I told her.

"For some reasoning feel like we're gunna need more ice cream." She mumbled.

"No. Not ice cream. Nutella." I smiled.

"You're so luck I went to the store the other day and bought two large jars." She laughed and walked to the pantry behind her.

"Here you go." She said and handed me one of the jars.

"Thanks." I smiled and took it from her.

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"Did we really just finish both the jars?" I asked astonished.

"I guess so." Daisy said as she put the opening to her eye.

"You know, I also bought vodka and soda." Daisy smiled.

"Oh, bring it on." I told her and we went to the fridge.

"About last night." Daisy spoke. "I'm sorry for Harry saying that."

"It's fine, he didn't even do anything." I told her.

"Are you sure? I mean you looked a little mad." She said, sounding more like a question.

" I wasn't mad at him, I was mad at Niall and how he just comes back and asks to try out our relationship over again after not being in my life for almost two years." I told her and took a sip of my alcoholic beverage.

"Well, enough of boys. Let's watch a movie and get drunk." (OMG RIGHT AFTER I WRITE THAT 'DRUNK BY ED CAME ON O.o)

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"I'm shitfaced drunk Daisy." I laughed and grabbed another drink.

"Me too. Can you help me get my dance bags out of the closet by the door?" She asked me seriously.

"Really? We're drunk, it can't wait till tomorrow?" I asked her.

"No! right now!" She slammed her fists on the table and got up.

"Fine." I sighed and followed her to the door.

"Watch out Lydia, there's a step." Daisy said as she walked to the closet and opened the door.

"You lier." I laughed and walked to her, and I fell. And as a reflex, I put my right hand out and landed right on it.

"Frick!" I yelled in pain as I clutched my wrist. Right there I wasn't so drunk anymore.

"Lydia. Stop playing with me." Daisy laughed and sat next to me.

"I'm not kidding." I yelped.

"Shit, um. What do I do?" She asked me.

"Well you can't take me to the hospital, you're drunk. Can you call Harry and ask him?" I asked her.

"Yes, I'll call." She said and dawdled to her room.

"Any slower please?! I really want my wrist to swell more!" I yelled at her sarcastically.

"Shut up." She yelled back and I heard her talking and she ended the call and walked back to me.

"He'll be here in like 2 minutes." She said walking to the freezer, she got out an ice pack and chucked it at me. I cough it with my left hand and put it on my wrist.

I got up and walked to my room. I got a backpack and put my phone charger, headphones, a book, and the lolly pop off my desk.

*knock knock*

"Thanks for doing this Harry." I said as I opened the door.

"Uh, it's Niall." He told me. I looked up and sure enough, it was him.

"Oh, my wrist is feeling a lot better now." I smiled and tried to close the door with my right hand and then I winced.

"Nice try, lets go." Niall said grabbing my backpack and walking to the elevator.

I followed him but not to close. When we got into the elevator, I stood away from him. Out of the corner of my eye I could see him looking at me. Just like he did almost three years ago.

"Niall, what game are you playing?" I asked.

"I'm not playing anything." He replied.

"Really? Then why is it all of a sudden you want to be back in my life? You were fine for almost three years." The elevator doors opened.

"Can we just not talk about it? I just want to get you to the hospital and leave." He said and walked out to the lobby.

"Friken hate him." I muttered to myself.

"You know what Lydia? I'm hating myself right now too. If you could be a little nice I'd appreciate it, very much." He told me when I stood right next to him.

I didn't reply.

"Here, put these on." He said giving me a pair of sunglasses as we walked out of the apartment building.

I immediately put them on, see all the camera men.

"Lydia! Niall!"

"Are you guys back to your dating habits!?" I couldn't help but laugh a little at that comment.

To many people. To many people.

"Niall." I tugged on his shoulder.

"What." He said sharply, turning to me.

"I...I cant." I couldn't finish because I was already out of breath so I pointed to my neck.

His eyes got wide and he immediately picked me up and ran to the car.

Once we were in the car, he grabbed my bag and dumped the containing all on the middle seat.

"Where's your inhaler!" He yelled looking for it.

"Lydia! Where is it?!" He yelled.

I don't know.

"Lydia! Stay awake!" He screamed and shook me, my wrist hurting more than anything.

I shook my head no and his face dropped.

"Are you kidding me?" He sighed to himself.

Last thing I heard.