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twelve

First day of my new job… wish me luck! xxx

@CassieP_x you got it? told you! have fun :) …and you're welcome ;) x

I smiled when I saw that Louis had replied to the tweet I'd sent out earlier on. I'd just finished my first day at the planetarium and, after swapping numbers with a couple of the girls I now worked with and thanking David profusely, I was on my way back home.

I never thought I'd have so much fun at a job! I grinned, shifting in my seat as the bus moved slowly along and I tweeted Louis back.

@Louis_Tomlinson I had lots of fun, cheers Lou :) x

I'd only just sent the tweet when my phone buzzed, letting me know someone had mentioned me in a tweet, my eyes widening when I saw it.

Awkward when I'm trying to get my friends together and I can't because @CassieP_x is avoiding me, Lou and even her own brother…

What. An. Arse. My mentions were immediately flooded by girls asking why I was avoiding the three of them. I groaned in annoyance, earning a strange look from the woman in the seat next to me as I pressed my phone against my ear and waited for him to pick up.

"Well, well, well! Hi babycakes!"

"Delete that tweet now Harry!" I hissed, not even bothering to say hello.

"So you're not avoiding me now?"

"Harry, I swear to God…" I trailed off and he sighed loudly. It had been three weeks since I'd seen or spoken to any of them – not because I was avoiding them, per se… I'd just been busy with university and they'd been busy writing and recording the new album. I'd spoken to Zayn a few times, actually. It was on twitter, but that counts as speaking to him…

"I miss you, Cass." Harry mumbled.

"I miss you too Harry," I sighed quietly. "It's just, this whole space thing me and Louis are doing doesn't really permit me to just pop round for a coffee, y'know? And Liam still isn't talking to me, either. Everything's fucked up-" I stopped, the woman next to me tutting at what I assumed was the word 'fucked'. "Sorry, Harry, hold on…" I turned to look at her. "If you don't like my language, I suggest you find somewhere else to sit. There are plenty of other spare seats on this bus and if you knew the situation I was currently in, you wouldn't just be tutting at me for my choice of words," I glared at her. She tutted once again, standing up and moving further down the bus.

"…Did you just tell someone off?" Harry asked in amusement.

"Yes," I mumbled. "Sorry, I'm just wound up," I sighed. "I've never gone this long without speaking to any of you…"

"Can I come and see you tonight?"

"No."

"Charming!" Harry scoffed. "Please? I miss Cassidy, my best friend. Not Cassidy, the girl I'm in love with."

"Harry."

"What?!" he laughed. "Does that unnerve you, when I say I'm in love with you? Sorry, I'll stop it. But please? Can I just come round for a tiny bit?"

"No, really, Danielle's coming over," I pressed the bell when I reached my stop and moved to the front of the bus, waiting for the doors to open and telling the driver thanks.

"Well she won't mind if I'm there, will she?!"

"Harry-" I stopped dead as I turned the corner to my road, seeing the familiar figure leaning against the side of my apartment block. "Harry Edward Styles why are you outside my apartment?!" I groaned.