Blinded Love
*Laura’s walking down the street and glances over into a diner. She sees familiar dark curls and right next to him a head of blonde hair. She angrily walks into the diner and sits across from them.*
Laura: Hi, Harry. Niall, what is your problem? Why are you avoiding me?
Niall: What are you talking about?
Harry: I think I’m gonna go sit over there…
*He starts to get up with his lunch.*
Niall and Laura: No.
*They both look at each other weirdly. Harry sits back down.*
Niall: You don’t have to go. I didn’t do anything wrong.
Laura: You’ve been avoiding me! I’ve been calling you all week. I know your phone isn’t broken.
Harry: She’s got a point. You’ve been playing games on it. I seen you in the bathroom.
Niall: Harry, this is none of your concern.
Harry: I tried to leave; now I get to interfere.
*He winked at Laura and continued to eat his food. Laura slightly chuckled forgetting that she was mad at Niall. Harry kind of has that effect on people. She turned to Niall and waited for him to explain himself.*
Niall: *sputters*
Laura: Don’t tell me that you didn’t get my phone calls... You sent me straight to voicemail this morning. What is going on?
Niall: Nothing! I’m fine.
Harry: You know Niall; it isn’t nice to make her go mad. Just tell her what’s wrong. She’s your best friend; nothing you say will upset her. It’s what you don’t say that will drive her mad.
Niall: When did you get so smart?
Liam: He’s been taking lessons from me. Hey, Laura.
*Liam returns from the bathroom and sits down next to her.*
Laura: Hi Liam, could you maybe talk some sense into Niall? He seems to be… lacking brains today.
Niall: What is your problem?
Laura: My problem? My problem is you. Why won’t you admit that you’ve been avoiding me? What did I do so wrong that you’ve decided to ignore me all this time? Are you mad at me?
*Niall pushes his pasta around with his fork. He seems to be distraught. She can tell that he’s upset about something because he isn’t eating. He never doesn’t eat.*
Laura: Niall, please tell me.
*Niall bites his lip and looks away from her.*
Laura: Please?
*Her voice cracks and she let a single tear fall. Niall still didn’t say anything. He looked her in the eyes and instantly felt bad. He didn’t know what to tell her, because he didn’t know what was wrong.*
Laura: Really? Nothing? Fine.
*She stood up and ran for the door wiping her tears.*
~Nialler~
*Niall let out an exasperated sigh and threw down his fork.*
Harry: You aren’t going to run after her?
Niall: I don’t know what’s wrong.
Harry: Why don’t you figure it out already?
*Harry pushed away his tray and stood. He then ran out after Laura.*
