I woke up with a strange case of amnesia and five guys piled on top of each other next to me on what seemed to be a bed but was just a bunch of couches pushed together. And, for some reason, I smiled as I lifted my head from it's place on Liam's chest. The sun was shinning warmly through the windows of the large living room making it not seem so large. I couldn't remember ever seeing the sunset, but I strangely recalled being within close proximity with a puppy.
That's when I noticed the smell of old, dry smoke that was soaked into my clothes. My first instinct was to panic. I didn't know why I feel asleep in the middle of a One Direction slumber party, but I was sure they would hate to find out that I was with Ed's stoner buddies. So, I unwrapped myself from the covers while unhooking Louis' arms from my leg and carefully tried to exit the mass of boy and blanket. Let's just say I wasn't to the best of my abilities.
"What the hell...Sophie?" Niall groaned after I fell onto his stomach and woke him from his slumber. I had awoken everyone, with the exception of the sleep robot known as Zayn, and had successfully tripped three times.
"Uh, good morning boys. I gotta go take a shower now, bye!" the words rushed out of my mouth as I scrambled to get back on my unsteady feet.
What had happened to me? I looked like a mess, I smelled like a mess, and worst of all I thought like a mess. A single thought couldn't be processed without another jumping in and cutting it off mid-sentence. It was like my mind was a mob of angry people trying to board a plane they all can't fit on.
"Sophie, wait!" Liam called as I swayed towards the exit of the room. "Do you even remember what happened last night?" I thought long and hard, more like short and groggily, about his question and came up with an interesting answer.
"I don't remember what I should not have been doing, since I didn't do it. And I do remember staying home all night...and hitting my head with a really heavy bowling ball." I said jokingly to myself as I rubbed the aching spot of my forehead.
"We know you got stoned last night. I found you in your room giggling and feverish." Harry said as he sat up to give me a plain look. "And we also know that it was your ass of a boyfriend's fault."
"Don't blame Ed for my screw ups. I was the one to take the drugs." I stated the agreeable truth firmly starring at the no longer teenage boys. "You can't be mad at him for something I did."
"You didn't do anything, Sophie! He's the one who influenced you to take the drugs, wasn't he?" Liam inquired as I hung my head in shame. "You have nothing to be ashamed of. We've all made mistakes like you have."
"We've certainly made worse ones." Louis snickered as he tried to hold in a laugh. "You're not a bad person. You just screwed up, horribly." Louis said with a smile of his face. A smile found it's way to my lips and his got bigger at the site of it. "There's my little Soph." I tiptoed my way back into the giant couch-bed to sit next to Louis and Liam.
"But in all seriousness, please don't do anything to Ed. He didn't mean to do anything like this. He just wanted to have fun with his friends." I defended the one I love to my family of odd relation. I could tell they weren't buying the part about him not meaning any of this. They thought he would purposefully get me super stoned and leave me to face my brother. Edward knew better than that, I hoped.
"Do you even remember how you got home last night? Or who brought you?" Harry asked, but I couldn't remember anything after my first drag and I was pretty sure I didn't want to.
"It's weird. I can't remember anything after the drugs. It's like a big chunk of my day was just cut out. My mind skips from meeting Ed's friends to waking up this morning." I explained, shaking my head slowly. I could tell by their stifling smiles that there was something the boys were hiding from me.
"So, you don't remember last night at all?" Liam asked me with caution.
"Not one thing," I confirmed before my brows furrowed in confusion. "Is there something I should know?"
"No, nothing happened." Liam answered in the way he used to answer to mom and dad when he didn't want them to suspect anything. I decided to leave it alone, for I was too tired to hear about how I embarrassed myself last night. "I hope you know that I'm not letting Edward off the hook. He needs to pay for what he did."
"I'm with ya, mate. That bastard needs to be put in his place." Harry growled with hatred in his eyes.
"Harry! He's your brother and I'm not going to let you guys hurt him. If you hurt him, you're hurting me too." I pleaded looking into Harry's pale green eyes that were nothing compared to Edward's. "Please don't do anything to him."
"Something has to be done about this Sophie! He brought you into a dangerous environment where you were pressured to take drugs." Liam was getting way too worked up about this. It was all my fault.
"How do you know I didn't want to take the drugs? How are you so sure that I'm the victim?" I asked, looking at the wall across the room as if it would collapse at any moment.
"Because I know who you are Sophie. I've known you your whole life and you used to tell me everything. I remember whenever you heard something about drugs on the news you would get a bit scared. I could see it in your eyes. I know who you are and it's not whoever Ed wants you to be." Liam stated, grabbing my hand to catch my attention.
How could he be so sure, I thought. Never in a million years would I have even thought that Liam knew about my eyes' emotional habits. No one, except for Ed, had ever noticed it before, no matter how long they stayed around.
"There's something I've been meaning to tell you." Liam started again after a moment of contemplative silence. "We're going back on tour in two weeks." My first instinct was to smile, but then realization kicked in and basically ruined everything.
"Two weeks?" I asked unable to believe how short that time would go by. "What will happen? Will I go to an orphanage or foster home?" Worries filled my head, some about where I would go but most about Edward.
"I would never let you be put into an orphanage, Soph. I was hoping you would come with us." Liam answered and yet again, I didn't know whether to smile or frown.
What was I supposed to do? There was no way I could leave Ed now. I loved him so much it hurt. I loved being in love. How could I part with the main source of my happiness? I knew that in a couple years our relationship might not mean anything to me, but it was important to me in that moment. And I wasn't going to give up on us, even if we would be a sea apart.
"So? Do you want to come with us?" Liam asked, looking at me with hopeful eyes. How could I leave my brother right after I finally made up with him? I just wanted my family and my boyfriend. Why did I have to chose between the two? I didn't want to be torn in half right after I was put back together.
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