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Except now I knew; now I knew for sure that she didn’t feel the same way. And so I turned around and did possibly the hardest thing I’d ever had to do. I turned my back on the girl I loved and walked away from the girl of my dreams, giving up all hope of ever winning her back.
(HARRY’S POV)
It had been two days and all she had done was bake and cry. She wasn’t overly emotional and she didn’t force her feelings onto us but every time I caught her wiping away tears as they splashed into her brownie batter or cake mix I couldn’t ignore her awful sadness. I walked back into the apartment after going out with the boys for the morning and saw her at up at the bench with an pastry bag in her hands, bent over a dozen cupcakes as she carefully smoothed the cream icing around.
“What you got there?” Louis dropped his bag on the floor, which startled Nora, causing her to mess up the careful swirl of icing.
“Oh uh, there are carrot cake muffins, some girls somehow got into the building and dropped some carrots off with a letter so I thought I might was well put them to good use.” She handed us the envelope and Louis tore it open, laughing to himself before passing it over for me to read. The usual professions of love and admiration were included, followed by the girls twitter names and an ask for us to follow them.
“You wanna do it?” I turned to ask Louis but his mouth was filled with Nora’s cupcake. He chewed quickly and gulped it down; a huge smile breaking out on his face just like it always did when he ate some of Nora’s cooking.
“These are amazing so I guess we owe them some credit, and we have to thank them somehow.” I agreed and went into the other room, logged on to the computer and followed the two girls. Smiling at their instant responses, imagining the screams coming from the other end.
“Harry, do you want one?” Nora called over to me from the kitchen and I could see that she was trying her best to put on a brave face for us. I walked back to the table and picked out a chocolate brownie from her assorted selection of baked goods. As I bit in to it she smiled and poured me a glass of milk, but her usual smile was off putting. It didn’t seem sincere and the usual sparkle in her eyes was practically non-existent now.
“Oh I almost forgot to tell you, I can’t stay for dinner tonight. Sorry Blondie but Ellie really wants to go to this new restaurant that opened up last week.” Nora said it was fine but I tried to make it better for her by reminding her that Niall and Zayn would be coming over later too. I however chose to conveniently leave out the fact that I had also invited Liam as well, for the meantime though I was just trying to keep her on a need to know basis. After that though the afternoon passed quickly and Nora and I had just put the potatoes in the oven for dinner when Eleanor opened the front door and quickly snuck in to the kitchen before Louis could notice her.
“So, you guys have everything ready? Cause I don’t know how long I can keep him out tonight and this is your last chance to finalize everything for the party.” We all talked in hushed tones and went over the final details for the party we were throwing tomorrow night, Lou’s 20th. He was surprisingly unexcited about this birthday, probably because he felt too old, but nonetheless we are wanted to give him a memorable night. We already had the caterers confirmed and a huge music system was going to be installed tomorrow afternoon.
“Hey, why didn’t you tell me you were here? I would have gotten ready sooner!” Louis’ voice made us all pull away from our little huddle around the kitchen counter. At first I was scared that he might have overheard something but Ellie jumped up to greet him and soon the awkward moment from before had been completely forgotten.
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