Promise

Chapter 40 - happy birthday

(A/N: Sorry in advance for typos but I don't have much time and I wanted to update so I didn't double check. Have fun. Long update. :o )

I woke up, my head a little light and my neck hurt. I sat up again and realised we had slept sitting against the headboard, my head resting on his shoulder and my arms wrapped around his middle. I immediately let go of him and moved away from him. I stared at him for a while.

He was true to me yesterday, I couldn't deny that. I loved him. More than eveything. I couldn't deny that either. But if I just held on to being just friends with him for one more day, I would go back home and back to school with no one to worry about but me. He would go back on tour and it would be easier for both of us to move on.

Or start over, I thought to myself.

I stood up. Luckily I knew which hotel room was Fleur, Veronique and Ryans room so I gathered all my stuff and left him alone in the bed. I wasn't ready to talk to him, so I left him a note taped to the mirror in the bathroom:

'can we be strangers again, and just start over from the very beginning?'

...

"I don't get it." Fleur whispered and she stepped in front of me, blocking my view on the clothes I was looking at. We were out shopping for a party outfit, with just the four of us and one of the boys bodyguards in the big city.

I looked over and saw that Ryan was far enough away to explain it.

"Okay, so, like I said." I paused and rolled my eyes. "he was drunk and from that I know he just meant his words."

"So you know he also meant it when he called you a slut." Veronique almost yelled and I immediately turned my head to see if Ryan heard it, but he didn't.

"Sst. Watch your volume okay." I whispered and started to look at the clothes again. I felt them both staring at me.

"Lis. We haven't seen you in forever. You weren't at the party yesterday and then this morning you suddenly came walking in like, it isn't weird at all." Fleur said.

"It isn't." I say. Fleur crosses her arms and stared me down.

"Well maybe it is. But you have to know that it's all really confusing to me. I just want it to be monday already. Back to the normal life and act like nothing ever happened okay." I said.

"Tell us what is confusing you then?" Veronique asked.

"Everything. I don't even know who I am now." I tell them.

"You are who you want to be. It doesn't have to change." Fleur said.

"But what confuses us." Veronique interupted me when I wanted to start speaking. "Is that you were with Justin yesterday and then with Harry and you say you haven't done a thing with both of them."

"Well, believe me or not. I didn't." I say and return to my hunt for the perfect outfit.

They whisper a few words to each other before they follow me through the racks of clothing.

"Look." Fleur started. "You've never told us how your time in London was."

I smiled. I knew they only wanted to help me, but them digging into me about Harry and Justin only caused frustration. So when the conversation moved to a lighter subject the tension softened and the rest of the day went by filled with stories about back home and my stories.

On top of all we filmed a new video for our channel and when we got acces to WiFi somewhere we just uploaded it without editing first.

Everything about the party was a surprise to me. When I got back to the hotel I was shocked by the fences blocking the entrance. I quickly understood the construction, behind the first, lower fences was where the paparazzis and journalists were allowed. Behind that, stood some higher, more steady fences were already a lot of fans waiting to catch a glimpse of the guests attending the party. Which were also unknown to me.