Oops! ➵ h.s a.u

1. I'm selfish I know.

Songs for this chapter:
- No Control | One Direction
- Little Black Dress | One Direction
- Slow Hands | Niall Horan
- What Lovers Do | Maroon 5

Chapter one.

My finger drums on the steering wheel as I wait for Elizabeth to join me in my car; humming lowly to the music. After what feels like several hours, she steps out of the door to her apartment building and grins at me, as she makes her way towards my car.

"Sorry I'm a little late." She says as she opens the car door and sighs heavily as she sits down. She runs a hand through her windblown hair and reaches over the console to pull me into a hug. "My God have I missed you, Veronica Keller!"

"I missed you, too, Elizabeth Collins, it's been way too long." I laugh and take in the sweet scent of my best friend. She chuckles but only hugs me tighter.

"I know. Three months is way too long without my best friend," she pulls away and sends me her beautiful smile. I don't think it's possible, but she looks even more beautiful than she did the last time I saw her. She's glowing and radiant. Her smile have never been bigger than it is and her cheeks are flushed a deep crimson. She's even wearing bloody makeup!

"You've fucking met someone, haven't you?!" I point a finger at her and she blushes deeper and bites her lip. I fucking knew it! She's always like this when she meets a man. She's usually on-point and never late, but when she meets someone, she takes extra time making herself ready for the world - probably dreaming about Prince Charming. She wears makeup to impress. She smiles uncontrollably.

"I may have gotten myself a boyfriend, yes." She shyly remarks and my face immediately lights up.  She giggles and I slam my hand against the steering wheel and look at her with a wide grin on my lips.

"Oh my God, Liza! Tell me everything! What's his name? Is he fit? Sweet? Good in bed?" I bite my lip when her faces turns a deep crimson, and she hides her face behind her hands.

She clears her throat at shifts uncomfortably in the seat, before glancing at me out of the corner of her eyes. "His name's Harry. He is very fit, and sweet, he's just amazing." She gushes and smiles at the mention of her boyfriend. "As for the last question; no comment."

By the mention of her boyfriends name, my heart stops and a heat spreads to my face. Harry. The dreamy guy from New Years', whom kissed me at midnight despite having a girlfriend, and who later brought me to his place, where we spent an entire night under the sheets; heavy breathing and loud moans the only exchange between us.

I know it was wrong of me to sleep with a guy who's got a girlfriend, but it's not like I'm ever going to see him ever again. Unless he just happens to be the one out of a million whose name is Harry, who's Liza's boyfriend. But I highly doubt that. She would never go for a guy who would cheat on her, she would be able to tell right away.

"He sounds lovely," I quip and wind the window a bit down to get some fresh air to cool down.

"He is lovely. I mean he's a perf- hey! Why are you blushing?" She exclaims and I mentally groan. I shrug and focus on driving. "Well, well, well. What's his name, Ronnie?"

"He doesn't have a name. Just a guy I kissed at the club." I tell. It's not that I don't want to share what Harry and I did that magical night, but if I do, she'll start asking even more questions and then I'll end up telling her that he's got a boyfriend and then she'll judge the hell out of me, and I'm not in the mood. I already feel bad about it.

"Hmmm, whatever you say," she smirks and looks out the window. I roll my eyes and pull up in front of my apartment. We both emerge out in the rain and hurry to the door.