My Life With Payne

The Dance, But Does Anyone Really Dance?

The rest of the day was pretty terrible. Niall wouldn't look at me, or talk to me. I really hurt him. Isabella didn't talk to me either. I think she has a crush on Niall. It seems like everyone does. The three of us pretty much acted like we didn't know each other. I somehow convinced Harry to let me drive his Range Rover home. Well, I had to take Zayn with me. Skye took his car to her house so she could get ready. It was weird. Zayn and I hadn't really spoken since we flipped out on each other. I turned up the radio, trying to make this seem less awkward. Zayn turned it down seconds later. "I'm sorry. For earlier. I had no reason to get angry at you. It's just that, well, I don't know how to put it." Zayn was pretty much talking to himself at this point. "When Liam ran out this morning, it was because of you." he started. "Me? What did I do?" I interrupted. Zayn gave me a look. I went silent.

"Yes you Char. You looked at him. He cried, right in front of me. Broke down into tears. He misses you. A lot. He thinks you hate him though." he said. "Why would I ever hate him?" I asked. He looked at me. "Good point." I said realizing. I broke-up with him. For kissing Kay. I forgot about that actually. "He still loves me?" I asked. Zayn nodded. "For real?" I double checked. "Have I ever lied to you?" he asked. Zayn had a point there. He's one of the most honest people I know. After Liam. "This is why you should talk to him. You can have him back." Zayn continued. "I would love that." I said more to myself. "And so would everyone else." he added. "Then it's settled. Tonight at the dance, I'll see if he'll take me back." I concluded as we pulled into my driveway. No one was going to be home for awhile, so I was safe for now.

Louis, Harry, Zayn and I were the turn out at my house. Hanna and Skye went to their own houses to get ready and Zayn and Harry were picking them up later. Maddy's not here for obvious reasons, along with Liam. Though if Liam wanted to, he could come. Niall's mad at me and Isabella, I'm not actually sure. I have a feeling she'll go with Niall for some reason. "What should we do?" Louis asked when we got inside. "I personally think that we should get ready and just hang ot in our outfits until it's time to go." Harry said. "Like dress-up. Nice one Haz." I agreed. "I call the bathroom!" Zayn bolted up the stairs. "I call the closet!" Harry followed close behind. "That leaves us with nothing." I said. "We can wait. They take the longest anyway." Louis joked, or at least I think so.

"So, is there a special lady going to the dance tonight?" I asked Louis as we sat down on my bed. "Yeah, me!" Harry yelled from the closet. "That would explain so much right there." I laughed. "What's that supposed to mean?" Harry asked, offended. "Never mind Haz. Just get dressed." I insisted. "But, I don't wanna." he complained and walked out of the closet. "Holy mother of God. Harry Styles, where did you get those abs?" I asked, mesmerized. "Pick your jaw off the floor. You just haven't seen me without a shirt on for a little while." he wiggled mid torso around. "You make Zayn's abs look like nothing. But, Liam still wins." I said. "Hey!" Zayn yelled from the bathroom. "Sorry Z! But it's true!" I giggled. Louis and Harry were staring at me. "What?" I thought I looked funny or something. "You, you said L-Liam's name." Louis choked out in shock. "Yeah, and I'll say it again. Liam James Payne. Liam James Payne. Liam James Payne and his brilliam abs!" I danced in my seat.

Harry and Louis continued to stare at me. The bathroom door swung open. "Char wants to go back out with Liam. She's going to ask him tonight." Zayn explained while he ran a mysterious looking gel through his hair. Harry's jaw dropped. Louis jumped on top of me. "Our little Char is growing up so fast!" he fake cried. "Lou! Get off me!" I pushed him off me, causing him to fall on the floor. "You're being serious right?" Harry asked excitedly. I nodded. He flipped out and danced all over my room. "But what about Niall? What are you going to tell him?" Louis asked. Harry froze. "He knows I'm still in love with Liam. He just doesn't know I'm going to get back together with him, yet." I said. Everyone nodded. "I need to shower, Zayn hurry up." I changed subjects. "One second, can I finish out here?" he asked. I nodded in response. He picked up like five different bottles, a brush and a comb and traveled across my room. Then he went back for a second trip.