Are We Friends or Are We More (Editing)

Chapter 55

Destiny POV.

    "Niall, I'm going to suck at this! And it's not going to help fix anything between Harry and I," I say, as I follow him outside.

     "Destiny, it's your first time ever going actual golfing instead of put put, so yes, of course you are gonna suck and this is just a distraction to get your mind off of Harry for once in your life," Niall says, calling an Uber.

      "And why do I need a distraction," I ask.

      "Do you really want me to answer that," he asks.

    I decide not to reply and he nods his head like he was gonna reply with 'exactly.'

"And do you need a distraction from Ashlee," I ask.

"No," he says, quickly.

"Mhhm," I say, nodding my head.

"What? I don't! It's not like I'm stressed out and I feel breaking down all the time. It's not like Ashlee tried to kill my child. I mean it might not even be my child. Maybe it's that douche bags, i don't know, it's not like it's frustrating when she can't remember anything! Do you even think she will tell us even if or when she remembers," Niall bursts after ending the call.

"Niall, this isn't her fault. I'm the reason-"

"Don't even think about blaming this on you," Niall interrupts me.

"But-"

"Don't," he says.

"Sorry," I say, noticing the Uber has arrived.

I walk into the vehicle first and watch Niall as he gets in.

"Let's just use golf as a distraction," he says, shutting the door.

"Okay, but on one condition," I say, pulling my sleeves over my hands.

     I feel like that's been a habit lately and I'm not so sure if it's a good thing or a bad thing.

"And what's that," he asks.

"If I have to play your sport, you have to play mine," I say.

"What's the sport," he asks.

"I guess we'll have to see," I reply.

"But what if I don't like the sport," Niall asks.

"I don't like golf but you're making me play," I answer.

"Fine. It's a deal," he says.

I smile at his words as I give the Uber driver the address.

"Are you cold," Niall asks after I finish talking to the driver.

"A little," I say.

"It's like 90 degrees outside," he says, pointing to the window.

"Doesn't feel like it," I say, looking out the window. "I'm always cold."

"Hmm," he thinks looking at me confused and suspicious.
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We pull into the golf course and I look at all of the lawn decorations and things. I notice a sign that says Sunset Ridge Golf Course and Sports Park. There's a lot of greens and hills and I'm starting to doubt myself and maybe chicken out. I have before so it's nothing new.

The rest of the car ride was quiet. Niall was on his phone most of the time and I just listened to music, staring out the window.

Niall talks to the Uber driver and gives him the money. I get out of the vehicle and wait for him to get done talking. He shuts the door and the car drives away.

"What are we doing first," Niall asks, throwing his arm around my shoulders as we walk to the main building.

"How about golf first, I think you might need a warm up for the sport I'm gonna pick," I say.

"Oh, really?! Are you starting to like golf now," he asks.

"No, I'm just saving he best for last," I say, smiling.

"Oh, haha. You're funny," he says, sarcastically.

We walk into the main building and I follow Niall to the front desk.

"Are you ready," Niall asks.

"Ready as I'll ever be," I sigh.

Ashlee POV.

"I got a special surprise for you," Harry says, walking into my room with his hands behind his back.

I'm still stuck here in the hospital and the doctor says I need my rest so I can't get out of this hell hole.

"And what would that be," I ask.

"Close your eyes," he says.

"Okay," I say as I do as told.

I feel him place something in my lap and wait patiently.

"Open," he says.

I open my eyes to see a plate of chocolate cake sitting in my lap.

  "Oh my gosh, Harry! Thank you, thank you, thank you," I say, reaching out to hug him.

      The only reason I'm this excited about a chocolate cake is because the doctors wouldn't let me eat any sugar-y foods, especially chocolate. And let me tell you, I love chocolate.

     "Are the doctors finally letting me eat sugar," I ask, happily.

       "Well, no. I told them it was for me and they said that I wasn't allowed to give you any but they don't gotta know who ate it. I mean technically it's for me because I am gonna make you share," he explains, grabbing the fork that's on the plate.

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Destiny's POV

   I stand outside of the batting cage, watching Niall nervously get ready and in position for the ball to come flying at him.

         "I don't think I'm standing right," he says, his voice a bit shaky.

"Calm down. You're lookin' good. Just when the balls start coming at you, you gotta be confident and calm. Make sure you have your eye on the ball and just hit it like I did," I say.

He nods his head and a ball flys toward him. He does all of the steps I showed him and swings the bat. The ball goes flying and hits the netting. Niall jumps up and down in cheer as I clap and jump up and down with him. Without realizing it, another ball comes flying and hits him in the stomach.

I run in and help him out of the cage. We look at his stomach and you can see the softball imprinted in his skin. Once we get to the front desk to get an ice pack, it had already turned blue and very swollen.

We head to the Uber. Niall wasn't so angry about getting hit. I was surprised. Usually guys don't like help when they get hurt because they wanna act manly.

"Thanks for everything you did today, Niall. I had fun. Plus, I guess it was a good distraction from all that we've been through," I say after getting into the vehicle.

"You're welcome. I'll take you golfing anytime. I just don't know I'll try softball ever again," he says, laughing which causes him pain.

Today was a good day but my mind runs back to what Harry is doing right now. Is he thinking about me or has he moved on? Has he found someone better? Is he with Ashlee still? I guess I won't ever know if we don't go back to reality.