Harry:
"You are unbelievable!" you accuse as you sat in the passenger seat of Harry's Range Rover.
"Old grudges are never good babe," he said, making a right turn.
"I'm aware. But some can't be forgotten and Abigail obviously can't do that," you replied moodily. Harry was dropping you off at the shopping center so you could spend some time with Abigail. To say you were unhappy was an understatement. You had no interest in resolving anything with her.
"Maybe if you would overlook everything that happened she would do the same. Lead by example." you starred blankly at Harry and shook your head at his attempt to cheer you up.
"I still don't want to do this," you admitted. He smiled sheepishly at you as he stopped the car in front of the entrance to the mall.
"Too late."
You groaned and took off your seatbelt, turning to your boyfriend, "You owe me." He chuckled and shook his head, leaning in to give you a light kiss.
"You'll thank me later."
"Sure," you breathed as you got out of the car to enter the mall. You spotted Abigail on a bench, tapping away on her phone.
"Hey," you greeted indifferently, already wanting to go home.
"Let's get this over with," she sighed, not bothering to say hello or look up from her phone as she stood up. She started walking away from you, forcing you to catch up with her.
"You could at least try a little harder." She only glanced at you briefly before returning her attention to her phone.
"And why should I?"
"For our boyfriends," you pointed out, still keeping up with her only for Harry's sake.
"I'm actually texting Niall right now," she informed me. You shook your head and rolled your eyes.
"Yeah? And what are you two talking about?" Abigail shrugged, finally putting her phone away.
"Well I was yelling at him for getting me into this mess."
"Some girlfriend you are," you muttered under your breath. However she still heard you, eyes narrowing.
"If we're just going to insult each other then there's no point in this."
You rolled your eyes, "Glad the feelings is mutual." Abigail said nothing as she started walking faster than you; you didn't bother catching up this time. Harry was definitely not getting a thank you.
Niall:
"Who knows babe, maybe you and Perrie will get along." You bit your tongue, deciding that there would be no point in arguing with him. When you two arrived at the restaurant everyone was already seated, waiting for your arrival.
"Look who decided to show up," Harry said with a teasing smile on his face. The others joined in on his banter and Niall waved off their remarks about his tardiness, pulling out your chair for you.
"It's fine Niall, I'm sure it wasn't your fault." You narrowed your eyes at Perrie who wore a sickly sweet smile on her face, looking right at you.
The table settled into silence and Zayn broke it by clearing his throat and saying, "Why don't we order now that we're all here." You saw him glare at Perrie and you smiled smugly to yourself; at least her boyfriend was chastising her.
The rest of the dinner went by without any outbursts from you and Perrie. You did however catch Zayn and Niall exchanging looks every now and then, making you weary of whatever they were planning. Once dessert was served and everyone had finished fighting over the check, Niall spoke up.
