Change My Mind *1D Fanfic*

Chapter 50

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*Sunday*

I have been avoiding Liam since the conversation on the curb. He just pissed me off, and it's horrible. I am left alone with him because the girls have gone to the spa, Harry, and Louis went to the doctors to get the cast removed, and Zayn is out 'clearing his head'. Which pretty much means he is out smoking a cigarette, and enjoying alone time. I've told him so many times to stop but he never listens, and just drops the whole conversation. What a dumb ass. Perrie has even tried to snap him about it, and even the fans but, he is just too addicted.

I feel bad for the guy, he wasn't the one who got himself addicted, it was a couple is school mates back in the day before the X-Factor. I am at the condo alone with Liam because I really don't feel like going out but I am ignoring him. It's been 3 days from when I left him on the curb, and he deserves it. Wow hearing myself I sound like a bitch. But who cares he deserves it. The reason why the girls went to the spa is because this is the last day Phoebe is going to be here for the week. Just to remind you guys that Phoebs is leaving to Florida for her parent's unfortunate funeral.

I feel bad for the girl you know, it's devastating to know from your sister that you barely even talk to about the tragic accident that occurred. Harry really doesn't want her to go but all of us lads have been telling him that this is the best for her to go to Florida for the funeral. It's better than her being in sorrow, so we convinced him. Im glad he is getting the stupid-ass cast off. He have been acting like its the end of the world because he is crippled.

What a hypocrite. When I had my crutches, he would always scold me because 'I need to learn how to do shit while having crutches' kinda ordeal. He sucks.

I turn around from my seat, and grab the remote that is situated on the top of couch cushion. I pull it in front of me, and turn the t.v. on. The first thing that turns on is 'American Idol'. I scowl at the show and turn it. I really hate how the show is going. It has gone downhill when they decided to add new judges, and have the originals leave. For instance, Simon. But if he hadnt even left the show and made The X-Factor, then One Direction wouldnt even exist.

I scan through the guide, and gasp when I see 'Friends' on. Like oh my gosh this is the best show in the whole entire universe. I turn it on, and it is the episode in where Monica, and Chantler are getting married. This is the best episode ever.

After like 5 minutes into the episode my stomach starts to growl. I pat my stomach, and then struggle to get up from the couch. I finally get up from my slumpt position, and wearily make my way into the kitchen. I clutch the fridge door, and open it revealing tons of leftovers.

I skim through the options, and decide on a nice cold beer, and a leftover nacho ingredients.

I prepare my nacho platter on a nice paper plate, and my bottle of nice cold beer, and make my way back to my safe haven. In which in this case has to be the beautiful leather couch. I plop down, and on the tv is now another episode of 'Friends'. I grab a handful of nachos, and stuff it into my mouth. After that I chugged the last of the cold Bud Light I glare up at the door that slowly opens.

Liam walks through the door, and he is slumpt over. I dont bother to look at him anymore, grab my keys, and leave the condo.

Harry's P.O.V.

We sit in the little clinic that is located south of Hollywood. It was a very long ride but it is worth it. I get this wretched piece of shit off of me. Finally! I haven't even been abled to do lots of things like: sing, box, bike, and other things that involve the use of my left foot. Louis decided to come with me, and I thank him because the others would've been really boring because of the situations that are happening between Niall, and Liam.