A Second Chance (UNDER CONSTRUCTION)

Chapter 4

"Just sit down Darcie" Danielle tells me.

"But... Please... Okay" I say slowly.

All the boys look up at us, and I squeeze into a spot next to Harry and Louis.

"You're so awkward, Darcie" Louis tells me. "Yeah, I really don't get you" Harry continues on from Louis.

"Can we please get started?" I say rolling my eyes.

"Whatever" Louis says. Some people say that our personalities are so alike, we could be related.

"Oh and where's Niall?" "He's... um... In your room?" Danielle says quietly.

"Why didn't you let him go home?" I state fiercly at no one in particular. "Cause he was broken. No one knows what he could've done to himself if he was gone" Liam shys away next Danielle.

"Really? Oh. But why couldn't he have stayed in Danielle's room? I mean... I was in my room" No one answers me and looks around the room, trying not to make eye contact with me.

"Well, Danielle moved you into her room, so he could go into yours, but he thinks its Danielle's" Liam tells me.

I breathe out and try not to seem obviously mad.

After a minute of awkward silence, Danielle speaks.

"Well, come on, I won't be young forever"

I roll my eyes again and stare at the floor in front of me.

"I'm starting" Louis starts "Alright, Liam..."

I zone out for a while, knowing I won't be picked for a bit.

"Darcie, snap out of it!" Harry shouts at me "What" I say rudely.

"Some ones crankyyyyy" Louis mocks at me. "Shut it Tomlinson" I sneer back.

Everyone backs down and avoids a comeback. They obviously know that if use a last name, it's serious.

"Can I just ask you something babe?" Harry says sweetly. "Don't call me 'babe'" I cock my head at him.

"Woah, alright Darcie. Truth or dare?" "Truth" "Um, ok..." "I mean dare" "Good. Kiss Louis." He states, imitating my cockiness.

I roll my eyes at Harry again.

"Fine with me"

Louis looks at me, wide eyed, surprised at my response. It's not about me anymore. I just want to show Harry that I'm not going to back down.

"Get over it Louis" Louis runs a hand through his hair and leans slightly towards me.

I take Louis' cheeks and slowly bring him close to me. I push my lips against his and let go of his cheeks.

Louis looks around awkwardly, while Harry, Liam and Danielle look behind me.

Why would they look behind me? The only thing behind me is Danielle and I's rooms... Our rooms... I refuse to look around and bury my face in my hands.

I just wanted to show Harry that I'm not going to back away from anything.

But he just had to walk in on that.

"Darcie, are you alright?" Harry asks me, trying to take my left hand away from my face.

I fight back, but lose.

"You're crying..." Harry quietly says. "Sorry, I've never seen you like this. Normally..." He doesn't finish his sentence and drops my hand.

"Was he, um, upset?" I whisper.

"Er, yes."

I get up and run to my room.

I slam on the door, tears running down my face, along with mascara.

I try the door many times before kicking it. I wish it didnt have a lock.

I keep kicking my door whlie the tears run down my face, faster.

I slide down the door, back pressed against it. I curl up and clutch my legs and bury my face into my hands.