Choosing A Direction

~Chapter 18~ Ultimatum Part One

*tear tear* CAD is coming to an end. It's been a good run but it had to end some time. Thank you for all your reads and votes you guys <3

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"Louis! I paid sixty dollars for that bra!" I scream as I chase Louis around the hotel. Louis laughs and dangles it over a window. 

I narrow my eyes at him. "I swear to god, if you drop it I'll--" I look around for something to threaten him with and see Harry playing with his iPhone on the couch. I run to him and get him into a head lock.

"I'll kill Harry!" 

That really gets him going. His eyes nearly pop out of his head and my bra returns to the room. "Fine, here's your over priced bra," He tosses it to me and for once I actually catch it.

"Are you going to model it for us?" asks Harry with a cheeky smile.

"In your wet dreams," I mumble.

Harry pouts. "C'mon, it's my birthday and I'm not old enough to hire strippers,"

A swift smack from my purple and black laced bra finally shuts him up.

We're at the Hilton Hotel in Paris right now, taking a week off to celebrate Harry's birthday. He wanted to celebrate on Valentines day so here we were in the city of love waiting for the day of love to roll around. Just two days to go.

Harry was planning on throwing a small party though, just the boys and their families. Myf amily, too, if they could make it. I still hadn't found a dress for the occasion though and that's where Zayn came in. He was definitely the most stylish of the buys and could probably give the best feedback.

"Oh Zaynie," I coo as i wrap my arms around him from behind. Zayn eyes me suspiciously, knowing that i only call him that when I want something.

"Yes Savi?"

"I'm going shopping and since you are the most stylish of all the boys, I thought you'd be the perfect shopping buddy," My flattery works and soon Zayn is following me around the mall carrying my bags and grumbling about how I used witch magic to convince him to come.

Even after two hours of shopping, I still haven't found the dress. I've found the shoes and acessories (I knew I wanted a black) but no luck with the actual dress.

I am just about to give up, much to Zayn's relief, when i spot a small boutique called Christalle. It's loving script intrigues me and I drag Zayn inside.

He sits in the chairs in front of the dressing rooms to give his feet and hands a break as I browse their selections.

There are a variety of beautiful dresse made from the finest silks, chiffon, and cotton. But only one catches my attention. It's made of fine silk. It seems to go straight down, but when I try it on, it comforms to my every curve. It stops just below the knee and I have to adjust my bra straps so they can be cover by the spagetthi strps of the dress.

"What do you think?" I fidget nervously when I step out to show Zayn the dress.

His eyes grow wide and for a moment he's speechless."Whoa," He manages.

"What?" 

"Let's just say,if I wasn't committed to Perrie, I'd do you," He winks and I take that as a green light.

The shoes and acessroies match the dress perfectly. I go to the cashier to pay and I can hear Zayn give a sigh of relief that we are finally going back to the hotel. 

I was prepared to be bombarded with questions when I got there, but nothing could've prepared me for the sight that greeted me when I stepped through the door.

Niall straddles Harry and is beating his fist into his face. Harry manages to block some of his blows and gets a few of his own in. Liam flutters around, trying to stop the fight but not wanting to get hit at the same time. Louis is nowhere to be found.

"What in the hell is going on in here?" I shout above the noise.

They finally notice that Zayn and I have walked through the door. Liam's eyes go from me to Harry and Niall, then back to me.

"This is all because of you," He says.

My jaw drops to the ground and it's a struggle to get it back up. "What?"

"They're fighting over you, Savannah. I'll let Harry and Niall explain," 

Louis rushes in wrapped in a towel with shampoo still in his hair. "i heard all this noise and yelling and--" He notices Harry and Niall. "Ohmygod, Niall! stop hurting Harry!" He makes a move to remove Niall, but Liam grabs his arm and whispers something to him. They leave reluctantly.

An awkward silence ensues.

"Well, I'm just gonna. . . bye," Zayn rushes out quickly. "I'll put your bags on your bed, Savi," He informs me before he gets out of sight.

Now I stand there, alone with Niall and Harry. Niall has finally removed himself from Harry and the stand a good distance apart, glaring at each other with such an intensity that the phrase 'If looks could kill' comes to my mind. If looks could kill, both of them would've disinegrated by now into a fine powder that would basically be a free cremation since I was going to kill them Soon as I found out why they were fighting.

"Well? I want an exoplanation and I want it now," I say, my voice low and dangerous.

Niall speaks up. "Harry and I were fighting over you," He doesn't look at anyone now, just glares at the ground. Harry does the same. It's amazing how they're so alike sometimes.

"And why were you fighting over me?"

Harry gives me my answer this time. "Because, I told Niall that I was going to invite you to a dinner on the beach tomorrow to make you admit that you're in love with me. Of course, niall got jealous--"

"I didn't get jealous! I've had this date planned for days!" Niall interrupts.

"Niall, please. After Harry's finish telling his side, you can tell yours,"

Niall begrudgingly agrees and Harry continues. "Niall got jealous and told me about his date that he planned for you. I laughed in his face because you're obviously in love with me," harry can be so arrogant sometimes, "And he got pissed. He went off again about how I always try to steal every girl he likes from him. I told him that I don't have to steal them they just like me better than him. Then he ounched me and we started fighting and we ended up in the great room and you and Zayn returned from your little shopping trip."

"Okay Niall your turn,"

Niall sighs. "Harry actually told the truth for once. That's exactly how it happened,"

I chew on my thumb nail nervously, trying to get my thoughts together, Niall and Harry both want me, I am in love with both of them, and both of them have now told each other their feelings for me. 

"We can't play these games anymore, Savannah," Niall interuppts my thoughts. "Tomorrow at six you're going to have to choose. Me or Harry. Can't be niether, can't be both. Whoever you go to first will obviously be the one you truly love," Niall's blue eyes get a little wet but he blinks furiously to make it go away.

"Okay," I say quietly. I agree with Niall. We can't keep playing these games with our hearts. It's time I made up my mind on what I wanted. 

I spend the entire night tossing and turning, thinking about who I should choose. I barely got six hours of sleep in and felt like shit the next day. Niall and Harry still weren't on speaking terms and Ii don't think their little ultimatum they gave me yesterday is going to make things better. It'll probabaly make things worst considering the fact that I'll be at Harry's birthday party tomorrow and so will the person I choose.

But, by the time five rolls around, Harry and Niall speed off to their date spots and I'm just starting to get dressed. 

As I'm putting on my heels, I still haven't made up my mind. The beep of the taxi warns me that it's now or never.

"To the Calistia Beach, please,"

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mwuhahaha yes, that is a cliff hanger. cheeky, huh? u know u love me tho ;D