Torn: A One Direction Fan Fiction

Chapter 26: Waffles, Lies, and Eleanor Calder

Alexis' outfit during the airport scene can be found on the sidebar

Alexis' Pov:

"Leah, wake up!" I nudge my best friend lying lifeless across our bed.

"No Mrs. Patrich i don't like maths," she mumbles, rolling over.

I let out a laugh. Mrs. Patrich is our maths teacher. Leah was always falling asleep in her class.

"Leah, wake up!" I say louder, sitting on top of her stomach.

"Lexi, get off, i can't, breathe," She struggles underneath my weight. At least she's awake.

"Get up, I made breakfast." I call over my shoulder, walking to the kitchen.

"Seriously?" She asks, sitting up.

"Yeah frozen waffles, nothing fancy," I laugh at her face as she struggles to her feet.

"I couldn't catch any sleep with you laying on me," I grin while she reaches for the maple syrup.

"Laying on you?" 

"Yeah you don't realize it, but you move a lot in your sleep."

"Hmm," she sighs, thoughtfully chewing on her waffle.

"Your in good spirits for someone with two boys crushing on her," she grins at me.

"Did you hear what you just said?" I ask laughing.

"Yeah i know, so who do you want to go out with?" She asks eagerly.

"I dunno," I play with the cap to the milk carton. "I feel like if I choose one of them, then the other will be hurt."

She widens her eyes, "So you're just not going to pick either of them?" 

I shrug to which she gasps.

"I don't think any other girl on the planet could turn down the Niall Horan and Harry Styles."

I laugh at her overly animated, fangirl expression. "You're joking right?"

She rolls her eyes, "Of course Lex, you think I would really be one of those girls?"

I shrug, a new thought popping into my head. "You never told me how you got here."

"Oh," she breathes. "Niall contacted me, he said you could use a real friend right now."

"Oh," is my response.

"Why the oh?" She questions, smiling.

"When did you guys become friends again?" I ask, ignoring her question.

"We're not exactly best friends for life," she smiles as if recalling a memory.

I suddenly want to know what that memory is.

"So what happened?" I ask casually.

"Well," she sighs, "He texted me, I don't know how he got my new number, but he texted asking if I could come on tour. I thought it'd be fun to surprise you so i agreed, they sent a car to pick me up, and now i'm here," she bites her lip.

"Did you guys, you know, talk?" I busy myself with cleaning up the dishes.

"Yeah we did actually," she says quietly.

I stop cleaning and look up at her.

"He apologized, for, you know, and I accepted his apology."

"So do you like him now?" I ask, amused.

"I guess so," she mumbles.

"That's great Leah!" I smile, surprising both of us.