6. Oh Well

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•Marie Anne Dawson•

"Are you serious?" I said in frustration as I tried to call people from the outside. Why did they decide to lock it? Oh. Ed was passed out already and I was walking around, well standing. The size of this closet wasn't helping because of the stuff stocked here. Why else would this be called a closet?

I couldn't sleep. Mainly because of the stupid voice inside my head. A little bit because of how I managed to forgive Ed so easily. I seriously thought I'd be such a sadist and a mean person that holds grudges. Oh well.

"Will you stop doing that? You're giving me a headache"

I looked at Ed's uncomfortable looking body laying down on the very uncomfortable sofa, but judging by the furniture around this extremely small closet, it was the most comfy looking thing here. My forehead scrunched up. Who said that?

"Will you please just lie with me uncomfortably here?" Ed said with his eyes closed. Oh, he said that. I slowly lied down next to him. Well more like half of my body was on top of him.

"Ed this isn't working" I whispered. I felt him move until I was squished between the sofa and Ed. I somehow managed to make myself comfortable. Somehow.

"Goodnight babe" I heard him whisper before snaking his arm around my waist. "I love you" I felt him kiss my forehead and I just closed my eyes and tried to go to dreamland. "I love you too"

Happy nightmares

Oh well.

•Melanie Andrea•

I woke up on the floor just like the rest of our gang. I groaned and sat up. I rubbed my eyes. My head was feeling like it was gonna explode. How much did I drink last night? I walked into the kitchen to find some advil. This place was a mess.

"That was the best party ever" Liam said from the living room. I heard a lot of people groan.

"What happened last night?" Perrie yawned

"I still feel like I'm forgetting something" Eleanor said. Everybody grabbed some advil and drowned it with water.

"Atleast you didn't pass out on the floor. My back is killing me" Niall said as he entered the room. Now all of us were in the kitchen at 10 in the morning with hangovers.

"I still can't remember what I forgot"

"Well duh, you forgot it"

We all stared wide eyed at each other. I knew we were all thinking of the same thing. The two people who aren't here.

"ED AND MARIE"

"FUCK. FUCK. THEY'RE GONNA KILL US"

All of us bolted to the closet we locked them into last night.

"THEY WON'T KILL US RIGHT?!"

"Bloody hell! Would you stop yelling?"

"WE MIGHT STILL END UP DEAD"

Harry slowly grabbed the handle and twisted it. The door was wide open and we saw them both sleeping on a sofa. An uncomfortable looking on might I add. We got startled by a box from the shelf of this tiny closet that fell to the floor.

"This is really tiny"

"I know"

We all crowded inside the small closet which surprisingly, we managed to fit. We got closer to them.

"Look this is so cute"

"Shut up you'll wake them"

"I need a picture"

A flash escaped Sophia's phone and caused Ed to slightly stir.

"What the fuck" Marie groaned with her eyes still closed and sat up, rubbed her eyes and looked at us.

"You bastards!" She yelled and all of us screamed in fear and bolted out of the room.

I ran and hid with the others behind the kitchen island. Not the best hiding place.

"Do you have any idea how tiny that fucking room was?!" Marie yelled angrily as she entered the kitchen. A hangover victim Ed just following her.

"Oh my God, I'm gonna die!"

"Hey, let me write my will!"

"Please don't kill us!"

Oh Well.

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"You guys wanna go to Nandos before we totally head off to anywhere our hearts desires?"

A few nods were given here and there. Then it was settled. We were going to eat at Nandos.

"I think we need to shower first. We smell like shi-" Louis started but was cut off by Eleanor

"Language!"

"How about we just meet up there in like, an hour?"

And then it was settled. We all said our goodbyes and headed off. I got in the drivers seat and Melanie took shotgun. She fumbled with the radio just like yesterday, this time the actual radio was playing music.

"Because I'm happy"

"So are you happy?" I stared at Melanie like she was an alien

"Are you serious?"

"Well duh. I wouldn't have hatched a plan if I wasn't"

"Well in that case. Yes, I am"

I saw the smile on her face. I parked the car right outside of the apartment and went outside. Melanie just following right behind me.

"So what happened?" She asked, grinning like a child. My mind flew back to the memory of last night. That stupid voice was still there.

"I-I... Well it was just- uhm..."

Worry flashed right into her eyes as she struggled with opening the door.

"Did something wrong happen?" I hesitated on telling her about the voice. Not wanting her to worry about me.

"I-I think somethings wrong with me" I managed to say before entering the room. I grabbed my towel before heading to the bathroom.

"What do you mean?"

"I-I, Its just- uhm... Just please don't worry about me, Mel. I'll be alright."

And with that I locked the door and took my shower to get rid of the stench I carried.

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"So she really did it on purpose?" Perrie exclaimed at what Eleanor just said.

"Yeah I mean, its ridiculous" I didn't really catch on to what they were talking about. All I was thinking of was how much I wanted to go to the bathroom. Mostly because of the stupid voice in my head.

"Are you alright?" Ed asked from beside me. I tried my best to fake a smile.

"Uh... Yeah, I just need to go" I said and I excused myself from the table. I shuddered at the words this voice was using. I went inside and looked at myself in the mirror before going in a stall.

"Breath. Just breath" I slowly whisper to myself. After a few minutes I had managed to calm down and walked back outside. They didn't notice my reappearance so I just listened to their conversation. And I did not expect this.

"You think we should?"

"We can't just push her like tha-"

"You know we have to"

"It's just a bit hard to deal with"

"What's a bit hard to deal with?" I asked and sat back down on my chair. They looked startled. What were they talking about?

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