Does he know?

"You’re so quiet it’s so sad seeing you like this”, Lou said while the crew was eating lunch. “It’s sad feeling like this, it’s sad losing your best friend like this, this whole situation is just sad”, I answered cold.

It had been two weeks since Zayn left. I missed him so much. I cried almost every night in his bed with his teddy he had left for me. The room wasn’t the same. It was empty and cold. I hated being in it. I truly felt the missing spot and the crew surprisingly didn't seem to bother at all. What even worse is that Harry is all around me. Whereever I go I see him and he's constantly eating lunch with us etc. I can't really blame the other guys since we are a clique but I just need him to talk things out with me. I'm sick of pretending everything's fine. I have too many thoughts in my head but I can't seem to escape them or solve my problems.

“I’m sure Lou didn’t mean to hurt you like he just did”, El said as he gave Louis "the look".

“There is school party on Friday; I think you should come with us. Clear your thoughts and just have some fun”, she tried to cheer me up. “I’ll think about it” I replied shortly as I continued eating. I wasn’t in the mood for partying. What did I have to celebrate? The fact that my best firend was gone because of me and my stupid feeling for his friend?

“You have no other choice. Everyone is going. You’ll rather be at your room and cry or what?” Niall asked. I gave him’ the look’. Couldn’t he understand that I was hurt? But maybe they were right..

Friday night came fastly. I had Skyped with Zayn few times and he forced me to go to the party. He meant that it’s best for me and he doesn’t like the thought of me being sad and alone because of him. He was right. It was for the best that he had left and it was stupid of me crying because of his descision. I had to step up my game and feelings and have some fun for once. And it was excactly what I would do tonight.

I have never been a drinker but when I drink I swear I get drunk a lot faster than I want to. I have had one drink and I’m already buzzin’.

“God damn woman we’re not even at the party and your drunk”, El laughed. She was so precious. Everyone was just precious at this moment. I was so ready to dance my feelings off especially the spot from Zayn and Harry. Of course I still loved Harry but I tried to brush it off. Tonight was all about me having fun.

As we came to the party the music was pounding and everyone seemed to be high. Everyone looked like idiots on the dance floor and of course I and Niall didn’t hesitate dancing together. We rocked the party as usual.

“I FEEL DIZZY WHY IS EVERYTHING BLACK AND WHIIIIITE?”, we screamed together like two drunk idiots. “I fucking love this DJ”, I screamed and gave Niall high five. He was the best dancer of all times and I enjoyed his company.

“This is our jam man”, he yelled having his hand in the air at the same time. I loved his drunk irish accent. “HI MI NAME IS WHATEVER YOooooOU CALL MEE”, I sang along to a strange guy passing by me. He nodded and I felt butterflies in my stomach. NO I wasn’t in love, I was fucking drunk man.

“Let’s get undressed cause I wanna see you naked" I dotted a guy on the back.

“Well I don’t mind”, he said and turned around.

FUCK.

It was HARRY.

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