Rachel's P.O.V.

"Prove it" I said quietly.

Her eyes widened and she frowned slightly.

"What do you mean?" She asked.

I shrugged.

"Prove it Sky. I mean only 15 minutes ago he came in here and told me that it meant nothing to him! Nothing at all! You know I'm just sick of guys! I mean first Louis fucking cheats - and with Eleanor of all people! His ex with model looks! And then I start to think hey maybe Ashton likes me but he just gave me a huge-ass hickey and wants us to be friends! Am I doing something wrong here? Is there something wrong with me? Something that just drives guys away?" I collapsed onto my bed in frustration after my speech.

Skylar was silent for a minute before she spoke.

"Louis cheated?" She asked, her voice cautious.

"Yeah, that's why we broke up. I just couldn't deal with it I guess" I told her. Though it had been a long time ago, it still hurt to talk about.

"Maybe you should talk to Ashton abou-" she began but I cut her off.

"No. I know it sounds stupid but I really don't want to see him right now.." I trailed off, not wanting to explain myself any further.

She sighed.

"Okay, well I'll leave you alone now but just so you know - Ashton really does like you. I mean it" she told me.

I groaned in frustration as she walked out of my room, leaving me to deal with my thoughts alone.

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I went to bed pretty early that night. I had avoided Ashton for the rest of the time he'd been at the house and had also avoided Harry, Louis and Skylar. In short I stayed in my room.

Though I had went to bed early I couldnt sleep much. I was too focused on the whole Ashton situation and so I drifted in and out of sleep for a few hours before finally deciding to get back up at 1am.

The house was eerily quiet and so I snuck down the stairs as softly as I could. I had planned on making a cup of tea, maybe watching a bit of television and then going back to bed. However I was oddly surprised when I got downstairs.

Harry and Louis were sitting on the couch in the sitting room, eating popcorn and drinking tea.

"What are you doing up?" I asked, closing the door softly behind me.

Harry glanced at me quickly before his eyes dropped back to his tea.

"Not much. Harold here is just expressing his heartbreak is all" Louis explained and I sighed.

We had only just gotten Harry back to normal. If he was going to start acting like death again, we would have a problem.

"I'm so sorry Harry. I didn't think the whole thing through when I invited them over. Trust me, I wish that I hadn't" I said the last part more to myself though they both heard.

"Trouble in paradise?" Louis asked,his tone slightly sour.
Harry's eyebrows furrowed in concern.

"What happened?" He asked curiously.

I grinned a little.

"Im sure you two have better things to be doing than hearing my relationship problems. Or I suppose lack-of-relationship problems" I said sotly.

Harry rolled his eyes.

"Please, you've been listening to me whine for weeks now. It's your turn" he told me.

And so once Louis had me a cup of tea and added ice cream to the meal, I began into the story. Though I had originally tries to hide my hickey from Harry I told him about it nonetheless. About how I didn't know who it was and then found out it was Ashton. And about how he said it didnt mean anything.

Though Harry's initial reaction to the whole situation was anger, it quickly faded when he realised I was actually quite upset and so spent the next couple of hours attempting to cheer me up with bad jokes and eventually agreeing to watch Mulan with me.
It was nearly 5am when I eventually fell asleep, squashed between Louis and Harry on the couch.

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