Delia’s P.O.V.

“So tonight is the perfect opportunity for you to make a move-“

“Delia!” Louis cut me off immediately, rolling his eyes. “Rachel isn’t into me like that. She’s made that very clear,” he told me.

“Stop being so naïve Louis, you like Rachel, Rachel likes you, even Harry’s cool with it. You should go for it, tonight at the party,” I continued.

We were out having lunch in a little café not far from campus. We were discussing the party tonight at Niall’s friends house. It would be a little awkward I was sure. Niall and Demi had split up, but Niall and I had never really spoken to each other at all since he had started dating her. We had ended our casual relationship pretty badly.

Demi and Eleanor would be there too, which I didn’t mind so much, I had been friends with Demi, and Eleanor too, a bit. I was just worried mixing Rachel, Louis, Niall, Demi and I wasn’t the best idea, knowing the history between us. Rachel would more than likely avoid me, anyways so it shouldn’t really be a concern for me.

“Why did you bring it up with Harry, seriously Delia?” he groaned, sipping his tea.

I just shrugged in response.

“At least you know he approves,” I grinned. “Speaking of tall dark and curly, does he have a date?”

“Why, you interested?” Louis teased.

I stuck my tongue out at him.

“Nah, he doesn’t have a date. Rachel seems to be a bit suspicious of him and Skylar though,” he told me.

“Skylar? Isn’t she dating Luke?”

“Yeah, when she stayed at our place the other, they showed up together in the morning. Harry had been out all night and it didn’t look like they had been sleeping, it was an awkward breakfast, that’s for sure,” he admitted.

“After Skylar and Rachel left, Harry told me nothing had happened, but I can tell Rachel’s worried about him,” he continued.

“Worried about him? What, she wouldn’t be cool with them dating?”

“Honestly, I think she’d be delighted if they were together. Skylar’s her best friend, and she loves her, but when she chose Luke over Harry, it broke him, I think Rach is just worried that’ll happen again,” he admitted.

It made sense. When Harry and I had been fake dating, it was clear he was crazy about Skylar. The fact that she was in a relationship with Luke broke his heart. As far as I was aware, he had gotten over her, but then again just because he said he had, didn’t necessarily make it true.

“Is she coming to the party tonight?” I asked

Louis nodded.

“Well, this is sure to be interesting,”




I pulled my jacket off as I stepped inside the front door. The party was already alive, very tipsy people filling the house, spilling out onto the front lawn too. My new roommate, Emma, had come along with me. I was relieved, as I didn’t want to arrive alone. Rachel was coming with Louis and Harry, and it had been a while since I had spoken to Eleanor and Demi.

We weren’t in long when I spotted Louis, and headed over to talk to him. Emma wandered off with some guy she knew.

“Lou!” I exclaimed when I reached him.

“Delia,” he greeted with a warm smile, pulling me into a quick hug. “You made it!”

It was clear he had already been drinking quite a bit, but he wasn’t much more than tipsy. There was a goofy grin on his face. Before I had a chance to tease him at all, a familiar voice interrupted us.

“Louis, man, you’re here!” I turned quickly to be faced with the blonde Irishman himself.

“Delia?” he exclaimed, before smiling widely. “Wow, I hardly recognised you, the blonde looks good,” he complimented easily, obviously a little tipsy himself.

“I heard you’re dating Irwin now,” he continued, without giving me a chance to respond.

“Oh – no, no, we’re not dating. At least not anymore,” I told him, unsure of how to explain such a complex situation casually.

He simply nodded in response.

“Well I better go find Liam, see you later?” he said to both Louis and I. He quickly wandered off, weaving through people effortlessly and quickly disappearing into the crowd.

“That wasn’t awkward at all,” Louis laughed, nudging me lightly. I just nudged him back in response, rolling my eyes. Things between Niall and I had been so simple, so casual, no worrying about losing a friend because of it. I missed the simplicity.

“So, where’s Rachel?” I asked.

He shrugged in response.

“She was dancing with Skylar, last I saw her,” he told me.

“So you haven’t made your move yet then? The alcohol hasn’t inspired you to sweep her off her feet?” I teased.

He chuckled in response but his cheeks turned a little pink.

“Shut up,” was all he chose to say. I didn’t get a chance to torment him further as the girl in question suddenly appeared before us.

“I’ve been looking for you,” she told Louis, a sight giggle in her voice, indicating she too had already drank quite a bit.

Louis simply beamed widely in response.

“Come dance with me?” she asked, holding out a hand to him. He took her hand, lacing their fingers together immediately. They continued to just look at each other smiling before I cleared my throat.

Rachel immediately noticed me and I noticed her cheeks colour a little.

“Delia, hi,” she smiled, warmly.

My stomach fluttered a little at her smile, and I felt upset immediately, knowing she was only greeting me so warmly because she had been drinking. I genuinely missed being her friend. We were pretty different but we had gotten on surprisingly well.

“Go dance, I’m sure I’ll find a way to entertain myself,” I told them, winking at Louis not so subtly.

He rolled his eyes, but let himself be dragged off by her, grinning stupidly all the while.

For the next hour or so I busied myself by drinking and dancing, occasionally stopping to chat to someone I recognised. Nearly two hours since I had left Louis and Rachel, I was making my way toward the bathroom, when I crashed into someone, losing my balance and falling straight onto my ass. I burst out laughing once I had hit the ground, only stopping when I heard an exclamation of, “Delia!”

I looked up, and gasped when I saw Ashton, holding out a hand to pull me up. I accepted the help quickly, feeling immediately uncomfortable when I was standing, closer to him than I had expected.

“Wow, you look amazing,” he told me, smiling slightly.

“Thank you,” I couldn’t help but grin back. “What are you doing here?”

“Well, Skylar told Luke she was coming to this party with Rachel, so he decided to come along and surprise her. I figured I’d tag along,” he explained.

“To see Rachel?” I asked, folding my arms over my chest.

He blushed.

“Maybe. Although I don’t know why I bothered, though. She’s making out with Louis,” he grumbled.

My jaw dropped. “What? Seriously, where?” I asked.

He led me to the other side of the room, where we had a decent view of a black couch. Louis, Harry, Rachel, Eleanor, Demi and Niall were all squeezed onto it. On one end, Eleanor was sitting on Niall’s lap, and on the other, Rachel was sitting on Louis’. Her arm was loosely around his neck, her high-heel clad legs crossed, as she laughed at something Harry had said.

“What are you talking about Ashton? She’s not making out with him,” I mumbled, slightly disappointed. It would be great for Louis if they finally got together.

“Huh, I guess I didn’t spend much time looking at them, I saw her sitting on him and just kind of assumed,” he admitted.

I rolled my eyes.

“Yeah, well, you shouldn’t assume,” I muttered.

He sighed.

“Sorry, I know talking about Rachel to you isn’t really fair,” he apologised.

“No, it’s not,” I agreed. “But you seem pretty upset. Wanna go for a walk?” I offered.

If I was going to win Ashton over I’d have to at least be his friend first.

He smiled softly at me, nodding.

“That would be amazing, Deils, thank you,” he told me.

I grabbed my jacket from inside the door and within a few minutes we were walking outside in the cold air. When he held out his hand for me to take, I didn’t have to think twice about it. We talked about random things, mainly reliving things we had done over the summer. We spent over an hour just talking, and eventually he decided to walk me home.

“Hey, thanks for, you know, distracting me,” he grinned once we had stopped outside my door. I giggled, still pretty tipsy.

“There are plenty of ways I can think of for you to thank me,” I told him in a sultry voice, leaning up to press a quick kiss to his lips.

“Delia..” he trailed off, his voice betraying his hesitancy.

I simply giggled again, pressing another kiss to his cheek and then one to his jaw, testing the waters a bit before meeting his lips again. This time he kissed me back, his hands moving to rest on my waist. I smiled into the kiss, pulling away only briefly to open the door, pulling him inside with me.

Notes

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