All I could feel was guilt building on top of me.I was the one who let Claire out at night, I was the one who waited, I was the one who didn't call. I couldn't take it anymore. I went to the bathroom and sat down on the cold hard ground, I never cry but I couldn't help it. My bestfriend just got harrassed and it was my fault. I thought about everything, but came to conclusion that I had to stop. I got up, cleared my head, made my face look like I hadn't been crying and left the bathroom. I went over to the window and sat on the radiator to look outside. It calmed me... I just had to stop. Stop going crazy, stop being crazy.

"So you like the view also?" A British voice asked.

"um ya I needed to clear my head so I thought it was a good idea" I responded without turning around.

"May I join you?" He asked

"ya sure" I responded while turning around... I saw him... It was louis... Wow

"What are you doing here?" I asked him shocked.

"My bestfriend Liam said Niall and a girl needed help so he called the boys over, why are you here?" He asked.

I smirked sadly and told him "my friend was being harrassed until niall helped her, believe it or not, my other friends were at your house but liam got a call from niall. Liam told my friend, my friend told me" I explained.

"Wow, I'm sorry about your friend..."

"We'll I'm sorry niall had to be in the situation"

"Well he decided to be a part of the problem so I think you should thank him for saving your friend"

"he doesn't deserve to know what's happened to her, she can fight for herself" after I said that Louis walked off, but said

"he was trying to help her"

"whatever, I got to go, okay?"

"It was nice to meet you." Louis said sarcastically.

"Ya, ya..." I said, and with that, I stormed out of the room.

Notes

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