-Louis-

It was so nice to have Daisy back. Everyone was happier with her here.

We were all sitting around, when I casually asked, "So, where's your lover?" I instantly realized that that had been a mistake. She looked sick.

"Actually," she said tentativley, "Caleb and I called it off." Silence.

"Oh, Daisy I'm so sorry." Niall enveloped her into a hug and she nestled into his chest.

-Daisy-

"Why did you break up?" Harry piped up suddenly.

"Yeah. I thought you said you loved him." said Zayn quietly, expressionless. He looked deep into my eyes. A mixture of "I told you this would happen" and extreme pain shone back at me.

"He cheated." I said, trying to sound casual. At this Zayn dropped his gaze, and I knew he was feeling bad for what he had just said.

"That's awful! Why would he do that to you." Harry said in a silky voice. I knew he wasn't as sympathetic as he let on. He was just excited that I was single. It got irritating sometimes that he had to flirt so much. Couldn't we just be normal friends?

"I'm not sad about breaking up with him." I said flatly, fiddling with the end of my hair. "if he was going to cheat on me, better now before it got too serious." somehow, speaking these words validated them. They were true, and I suddenly felt much better.

"Aww. Group hug!" Louis shouted, and all the boys came around me and we were in a sea of arms.

-Niall-

As soon as she left the room, I whispered to the boys, "I'm gonna fucking kill him."

I was about to fall asleep when I heard the creak of my door. I heard tiny footsteps padding across my rug. I knew it was Daisy before I opened my eye wearily. She quietly slipped under the covers and nestled against me. We lay still for a moment before she said, "Niall?"

"Mmm?" I hugged her. Her warmth was overwhelming.

"If I were to date one of the boys, which would it be." Her voice was delicate and tentative, knowing that I would dissaprove of her going out with any of them.

"Why?" I was too sleepy to sound skeptical, but she knew that I was.

"Just wondering."

We lay there for a long time, her falling asleep and I pondering her question.

Suddenly, I blurted out, "Liam."

"What?" she whispered, lousy from sleep.

"I would want you to be with Liam."

"Why's that?"

"He would just care about you a lot. When he falls in love, he falls hard and I think he would treat you the way you deserve."

Her response was to nestle deeper into the covers.