World Tour
Cheater?
***Harry Styles***
Thursday, July 26th, 2012 – North London, England
After we ate amazing tacos prepared by yours truly, the five of us gathered on the couch and turned on a movie. Louis and I were cuddling extremely close, but all of us were touching each other in some form, lounging around on top of each other as we so often did. When the movie was over, we stayed in our extremely comfortable positions, too lazy to move.
“Hey, Louis,” I said, thinking about how funny our fake fight had sounded.
“Yeah?” he asked.
“You want to dust the cabinets?” I teased him for his ridiculous remark earlier. He pinched my side, tickling me, making me squirm and squeal.
“Okay, come on, what else was I supposed to say?” he asked.
“Anything, really,” I told him. “I mean, it’s just funny, that you could’ve said vacuuming, or sweeping, or mopping, or just dusting in general, but the first thing you came up with, was ‘dusting the cabinets’.”
“Well, it was better than ‘I know how to wash pots and pans’,” he fed it right back to me. “What, you don’t know how to wash any other type of dish?” We were both grinning from ear to ear. Zayn groaned.
“Are you guys going to be like this from now on?” he asked, displeased. “Because if so, then I might turn down the invite for all the extra hanging out.”
“I’m not sure you ever were invited to that,” Louis joked.
“Yeah, we only said that for Niall’s sake,” I added. “He is the nicest one, after all.”
“Hey, what did I ever do to you?” Liam joined in on the conversation, amusement in his voice.
“Well, for starters, you usually wake us up way too early in the mornings when we’re on tour,” Louis said. Liam smiled.
“Forgive me for trying to help you keep your job,” he emphasized the last three words.
“Well, it might take some time, and it’s going to be really, really hard, but I’m sure I’ll forgive you someday,” Louis said, seriously. Liam hit Louis in the face with a pillow, making us all bust out laughing. Everything felt one hundred percent right again.
Louis and I told the others we wanted to take them out to dinner that night as a thank you for them being there, and they said it wasn’t necessary – that that’s what friends were for – but finally agreed, so we all got ready, then climbed into Liam’s car and headed to one of our favorite restaurants in town.
We were sitting around the table, talking, joking, laughing, enjoying things being back to normal, when Liam looked towards the front of the restaurant and gasped. We all followed his gaze – Danielle had walked in with another guy. Liam had been up and down since their break up in May – probably more downs than he let us know about. We knew not to bring up her name around him because he was still hurting. And if he felt anywhere near as terrible as I had when Louis and I were broken up, then I honestly didn’t know how the guy was still standing.
“Just ignore it,” Zayn whispered in Liam’s ear. Liam’s face had turned an unnatural shade of white. Louis and I exchanged a glance – we knew we couldn’t stay.
“You want to take Liam to the car while I pay?” Louis asked me. I nodded. We had all almost finished eating anyway, so I stood up, and Zayn helped Liam to his feet. Danielle still hadn’t noticed us, and I was hoping we would be able to get Liam out of there before she did. Zayn and I walked on either side of Liam while Niall hung back with Louis. Danielle and her date were standing in the front of the restaurant waiting for their table when we walked by. They were too busy kissing to have noticed us, and Liam, too collected to make a scene, just ignored it and continued walking as we left the restaurant. As soon as we were outside, though, we heard the restaurant door open again.
“Liam?” Danielle called behind us. Zayn and I looked at each other, ready to just ignore her, but Liam turned around and looked at her. “Liam, I – hi,” Danielle stammered.
“’Hi’?” Liam repeated. “After two and a half months of ignoring my texts and phone calls and then making out with some guy right in front of me, all you can say is ‘hi’?”
“I – I didn’t know you were in there,” she replied, quietly. “I’m sorry.”
“Whatever, Danielle,” Liam shook his head. “I’m glad you were able to move on so quickly.”
“I just – I didn’t know what to say to you,” Danielle defended.
“I get it,” Liam said. “You didn’t want to talk to me. You’ve made your point.”
“It wasn’t like that!” Danielle exclaimed. “I mean, you were gone on tour, and, and I was with Jerry, and then there just wasn’t much to say.”
“Well, have fun with Jerry,” Liam said, and I didn’t even hear any sarcasm in his voice. He was a lot stronger than I would’ve been. “I hope he makes you happy.”
“He does, Liam, and so did you, but when I met him, I knew it just couldn’t ever be the same with you as it was with him.” Liam’s face fell.
“Wait, what?” he asked. “Did you – were you seeing him while we were still together?” He looked ready to cry. Zayn put his arm around Liam’s shoulders.
“No, of course not!” Danielle cried. “I mean, I never cheated on you…” she trailed off.
“When did you meet him?” Liam demanded, his voice dark. Danielle looked at Liam, tears filling her eyes. Louis and Niall walked out just then, saw what was going on, and came to stand with us. “When, Danielle?” Liam repeated.
“Three months ago,” she whispered. Liam shook his head.
“Unbelievable! I can’t believe you were cheating on me! And then you lied about why we broke up!”
“I never cheated!”
“But he’s the reason you dumped me, right?” Liam challenged. Danielle pursed her lips, nodded, and tears spilled from her eyes. Liam put his hand over his face.
“Alright, let’s go,” Louis said, taking charge as the oldest now that Liam was unable to be the responsible one. We turned Liam around and walked to the car, where Liam, in no shape to drive, handed Louis the keys and then we drove back to our place, where all the other’s cars were. Liam sat staring out the window the whole ride, not letting any of us touch him, and we remained silent until we got in the house.
Thursday, July 26th, 2012 – North London, England
After we ate amazing tacos prepared by yours truly, the five of us gathered on the couch and turned on a movie. Louis and I were cuddling extremely close, but all of us were touching each other in some form, lounging around on top of each other as we so often did. When the movie was over, we stayed in our extremely comfortable positions, too lazy to move.
“Hey, Louis,” I said, thinking about how funny our fake fight had sounded.
“Yeah?” he asked.
“You want to dust the cabinets?” I teased him for his ridiculous remark earlier. He pinched my side, tickling me, making me squirm and squeal.
“Okay, come on, what else was I supposed to say?” he asked.
“Anything, really,” I told him. “I mean, it’s just funny, that you could’ve said vacuuming, or sweeping, or mopping, or just dusting in general, but the first thing you came up with, was ‘dusting the cabinets’.”
“Well, it was better than ‘I know how to wash pots and pans’,” he fed it right back to me. “What, you don’t know how to wash any other type of dish?” We were both grinning from ear to ear. Zayn groaned.
“Are you guys going to be like this from now on?” he asked, displeased. “Because if so, then I might turn down the invite for all the extra hanging out.”
“I’m not sure you ever were invited to that,” Louis joked.
“Yeah, we only said that for Niall’s sake,” I added. “He is the nicest one, after all.”
“Hey, what did I ever do to you?” Liam joined in on the conversation, amusement in his voice.
“Well, for starters, you usually wake us up way too early in the mornings when we’re on tour,” Louis said. Liam smiled.
“Forgive me for trying to help you keep your job,” he emphasized the last three words.
“Well, it might take some time, and it’s going to be really, really hard, but I’m sure I’ll forgive you someday,” Louis said, seriously. Liam hit Louis in the face with a pillow, making us all bust out laughing. Everything felt one hundred percent right again.
Louis and I told the others we wanted to take them out to dinner that night as a thank you for them being there, and they said it wasn’t necessary – that that’s what friends were for – but finally agreed, so we all got ready, then climbed into Liam’s car and headed to one of our favorite restaurants in town.
We were sitting around the table, talking, joking, laughing, enjoying things being back to normal, when Liam looked towards the front of the restaurant and gasped. We all followed his gaze – Danielle had walked in with another guy. Liam had been up and down since their break up in May – probably more downs than he let us know about. We knew not to bring up her name around him because he was still hurting. And if he felt anywhere near as terrible as I had when Louis and I were broken up, then I honestly didn’t know how the guy was still standing.
“Just ignore it,” Zayn whispered in Liam’s ear. Liam’s face had turned an unnatural shade of white. Louis and I exchanged a glance – we knew we couldn’t stay.
“You want to take Liam to the car while I pay?” Louis asked me. I nodded. We had all almost finished eating anyway, so I stood up, and Zayn helped Liam to his feet. Danielle still hadn’t noticed us, and I was hoping we would be able to get Liam out of there before she did. Zayn and I walked on either side of Liam while Niall hung back with Louis. Danielle and her date were standing in the front of the restaurant waiting for their table when we walked by. They were too busy kissing to have noticed us, and Liam, too collected to make a scene, just ignored it and continued walking as we left the restaurant. As soon as we were outside, though, we heard the restaurant door open again.
“Liam?” Danielle called behind us. Zayn and I looked at each other, ready to just ignore her, but Liam turned around and looked at her. “Liam, I – hi,” Danielle stammered.
“’Hi’?” Liam repeated. “After two and a half months of ignoring my texts and phone calls and then making out with some guy right in front of me, all you can say is ‘hi’?”
“I – I didn’t know you were in there,” she replied, quietly. “I’m sorry.”
“Whatever, Danielle,” Liam shook his head. “I’m glad you were able to move on so quickly.”
“I just – I didn’t know what to say to you,” Danielle defended.
“I get it,” Liam said. “You didn’t want to talk to me. You’ve made your point.”
“It wasn’t like that!” Danielle exclaimed. “I mean, you were gone on tour, and, and I was with Jerry, and then there just wasn’t much to say.”
“Well, have fun with Jerry,” Liam said, and I didn’t even hear any sarcasm in his voice. He was a lot stronger than I would’ve been. “I hope he makes you happy.”
“He does, Liam, and so did you, but when I met him, I knew it just couldn’t ever be the same with you as it was with him.” Liam’s face fell.
“Wait, what?” he asked. “Did you – were you seeing him while we were still together?” He looked ready to cry. Zayn put his arm around Liam’s shoulders.
“No, of course not!” Danielle cried. “I mean, I never cheated on you…” she trailed off.
“When did you meet him?” Liam demanded, his voice dark. Danielle looked at Liam, tears filling her eyes. Louis and Niall walked out just then, saw what was going on, and came to stand with us. “When, Danielle?” Liam repeated.
“Three months ago,” she whispered. Liam shook his head.
“Unbelievable! I can’t believe you were cheating on me! And then you lied about why we broke up!”
“I never cheated!”
“But he’s the reason you dumped me, right?” Liam challenged. Danielle pursed her lips, nodded, and tears spilled from her eyes. Liam put his hand over his face.
“Alright, let’s go,” Louis said, taking charge as the oldest now that Liam was unable to be the responsible one. We turned Liam around and walked to the car, where Liam, in no shape to drive, handed Louis the keys and then we drove back to our place, where all the other’s cars were. Liam sat staring out the window the whole ride, not letting any of us touch him, and we remained silent until we got in the house.
Notes
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