Lauren
When Jordan called me during the time she SHOULD have been on her date with Niall, I knew something was wrong before she even spoke.

"Harry, I need to go," I said as I hung up with Jordan.
"Sure. What's wrong?" He asked as he signaled the waiter to bring the bill.
"Jordan's crying. She could barely explain what was going on. Niall said something that offended her. I couldn't understand what, but I need to get to the hotel." I explained as Harry looked at the bill. It was about $75, but we had no time to waste, so he put down a one hundred dollar bill and said to keep the change.
"Why would Niall do something like that? He loves Jordan," I could tell Harry was puzzled, so I let him keep his thoughts to himself.
"I don't know, but she loved him too," I shook my head.
Harry knew that knowing my best friend was having a bad time was hurting me, so he pulled me in for a hug.
"No matter what happens, I want you to always be mine," Harry said as he looked me in the eye.
"Uh-huh," I could barely speak. Of course I would!
"See you later?" Harry asked as I hopped out of the Range Rover.
"Sure," I called.
"Tell Jordan I'm sorry, would you?" He said.
"Of course," I replied and blew him a kiss.
Just then, I saw a familiar Audi, but I thought nothing of it.
I walked in to the lobby and saw a blonde boy getting onto the elevator. The door closed just as the boy turned. Dang it. I had to take the stairs now. Oh well, I need the exercise anyways.
When I got to our floor, I walked down the hall to our room and heard someone banging on the door and calling for Jordan to open up.
Niall.
What was he doing here?! Well, we all know the obvious answer:Guys clearly don't think things through. And this wasn't going to end well for him, I suspected.
"Niall! What are you doing here? Get out! Can't you see that Jordan needs her space?" I yelled.
"I need to apologize," he looked at me with puppy dog eyes, and I knew, no matter what my BFF instincts were telling me, I would hurt Niall more than I would hurt Jordan.
"Alright. But that's it. You apologize, then you get out. Got it?" I said.
"Got it. Unless she wants to talk to me more," Niall said.
"Alright," I agreed.
I took out my key and opened the door for us. "Jordan? Where are you? Are you okay?" I called.
The room was dark. I could hear sobs coming from the bathroom, and I motioned for Niall to wait in the living room.
I walked into the bathroom to see tissues littering the tiles and Jordan curled up in the bathtub taking a bubble bath and crying her heart out. It made me want to cry just looking at her.
"Someone wants to talk to you," I said as I walked out Nd told Niall to go in.
"Hello, Love," he said quietly.
"Don't call me that," Jordan snapped.
"Okay, right, so I just wanted to say I'm sorry. I really am."
"Good. You should be, Niall. I hope you've learned a lesson." Jordan retorted.
"I think I have," Niall said quietly as he walked out. "I'm sorry I bothered you."
"Me too," Jordan said.
Some things take time. And I somehow I knew that this was one of those things.