I adjusted my dress and put on my heels, smiling at my outfit before strutting into the livingroom at my mums. We always get ready here before the house is huge and my mum likes to take pictures of everyone before we leave as if were heading off to our senior prom.

"Sophia you look lovely, I'm so happy you went with the Mary Katrantzou dress. Fits you perfectly" My mother winked before literally shoving me towards Connor.

She had said exactly 43 times today how happy she is I'm considering Connor back in my life. Apparently, her and Mrs. Archibald went to breakfast this morning and discussed our 'future'. Our parents are disgusting.

I looked up at Connor and grinned, "How do I look?"

He leaned into my ear and whispered, "That kid is going to be so jealous he'll explode."

I laughed, "That's the point"

---

We walked into the party and I took Connor's hand, pulling him towards Max. This was the nice thing about bringing Connor tonight, he didn't get star struck. We past Katy Perry (Who I'm pretty sure checked him out), Taylor Swift, and many others, and he didn't even blink.

"Hey mate" Max said, giving him a quick bro hug. "These are my bandmates. Nathan, Tom, Siva, and Jay."

They all acquainted themselves before turning to me, "Sophia George you look so fit!" Siva said before getting an elbow to the gut from Max.

"Thank you, as do you all! Congrats on the award tonight" I said sweetly. They were nominated in three categories, two of which they lost to One Direction.

"Thanks Soph, I see your girl Perrie over there!" Nathan said.

"Right, I'm going to introduce her to Connor." I dragged him across the room to Perrie and she squealed engulfing me in a huge hug.

"You must be connor!" She said, almost alittle too excited.

"Yes and you must be Perrie, Sophia never shuts up about you." He replied.

I looked over to see a very angry Louis Tomlinson walking towards me.

"Sophia George" He said blankly, eying me up and down.

"Louis Tomlinson, this is Connor Archibald." I replied.

Connor extended his hand and Louis just stared. I groaned, "Con, can you get me a drink?" I asked.

"Sure doll." He walked off and gave me a thumbs up.

"You brought a guy to make me jealous?" He said, almost shocked.

I smiled and crossed my arms, "Sucks doesn't it?"

He looked down at his shoes and stuck his hands in his pocket, "Yeah... it does"

The look in his eyes made my heart break. His eyes were becoming red and he looked like he was stifling back a tear. But I was not giving up that easily.

"Don't look so down Lou, you. chose. this." I spat.

He looked up and plastered a fake smile on his little baby face, "You look lovely Sophia, I'm going to go find my date now."

I cringed at the word date and tried to wipe the look of shock off of my face before he noticed, but he did.

"Oh what S, thought I would come to the party alone? You should know by now, I'm always one step ahead of you." The grin wasn't fake anymore, he was honestly happy about it.

I pushed back the look of agony I knew was coming through and kissed his cheek, "Congratulations of the awards tonight, you all earned them" I whispered before walking away.


I walked around for a couple of minutes, trying to avoid anyone I knew. I saw Niall sitting at the bar talking to Louis and Eleanor. She was sitting on his lap and he looked annoyed. I giggled at the lengths he would take to piss me off, at least I brought a date I actually like. I tried to walk away before they saw me but Niall's eyes met mine and he ran over, picking me up and squeezing me as tight as he could.

"Niall.. can't breathe!" I choked out. He put me down and flashed his 1000 watt smile.

"Hi Soph! I'm happy you're here!" He said.

I smiled and kissed his cheek, "I'm happy I'm here too! I heard about your clean sweep. Four awards? That's impressive Horan!"

"Yeah what can I say, ain't easy being perfect"

I smacked his arm, "Shut up you cheeky little bastard! Wanna meet my date?" I emphasized the word 'date' and he raised his eyebrows.

"Sure, let's meet the man."

I walked over to where Nathan and Connor were sitting and I saw the confused look on Nialls face.

"Niall, this is Connor Archibald. Connor, this is my good friend Niall Horan." They shook hands and Nathan awkwardly looked into his drink.

I giggled to myself, "And Nate, this is Niall Horan. Niall, this is my best friend Nathan Sykes."

Niall smiled genuinely and stuck his hand out. Nathan looked at him wearily for a moment before shaking his hand. I felt an enormous weight lifted off of my shoulders. I don't care if it was just Nathan and Niall. I don't care if it was only a handshake. It was a friendly gesture and I was content with them just being civil. Niall turned back to Connor and grinned.

"So Connor, how long have you known Sophia?" He asked. Niall was slightly protective over me. Not in an obsessive way, but he's always been slightly jealous of my relationship with Nathan, knowing how long I've known him and all.

"Since we were about ten I think. Went to highschool together and were pretty much inseparable." Connor explained.

Nathan and Nialls eyes both lit up with envy and I groaned, here we go.

"Funny she's never mentioned you." Niall said matter-of-factly.

Connor just brushed it off and nodded, "Yeah well we lost touch after she dropped out. Reconnected recently."

"Well that explains why we've never heard of you." Nathan mumbled.

"Connor plays football!" I added, hoping sports would be a less awkward common ground.

Nathan loves football, and so does Niall. They're two people I can never hangout with when there's a game on because they scream at the TV like complete and total weirdos.

"Oh yeah? Who's your team?" Niall asked.

"West Ham." He said rather proudly.

They both scoffed and said in unison, "Chelsea"

I attempted to hold back the laugh escaping my mouth.

Niall looked over at Nathan, "Hey man, wanna go grab a beer?"

Nathan grinned and stood up, "Love to. Nice to meet you Collin!"

Connor nodded, "Yeah Niall you too."

I burst into laughter and had to hold onto the near by table for support. "That.... was.. the... single... funniest... moment... of.. my.. life!" I said in between giggles.

Connor grinned, "Glad it was fun for you!"

---

The next week was somewhat depressing. The boys were at an X Factor thing in the states, The One Direction boys were away (not that I would have seen them anyway), Perrie had a Little Mix thing, and Connor was back at Oxford studying.

I've always been one for 'alone time' and getting away from everything. But being stuck by myself in my current state of depression was probably not the greatest idea. The boys asked me to go with them but they didn't need a stylist and I didn't want to be a charity case.

All week I'd been sitting in front of my favorite statue and reading Colette in the park. Hoping that I'll lock eyes with somebody who's doing the same as me. Or feeling the same thing as I am. But alas, not effective. For all of my efforts I headed back home with a Louis-sized cloud above my head.

I had heard from Nathan, who fixed things with Emily, that Louis and Eleanor haven't spoken since the party. Apparently he was an asshole to her and told her her 'services were no longer needed', I tried to act surprised but I wasn't. And I can't say I didn't laugh at the fact that I was right and he did bring her to make me jealous.

My phone buzzed and I looked down to see Louis name flashing. Well not exactly his name(I had changed it in my phone to 'Do not Answer'), but it was him. I took a deep breath and answered.

"Hello?"

"Hi Sophia." He said quietly.

I didn't know what to say, and I knew if I started talking I would scream and it wouldn't solve anything.. So I said nothing. The call was silent on both ends for awhile. We didn't need to say anything really, it was just nice to know that he was on the other line.

I started to speak but he cut me off, "I miss you, and I'm sorry."

I smiled into my book, "I miss you too Louis Tomlinson"

I could hear him releasing the pent up breath his was holding.

"I.. I just really needed to say that. I'm about to go on stage, but I want you to know I'm thinking about you. All the time, everyday. Maybe we can figure this out when I get home. But for now, I can just miss you. I'm okay with that. I can miss you forever if I have to. But these feelings aren't gonna go anywhere."

I put my hand over my mouth, and felt a tear fall from my eyes. I don't know if it was a 'happy tear' or not, but it was okay. I felt okay.

"Are you going soft of me?" I said, giggling.

"Only for you. Hey I gotta go Sophie, I'll text you later."

I smiled and held my hand on my heart, feeling it beat quickly, "Okay Lou, good luck."

"Bye love"

"bye.."


Feelings never do make sense. They get you all confused. Then they drive you around for hours before they drop you off right where you started. Timing was everything, especially with me and Louis. We had to catch eachother right when the other person was ready, if not, we'd fail. It's who we are. All I knew was that this story might just have a second act. Let's just hope it's not a tragedy.

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