Lana's POV

I bolted upright in my bed when I heard the sound of the apartment door opening and closing. Footsteps echoed down the hallways and stopped infront of my door. I peeled the covers off of my body and climbed out of bed. Ignoring the pain that was telling me to stop, I got on my knees and hid under the bed.

"Lana?" It was Leah's voice. Embarrassed, I crawled out from under the bed and got up with the help of Leah. We sat down on the comforter and I wiped the dust off of my sweatpants.

"What were you doing under there?" She asked confused.

"I was-" I paused. "Never mind." I wasn't feeling great but my mood was getting better. Maybe I wouldn't stay in this funk forever.

"I have something to tell you but I don't want you to get mad." She said cautiously, picking a piece of lint out of my hair.

"Okay?" I moved my hand for her to go on.

"I kinda saw One Direction today and I kinda invited them over for a party tomorrow night." She winced slightly waiting for me to blow up.

"What?" Even thought I was feeling better, I wasn't awesome. It's going to take a long time just for me to talk to another person besides Leah.

"I'm sorry. Louis was being annoying and he wouldn't shut up-" She began rambling like she always does. I put my hands on her shoulder for her to stop.

"It's fine." I pursed my lips. "I'll just stay in my room the whole time."

She stood up. "No. You need to get your mind off of Mark." Right after she said Mark, my shoulders tensed. I could've gone all day without thinking about him. Now he's the only thing on my mind because of her.

"I can do that by watching movies." I stood up and stared into her eyes. "You go have fun with them. I'll be fine." I assured her.

"Can you at least think about it?" She pleaded. I pretended to agree just to satisfy her. I didn't feel like drinking tomorrow night. One I don't drink and two, drinking is not going to get rid of my problems.

"Maybe." I shooed her out my room and down the hallway. "Now go. I'm tired."


I woke up with a pounding headache which is weird considering I didn't do anything yesterday. I sat up and got out of bed before walking downstairs. I trudged into the kitchen and filled a glass up with water, getting out two Advils in the process. I quickly took them and stuck my glass in the sink.

"What are you doing up?" Leah said behind me, making me jump in surprise. I spun around and saw a perky Leah. Shouldn't she have a hangover? I'm pretty sure she got drunk last night.

"Just wanted to get an early start on the day." I lied. I would have never gotten up this early if it wasn't for my annoying headache.

"Don't forget that the boys are coming over tonight." How could I? "So you might want to take a shower. I don't think you've taken one in days and you look pretty rough."

"Gee thanks." I snapped. She shot me an apologetic look like she didn't realize that I was still hurt.

"I'm going to go get some stuff for the party? Wanna tag along?" She offered.

I shook my head. "No. I'm probably going to go take a shower." I smiled playfully. She returned the smile and disappeared upstairs leaving me alone in the kitchen. I did the same and walked into my room, closing the door behind me.

I went into the bathroom and turned on the shower which I haven't touched in days. I stripped my clothes off, threw them in the clothes hamper, and stepped into the shower.

I let out a string of profanities as the scorching hot water hit my skin and trailed down my body. I quickly washed my hair and body and shaved my legs before getting out the shower, wrapping the towel around my body.

I walked into my room and into my closet for something to wear. It's not like I'm going out of my room but I don't want to look like a mess. I decided on something simple and threw it on. Running my hands through my tangles, I braided my hair down the back and put on some makeup. I don't know why I'm getting all dressed up but somethings telling me to.

I sat back down in the bed and pulled the covers over my legs. I reached beside me for the remote and turned on some random movie. Hopefully I'll be able to sleep before the boys get here.


It felt like the boys got here right after I went to sleep. I was waken up by the sound of Louis yelling and I groaned, opening my eyes. Our walls were so thin that I could hear full conversations from downstairs.

"Where's Lana?" I could tell that was Harry's voice. It's sweet that he cares but I'm praying to god that Leah doesn't sell me out.

"She's taking a shower." Leah replied quickly.

"I don't hear a shower." Louis said. Shit, shit, shit.

I slowly crawled out of bed and my foot hit the ground a little to hard. I really hope that they didn't hear me.

"Why don't we go see her?" Niall said. Before I could do anything, my door swung open and the entire band was staring at me.

"Shower, huh?" Zayn puffed. Leah appeared behind them and mouthed sorry to me.

"I-uh," I struggled to find the words. I was really bad thinking of lies off the top of my head.

"Guys stop pressuring her." Harry snapped at them. They all looked at him, including me, with shock.

"Why don't we go back downstairs? Give the two lover birds some privacy?" Louis clapped his hands together. No, no, no, no, no.

They all disappeared out my room leaving Harry and I together. We stood their awkwardly, both staring at the floor.

"You don't have to stay up here with me."

"It's fine. They're just jerks." He smiled. I watched as he brushed past me and climbed into my bed. Weird.

He patted the bed beside him and grinned. I gave in and sat beside him, bringing the heavy cover over our legs.

"So where's Mark?" He asked. Tears sprung in my eyes and I blinked several times to hold them back. Instead I looked up and stared into Harry's green eyes. I don't know why but I felt obligated to tell him everything.

"M-Mark c-cheated on m-me." The words tumbled out of my mouth. His face hardened and he pulled me into a hug. I buried my head into his shoulder and let the tears flow. He patted my back comfortingly and set his chin on my head.

"I'm sorry I'm not usually like this." I apologized quickly and wiped the tears from my cheeks after I had broken away from him.

"It's fine." He smiled making all of my worries vanish. I don't know whether I needed his support or if it was cold in the room but I snuggled close to Harry and rested my head on his shoulder.

"Let's talk about you." Harry turned towards me. "Tell me your life story." He leaned forward and put his head on his fist pretending he was interested.

"I'm originally from Tennessee. I have 3 brothers. I moved out when I turned 18. My favorite Disney movie is The Lion King. I don't have any musical talent. My first kiss was with Joshua Smoak. And I only eat blue M&M's." He perked up at the blue M&M's part.


"You only eat blue M&M's?" He laughed. I smacked his arm and pretended to be mad.

"What's the matter with that? The other one's taste different to me."

He threw his hands up in defeat. "Fine, whatever. That's just a bit strange."

"You're a bit strange, Harold." I joked. He acted offended and began tickling my side. We stayed like that for a few minutes before I finally surrendered.

"Are we going to stay in here all night and watch movies?" He motioned to the TV. We were watching some boring movie but I wasn't really paying attention.

"I'd really appreciate it if we did."

"You need to get your mind off of Mark. Drinking has always helped me." He said.

"I don't drink, though."

"Give it a chance. Come on." He pulled me off the bed. I can't believe that I'm actually going to consider this.

Giving in, I sighed and followed him downstairs.

Notes

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Spoiler: Harry and Lana will have some pretty heated moments ;)

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