Change My Mind

STEFANIE

What was it exactly about seeing Louis and Eleanor together that bothered me so much? I had no claim over him, I barely knew him! But yet every time she would bat her ridiculously long lashes at him, or smile her perfectly white smile in his direction I find myself having an overwhelming urge to pull her off of him. What was wrong with me?
When Liam had pulled me aside in the lobby earlier and told me she was coming it hadn’t bothered me and honestly I had wondered why he had felt the need to pull me away from Erin to say something but now with these ridiculous emotions coursing through me I found myself wondering how the hell he knew that this would happen. It’s like he knew me better than I knew myself, which I had to admit was slightly impressive and completely embarrassing.
I glanced over in his direction and found Liam already looking my way. He raised his eyebrows at me questioningly, probably wondering why I had been staring off into space for the last couple minutes but it’s not like I could answer his inquiry in front of all these people. So instead I just smiled and shrugged my shoulders. I felt his arm drape over my shoulders and without hesitation I leaned into him. The sound of Louis voice pulled my attention, “Never have I ever had sex with someone who was already in a relationship.”
I looked over in Louis’s direction and found him looking back at Liam and I. The expression on his face was knowing and almost angry to some extent and I couldn’t understand it. How could Louis of possibly known what happened with Luke? It was years ago. It wasn’t until Liam shifted to grab a shot glass off the table that I realized that Louis hadn’t been aiming the question at me, he had been aiming it at Liam. I was being paranoid. Either way I wouldn’t leave Liam to take the heat of Louis’s question by himself. I leaned forward and poured a shot of my own, tipping my head back and swallowing it before smiling back at Liam…apparently my new friend and I had a lot more in common then even we had known.
The game goes around the room several times but no one dares to say something as personal as what Louis had. I found out little things about the group that admittedly were slightly hilarious, like that fact that Liam is afraid of spoons and sleeps naked and that Niall is apparently afraid of pigeons.
So needless to say by the time midnight rolls around we are all slurring are words and acting ridiculously silly, whether stuff is actually funny or we are just that far gone I’m not entirely sure. My turn come around again and I decide to mix things up a little bit, “Ok I’m tired of the PG stuff,” I slur, “Never have I ever recorded myself having sex with someone.”
Liam laughs beside me as everyone else stares at me incredulously, well everyone except Erin she’s known me long enough to expect things like this to come out of my mouth. The only one in the entire room that lifts their drink is Eleanor and the look that is plastered on Louis’s face tells me that he’s a little shocked by it.
“What?” Eleanor giggles and Louis grabs her cup and sets it down, “I think you’ve had a little too much, Ellie, we’ve never done that.”
“Yes we have!” Eleanor shoots back, “Remember that time that we…,” her voice drifts off slightly, “I mean, not that you know of.”
Louis looked completely confused and the tension in the room was so thick you could cut it with a knife.
“Well, I haven’t but I definitely aspire to one day,” Niall yells, causing everyone in the room to burst into laughter, Eleanor’s comment temporarily forgotten by everyone. Well almost everyone, one look at Louis’s face tells me he’s not going to forget about it anytime soon.
“Alright guys, I’m beat,” Erin announces as soon as the laughter dies down, “The jet lag is killing me.”
I stand up ready to head back to the room with Erin, when she lifts her hand stopping me, “Oh no, you’re not getting out of this one this easily…this is your initiation night, you’re not leaving yet.”
I started to protest and Erin stopped me once again, “Seriously, I’ll be fine. I’m just going to go down to our room and pass out. I’m not even drunk so don’t worry I won’t get lost.”
“Of course yer not,” Niall added, “Yer Irish. But I’ll walk her down the room if it would make you feel better.”
Having no other choice I gave in and gave Erin a quick hug before she and Niall left the room. We play a few more rounds and Niall returns, joining in for the last couple rounds before I make the decision to call it a night. I was completely wasted and I knew no good could come of it. Before I could say anything Liam stood and spoke up, “You said you still wanted to run in the morning, right?” he asked, almost as if he were reading my mind again. I nodded my head and reached for the hand he was holding out to me. As I stood the room began to sway back and forth but Liam held my hand tightly and pulled me into his side. I turned my head to face everyone and wave goodnight, but the look on Louis face made me drop my hand to my side once again. The same angry look that had been plastered to his face earlier tonight when he looked at Liam and I was back and for the life of me I couldn’t understand what we had done to piss him off.
“I’m not really tired, I just didn’t want to drink anymore,” I admitted sheepishly as Liam and I walked towards the elevator. Liam smiled down at me and without a word led me away from the elevator and back towards the way we came from.
“Oh, come on!” I begin to protest jerking my hand away from his, “I wouldn’t have admitted that to you if I knew you were just going to bring me back…and I thought we were friends!”
I am well aware that I am being completely overdramatic but in my drunken state I just can’t seem to find it in me to care.
"We are silly girl," Liam laughs, "I just figured we could go back to my room and hang out if your not tired."
"Oh," I replied feeling slightly embarrassed, "That sounds good." I quietly followed Liam back to his suite careful to not say anything else that could potentially be embarrassing. As soon as we walked in he disappeared into what I figured could only be the bedroom, returning a minute later with a t-shirt and some sweatpants.
“Might as well get comfy if we’re going to watch a movie,” he said with a warm smile handing the clothes to me. I gratefully took them and ran to the bathroom to change. Before long Liam and I are comfortably sitting on his couch underneath a plush blanket, looking for a movie to watch.
"What do you feel like watching…Comedy, Horror…" Liam began and before he could finish his list my eyes drifted closed.
When I opened my eyes the sharp pain that jolted through my head was almost unbearable.
This is why I never drink…
It took me only two seconds to realize that I wasn’t in my own room and that someone was laying behind me with their arm draped over my waist. I vaguely remember coming back to watch a movie with Liam but beyond that I remembered nothing.
"It’s about time you came to…I’ve been laying here for like an hour trying not to wake you," Liam chuckled from behind me. Slowly, I began to sit up, trying to ignore the increasing pain in my head.
“Sorry,” I mumbled, even the sound of my own voice was completely unbearable. I watched as Liam jumped up from the couch, seemingly fine from last night, and head towards the bathroom. He returned a moment later with some pain pills and a glass of water.
“This should help,” he promised handing both to me. I took the pills and water, greedily drinking ever last drop of it.
“How are you this…normal after last night?” I asked, meeting his eyes. He laughed before answering, “I didn’t really drink all that much, there were only two questions that really applied to me. The one you threw out about never singing on stage and then one Louis threw in my face.”
“Yeah, what was that about?” I asked curiously. Liam took the seat on the couch next to me once again, the expression on his face torn. Whatever it was he was about to tell me was obviously something that wasn’t easy for him to talk about.
“It’s cool if you don’t want to tell me. I didn’t mean to pry,” I reassured him, placing my hand on his leg. He ran his hand over the top of his head as he turned in his seat to face me.
“So, it was like two years ago,” he paused, contemplating how to continue, “I met this girl and we just sorta clicked. We talked and hung out for a couple weeks and then finally one night we slept together. It was about a week after that that I ran into Carrie at one of the shops by my house and much to my surprise she was holding some guys hand. I didn’t approach her then I waited until she called me. It took her two days and once she did she told me that the guy she was with had been her boyfriend, that she had been with for two years,” he paused taking a deep breath, “If I was a better man I would have walked away then…but I didn’t. I kept sleeping with her and she kept dating him and it was all a big fucking mess.”
I sat there for a moment, not entirely sure how to respond, how to admit to him that his story was so close to my own with Luke. I just couldn’t seem to find the words. I was embarrassed about my past with Luke. And then at that moment something just kind of clicked in my head. If there was anyone in the world other than Erin that wouldn’t judge me about it, it was Liam. Hell, he’d been through it.
“It doesn’t make you a bad guy Liam,” I admitted quietly, “And it could have been worse.”
“How so?”
“She could have been married…with a kid,” I looked down to my lap where I had begun wringing my hands together.
“That’s why you drank,” Liam commented without an ounce of judgment in his voice. I nodded my head woodenly.
“His name was Luke and he was a little bit older than me. We met in a club in New York and it was the same kind of thing. We just had this connection. The difference between my story and yours is that instead of me finding out about his wife and child a couple weeks after we met it was more like a year and at that point I was so completely in love with him that it destroyed me.”
“Did you stay with him after you found out?” Liam asked and it was then that I realized he had grabbed my hand and had begun to rub small circles over the top of it with his thumb.
“No, I left him. I just couldn’t believe I’d been so stupid and all I kept thinking about was his wife and his little girl and how I ruined their lives too.”
“You didn’t ruin their lives…he did,” Liam said and I couldn’t help but notice the hint of anger in his voice, “Don’t you dare blame yourself. You didn’t know. He did.”
“Doesn’t make it hurt any less,” I commented and Liam pulled me in to hug me. We stayed like that for a second and then I pulled away.
“I should get back, Erin’s going to be wondering where I am,” I commented and without a word Liam got up to lead me towards the door. He pulled open the door and as he held it open for me I wrapped my arms around him, embracing him once again.
“Thank you for taking care of me last night,” I whispered, placing a swift kiss on his cheek.
“Thank you for letting me in,” he replied, smiling down at me. His eyes shifted to look at something over my shoulder.
“Morning Louis,” he said loudly. I turned around to find Louis looking right at me.
“Good Morning,” I smiled and Louis nodded his head in response, “Not really, if you ask me,” he commented and continued walking towards the elevator.
“What buggered up his ass?” Liam asked, “He’s always so pissy anymore. Don’t let it bother you.”
“I won’t,” I promised, “I’ll see you later.”
I waited until I heard the click of Liam’s hotel room door shutting before turning the opposite direction to catch up with Louis.


LOUIS

After spending the entire morning fighting with Eleanor about her little admission last night the last thing I need when I stormed out of the room was to find Stefanie walking out of Liam’s. I’d spent the better part of last night contemplating two things. The first had been what Eleanor had said about recording herself having sex with someone. Until last night I had no doubts that I had been the only person she’d ever been with. I mean how couldn’t I be? I’d taken her virginity…there is no way to fake that. Unless…well unless she had cheated on me. Which just the thought of shattered my heart. I didn’t want to believe she would do that to me. Maybe she had just been that drunk. Or maybe she was drunk enough to slip up. I just didn’t know anymore. And Eleanor was just one of my problems. The other could be summed up with one little word.
Stefanie.
I didn’t want to be attracted to her. I didn’t want to be completely entranced by her and I most certainly didn’t want to develop feelings for her. I couldn’t let that happen. No, I wouldn’t let that happen. I’d managed to keep my distance from her since she’d arrived. But then last night, it all went to hell. I had to go to her initiation night otherwise I knew Eleanor would question me on why I was avoiding it and like an idiot I figured that I could just focus on Eleanor and not pay any attention to Stefanie.
I was wrong.
From the second she walked into the room I had a hard time keeping my eyes off of her. The time I’d spent avoiding her just made seeing her that much more impactful. I’d forgotten how damn beautiful she was and just like the first time I’d met her the sight of her took my breath away. But I held it together, I’d avoided direct eye contact with her and then Liam had to start putting his hands on her. It infuriated me, even though it shouldn’t have. Then she left with him and apparently stayed with him all night. I would not let myself think of what happened in that room last night. I just wouldn’t. Or at least that’s what I had been trying to convince myself of as I waited for the elevator doors to shut so I didn’t have to see her standing there.
As they finally closed I let out a sigh of relief…and then they popped back open and Stefanie was getting in. Giving her a quick once over I realized that she was wearing Liam’s clothes. Liam’s fucking clothes!
“Hey,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.
“Hey.”
We stood side by side in silence. Neither one of us knowing what to say. It felt like hours instead of seconds had passed before she finally spoke.
“You seemed upset, I just figured I would try to help,” she admitted sheepishly, “but then I got into the elevator and realized I had no idea how to do that.”
I turned to face her and found her biting down on her bottom lip as her cheeks began to turn a beautiful shade of pink. Fuck! I had to stop thinking like that. I quickly looked away from her.
“I’m fine, really,” I replied shortly. I vaguely registered her moving before I looked up and saw her standing right in front of me.
“I know you’re not fine and it’s okay that you don’t want to talk to me about it. You barely know me, I get it. I didn’t mean to be brash,” she replied sincerely, “But just for future reference…I’m a pretty good listener and if you need someone to talk to, I’m here.”
“It’s just Eleanor,” I said before I could stop the words from falling out of my mouth. What the hell was I doing?
Stefanie smiled a little half smile at me before replying, “I figured. I couldn’t help but notice the look on your face last night.”
So she had noticed me too.
“I just don’t understand what she was talking about,” I replied once again the words just falling out. Why was I telling her about any of this? If I ever wanted a chance with this girl, talking about my girlfriend was not the way to get it. Oh my god, what was wrong me? If I wanted a chance with her? I have a girlfriend what the hell was I thinking?
“I’m guessing y’all never did that,” she asked the blush on her cheeks deepening. I nodded my head ‘no’.
“Has she ever given you any reason to think she would cheat on you? I mean other than her comment last night?”
“No, I’ve never doubted her faithfulness,” I answered honestly.
“Then why doubt it now?”
The answer to that question was standing right in front of me. That had to be it. I was looking so far into Eleanor’s drunken ramblings because I was looking for a reason to be mad at her. I was looking for something, anything to make me feel less guilty about the way I felt about Stefanie. That was all this was. How did I not see that before?
“It was probably just a misunderstanding. She had a lot to drink,” Stefanie offered sweetly, when I didn’t respond to her question, “Just hear her out. Let her explain. You guys love each other, that’s clear to everyone.”
I tried like hell to ignore the slight bit of sadness in her voice when she spoke about Eleanor and I loving each other but it had been there. Was it possible she was attracted to me too?
Shit! I needed to stop thinking about that stuff.
“Go talk to her, don’t run away. Running never solves anything,” Stefanie said.
Before I could respond, she turned away from me and pressed the button to open the elevator door. It was then that I realized I’d been so spellbound by her that I’d never even pressed the button to go to a different floor.
As the doors closed once again, I realized two things simultaneously. Stefanie was not only beautiful, she was sweet and genuinely caring which meant I was completely in over my head.


ERIN

I woke up the next morning to the sound of a small beep coming from the door. Stefanie was coming in and I could only assume I had slept through her morning routine of getting dressed and going for her run. When I looked over at the clock on the night stand, however I realized it was way past her normal workout time and wearing a man’s t-shirt and baggy sweatpants. In her hands were her clothes from the night before.
“Hey, you’re just getting in?” I asked bewildered. Stefanie never gets drunk so the fact that she still smelt like the vodka she had been downing was highly unusual.
“Yeah, I wasn’t tired when I left the party so I went to Liam’s room to watch a movie and we both kinda passed out….I need water.” She said as she opened the mini bar only to see more liquor. She grabbed a cup from next to the coffee maker and went to the bathroom to get water from tap. After quickly gulping it down she went for a second cup full before sitting on the edge of my bed to join me.
“I’m sorry…what do you mean you went back to Liam’s room?” I said what must’ve been too loudly because Stefanie grabbed at her head as if she were trying to stop it from throbbing. “Sorry.” I whispered.
“I wasn’t tired but I couldn’t drink anymore so Liam suggested we watch a movie. I don’t even think I made past the opening credits which shows how great my judgement was.” She finished her water before lying back on the bed and covering her eyes with a pillow. “Why won’t the room stop spinning?” She moaned.
“Oh Hun, I’m sorry they got you so drunk.” I whispered again as I got up from the bed to start getting ready for the day.
Just as I was getting ready to take a shower there was a knock at the door. “Dear God make it stop!” I heard Stefanie moan from the bed, barely making an attempt to answer the knocking by simply raising her hand in the direction of the door. I threw my shirt back on and looked through the peep hole and seeing Niall on the other side of the door. I opened it and Niall sauntered into the room greeting us with a jolly, “Good morning ladies, how are we on this beautiful morning?”
Stefanie grabbed at her head and groaned in pain.
“What’s wrong with her?” Niall asked.

“She’s hung over.” I whispered back. “She doesn’t really drink that often, at least not the point of getting drunk or even tipsy for that matter.” I explained quietly while leading him to the other side of the room so we could talk without disturbing Stefanie too much
“Oh, I didn’t realize.” Niall said. “I just came to see how you two ladies were doing and if you wanted to get breakfast? There’s a place nearby that has really good food. Perfect after a night of drinking.”
“If there are bagels I’m in.” I said looking at Niall hopefully.
“What kind of place would it be if it didn’t?” Niall joked. “Hey Stefanie, you wanna come with Erin and I to get breakfast?” Niall shouted across the room.
Stefanie groaning once again sat up long enough to give Niall the death stare, “NO. I want to stay here and make the woodpecker that’s pecking at my brain go away!”
“Yeah I could’ve told you she wouldn’t come.” I said laughing at the redness that filled Niall’s cheeks.
“Alright then love, looks like it’s just us.” He said offering his arm for me to grab on to.
“Looks like it.” I said in agreement, “Just one teeny tiny problem…I have to get dressed. Meet you down in the lobby in twenty?” I said as I gestured to what I was wearing.
“Of course, I’ll see you down there soon.” He said before skipping out of the room.
After getting dressed I refilled the glass that Stefanie had been drinking out of earlier and set it on the night stand hoping that I would be back with some Tylenol before she woke up. I covered her with a blanket and snuck out of the room quietly closing the door behind me as I went. When I got down stairs I made my way across the lobby to where Niall was laughing with a guy.
“Hey Erin, you ready to go?” He asked
“I am when you are.” I smiled looking over to the man Niall had been laughing with when I arrived.
“Oh right! Erin, this is Mark Jarvis. He’s training all of us lads while we are getting ready and when we are on tour. Mark, this is Erin, Stefanie’s best friend who is visiting for a couple of days.”
“Nice to meet you.” I said reaching out to shake Mark’s hand.
“Pleasure is all mine.” He returned the smile.
Niall offered me his arm again and this time I took it. “So this place you’re taking me to…do they also have bacon?” I asked feeling hungry after a night of heavy drinking.
“Oh you are my kind of woman!” He said laughing, “If they don’t I’ll take you anywhere else.” He said opening the door and directing me to a black SUV. He opened the door for me and I hopped in the passenger seat as he closed the door behind me and hurried around to the other side getting in the driver’s side. As we pulled away from the front of the hotel Niall started to speak, “So it was great getting to know all of your dirty little secrets last night but if you ask me, that doesn’t guarantee we all know each other better. Why don’t you tell me something about yourself that wasn’t covered last night?”
“Okay, what do you want to know?” I replied not knowing how to start.
“Well, like what do you do for a living?”
“I’m an assistant designer for—well I was an assistant designer for Ralph Lauren.”
“Was? What happened?”
“I quit…” I answered feeling slightly ashamed. Who quits Ralph Lauren?
“Why’d you quit?” He asked and I didn’t know exactly what to say. The truth, but would he think I was the crazy one?”
“He kind of stole one of my designs…” I trailed off waiting for him to say something like ‘No way! Why would he have to do that?’ I took a deep breath and closed my eyes waiting for it when he said, “Oh man, that sucks! Kind of makes you wonder if he’s been doing that for years.”
“Wait…you don’t think I’m crazy?”
“Why would I think that?” he asked simply and I couldn’t help but wonder why myself. Was I that insecure in my abilities that people would just assume I was the one who was lying?
“No reason I guess but you don’t know me all that well—“
“And I don’t know Ralph Lauren at all, so what’s your point?” he asked grinning at his own logic.
“Okay fine, I’m being silly.” I conceded.
“So what are you doing now?” he asked and I had a hard time with that simple question as well.
“Right now I’m unemployed and looking for a new job.” I said, “What about you?” I turned to look at him as he pulled into a parking space and turned off the engine.
“What do you mean what about me? You know what I do for a living…I hope anyway.” He chuckled.
“You know what I mean…tell me something about yourself.” I pushed hoping to change the subject of me.
“Okay let’s see…I’m left handed, my favorite color is green, and I’m scared of clowns.”
“Okay, that’s a start…Do you like to read?”
“I mean I don’t hate to read but the only book I’ve ever read was ‘To Kill A Mockingbird’.”
“What do you mean that’s the only book you’ve ever read? Now you’re being silly!” I asked shocked and unsure I believed his claim.
“Seriously. I just don’t really read. I can I know how to but in my downtime I prefer skyping my friends and family, playing my guitar, or catching a game of football.” Niall said as we got out of the SUV. And headed into the café.
“Well I have to admit that at least you’re honest about what you like to do so that’s a plus.” I laughed as Niall rolled his eyes, “No seriously, I can respect that.”
“Okay then, we can be friends again.” Niall laughed as he draped his arm over my shoulder and led me towards our table.
We laughed a lot while we ate and it was nice to get to know someone new. When we were finished eating, I ordered something for Stefanie so she would have something to eat when she woke up. We made our way back to the hotel and Niall suggested I stay a little longer than the weekend so we could hang out more, which admittedly sounded like it would be more fun than going back to New York and rejoining the ‘real world’ but I just didn’t see how I could do it. If I stayed I’d have to rely on Stefanie to support me and I just couldn’t do that to her. Niall walked me back to my room and I gave him a hug before saying goodbye, unsure if I would get the chance to see him before leaving London.


STEFANIE
“Are you going to sleep all day, baby girl,” Liam’s voice cooed and I open my eyes to find him sitting next to me on the bed. The banging in my head was gone and I almost felt like myself again.
“How’d you get in here, stalker boy?” I chuckled and felt the bed shake as Liam laughed beside me.
“Being a celebrity has its perks,” he snickered, “Seriously though, how are you feeling?”
I sat up in the bed, giving myself a moment to evaluate how I felt before answering, “Hungry,” I pouted and without hesitation Liam reached over me and grabbed the phone from it cradle.
“Pancakes?” he questioned and I nodded my head enthusiastically. As he ordered, I climbed out of bed, taking a minute to stretch before heading into the bathroom. By the time I returned, Liam was out of the bedroom and waiting for me at the dining room table.
“That’s a good look for you,” Liam commented, racking his eyes up and down my body. I glanced down taking in the fact I was still wearing Liam’s oversized clothes.
“You’re just mad that they look better on me than you,” I joked, sticking my tongue out at him. His face transformed into a picture of mock horror, “I take care of you last night and this morning. I give you my favorite sweatpants and this is the thanks I get?”
I walked over and stood behind his chair at the table, wrapping my arms around him from behind, “Thank you,” I replied sincerely, placing a quick kiss on his cheek.
“Anytime, baby girl. Sit, eat and start talking,” Liam said quickly and I almost missed the last part of what he said.
“Talk about what?” I pondered, occupying the seat across the table from him. He took a large bite of his pancakes before answering.
“In a word…Louis.”
I tried to keep my expression impassive as I met his eyes. Where was he going with this? He couldn’t possibly know about my crush so what exactly was he asking me about? I remained quiet hoping that he would give me some clue as to what was running through his head.
“It didn’t make sense last night. I didn’t put any of it together until this morning,” Liam continued, “You couldn’t shut my door fast enough, which is not like you. I was intrigued so I watched you. The way you went after him after he was so cold to both of us. You like him.”
I stared at Liam, my jaw to the ground, feeling completely exposed. Several times, I opened my mouth to try and claim that he didn’t know what he was talking about but I could never seem to find the words.
“And he likes you,” Liam added and immediately I started shaking my head in denial.
“No, he has a girlfriend,” I corrected, “This is all on me. He didn’t do anything wrong. I’m the one with the damn issue.”
“Defending him, huh?” Liam smirked and I balled up my napkin and threw it at him.
“I’m not denying that I’m attracted to him. I am. And I’m an asshole for that. I told you what went down with me and Luke and the fact that I find myself attracted to yet another guy who’s not available makes me really question my moral standings,” I rambled while Liam listened intently, “And the worst part is, I’ve tried to ignore it and obviously failed miserably.”
“You’re not a terrible person, Stef,” Liam reassured me. I opened my mouth to protest and he stopped me, “You’re right about not being able to help it. You don’t choose who you have feelings for and unlike the situation with you and Luke you know Louis has a girlfriend and because you are who you are that will guarantee that you won’t act on those feelings,” he paused, meeting my eyes, “But the question is, will he be able to stop himself from acting on his feeling for you?”
I glared at Liam unabashedly, “He doesn’t have feelings for me, Liam. I already told you this is my issue not his.”
“And I’m telling you….he likes you too,” Liam declared pointedly, “I know Louis and I know that his behavior lately isn’t him. It took me a while to put it together but I did. The way he acted last night, had nothing to do with me. It had to do with you. He was jealous,” Liam explained and I couldn’t believe the words that were coming out of his mouth. There was no way in hell that Louis had feelings for me. He had Eleanor, perfect Eleanor who he clearly loved deeply. Anyone could see that.
“You’re nuts,” I commented simply, shrugging off Liam’s theory.
“I’m not nuts, I’m insightful and I know what I’m talking about. And I’ll prove it to you,” Liam said, meeting my eyes, “The next time we are all together I want you to flirt me.”
“What?” I laughed, convinced Liam had lost his mind.
“Flirt with me and watch how Louis reacts. It will prove that I’m right.”
“I’m really not into playing games Liam and it would be a complete waste of time anyway because Louis doesn’t have feelings for me,” I pushed my chair away from the table and stood up.
“If that’s what you think then what does it matter? I’m not asking you to have sex with me in front of him, just some innocent flirting. If I’m wrong, I’m wrong. Either way let’s solve this mystery.”

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