Julia’s POV:
I woke up the next morning with a pounding headache. I moaned a little and squirmed around uncomfortably. As I did, I felt something beside me. I turned over and noticed the familiar blonde-haired boy next to me. I looked down and his arms were wrapped around my wait protectively. I smiled for a second admiring how cute he looked when he was asleep. Then I got some sense knocked into my head all of a sudden. What am I doing? This is so wrong! I slowly released Niall’s grip on me, when I noticed the inevitable. Niall and I had slept together last night. My eyes widened and my breath hitched. I was scared. I quickly got up and wrapped a blanket around my body. I grabbed my bag that was in the room and left hoping nobody would see me. It was still really early so I doubt anybody was even awake. I made my way to a different bathroom than the one in that room. I couldn't face Niall. Not after what happened. I doubt he remembered, so that was a good thing. I quickly took a shower, and tried taking my mind off of things. I quickly slipped on the clothes I brought from my bag, and let my hair run down m back (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=88833108). I went downstairs, and decided it was better if I just left. I heard footsteps coming down the stairs right when I was about to go to the door.

“Leaving so soon?” I sighed hearing his Irish accent.
“Yeah I should get going.” I motioned towards the door, unlocking it.

“Don’t be silly. I’ll drive you.” I finally turned around to face him. He had a white t-shirt on and some sweatpants.

“No really, it’s fine. I can just catch a cab.” I tried to assure him, but he didn’t buy it. He grabbed a set of keys from the mantle, and he opened the door for me.

The car ride was awkward. The radio wasn’t on, and we didn’t talk to one another. Finally, he was the one who broke the silence.

“Look, Jules. I know what happened last night…” He said, and I felt my stomach twist and turn.

“Niall, it was a mistake…we were drunk and stupid. It didn’t mean anything…” I said, hoping he also thought it didn’t mean anything.

“Oh…” Was all he said.

“Oh? Wait…you didn't…you didn't think it meant something, did you?” I asked surprised. I was lying to him. I did miss Niall, but I couldn't just go back to him. That would make me look weak and vulnerable. Plus, he didn't trust me. What kind of relationship would that be if he didn't even care about me?

“No, I just…never mind…” He said and we arrived back at the facility.

“Niall, you can’t be serious. We were drunk and stupid. Plus, we’re not even together anymore…it meant nothing. It was just a big mistake.” I snapped, hoping he would get the message. I grabbed my bag and quickly got out of the car. Before he could say anything else, I closed the door and ran into the building. I hated being like this. I felt a few tears already spilling over and sliding down my cheeks.

Niall’s POV:
I did remember last night, actually and I wished it meant something. It did to me. But Julia was right. We were drunk, and that’s all. After about a couple minutes just parked outside the building, I got myself together and drove back to Christa’s house.

“Hey Niall, where were you? And where is Julia?” I heard Christa ask. I sighed and sat next to her and the others sitting on the couch.

“She said it was time for her to go, so I gave her a ride back.” I shrugged my shoulders. I didn’t even bother telling them all about last night. The only person I could possibly tell is Zayn. He’s been there for me since Julia left me. All I could think about was what she told me. It was just a big mistake. I couldn’t take it anymore. There was no way I could let her control me like this. She was all I thought about, and it was hurting me. I needed to move on. But I’m just not sure How.

Julia’s POV:
As I got back to my room, I saw Casey sitting on her bed. I guess she noticed that I was crying and she quickly went over to me.

“What happened?” She asked, obviously concerned. I sniffled as I wiped away the tears that were slowly coming down. What I said to Niall not only probably hurt him, but me. As I said that to him, my heart broke in a million pieces. I don’t know what was going on with me…I think I still liked him…maybe even love?

“Last night…Niall and I…you know…” I said with my voice cracking at the end. She understood what I meant and wrapped me in a hug.

“Well, do you still have feelings for him?” She asked me. Did I really? I didn’t want to…but as much as I tried pushing them away, the more feelings I got. I nodded my head. And she smiled at me. “Well it’s obvious he does too. You need to talk to him about it, Jules. The way you’ve been treating him is hurting him. It’s making him think you don’t like him either. Sooner or later he’s going to move on.” Those last words broke my heart. I couldn’t let him move on…I had to tell him the next time I saw him. Which would be soon I hope.

Lately the nurses have seen me getting better. Really I felt the same. I used the ways Casey had taught me. It was working for the most part. I also didn’t look as paler, and I’ve acted happier. There were no guarantees yet, but I might be able to leave next week.

“You’re right.” I finally said. She gave me one last hug, and she left the room. I laid there on my bed and thought about everything Casey told me. She was obviously right, and I needed to talk to Niall. I needed to apologize. I’ve been acting so bitchy lately to everyone and I don’t know why.
**
(Next Week)
Last week I was told I was able to go home today. But that wasn’t the only good thing. Casey was able to leave too! I had no idea where I was staying yet. I definitely don’t think I was ready to go back to school. It would just cause more stress on my life. For now, I was staying at a hotel. Casey said she had a very important photo-shoot to go to in New York, so she left for the airport. I caught a cab to the hotel and as I walked into the hotel I saw him. Well all of them. I lowered my head, not wanting to see him just yet. I still didn’t know what exactly I wanted to say. Christa said she would be coming over to the room later because when my aunt and uncle found out about the alcohol, they were furious. Christa was kicked out and they said she was an adult now and could find a place to stay. Harsh, right? They’ve always been like that. Ever since I could remember. I made my way to the elevator after getting my room key. Once I got up to my room, I just threw my stuff on one of the beds and plopped down on the other. I sighed, and just laid there for a minute, until I heard a knock.

“It’s Christa!” She called out from the hallway.

“It’s open!” I said, and she entered quickly.

“Hey!” She came over and lay next to me, smiling.

“Hey, babe. How are you?” I asked. We hadn’t talked since last week, besides her saying she was coming over.

“I’m good. But um I wanted to tell you something. You probably don’t really care, but I just thought I should let you know.” She sat up, and I sat up with her.

“Okay…what is it?” I asked a bit nervously.

“Zayn and I broke up.” She said bluntly.

“Oh…Christa I’m so sorr---“ She shook her head and interrupter me mid-sentence.

“Nah, don’t worry about it. It was a mutual break up anyways. We’re still friends, though. That’s good.” She smiled, so I smiled back. She looked more than happy over it.

“I also need to tell you something…” I said. I had to tell Christa. She was my best friend/cousin and she knew everything.

“Okay, sure.” She said looking at me.

“I slept with Niall the night of the party.” I said bluntly, closing my eyes tightly not wanting to see her reaction.

“Oh…my…gosh…” She said, almost in a whisper. I sighed and opened my eyes again.

“That’s not all…the next morning when he drove me back I said it didn’t mean anything and that it was a mistake. But I was lying. I still have feelings and I think I might be in love with him.” I said it so quickly I wasn’t sure if she understood me.

“Jules…” She said looking over at me.

“What?” I asked nervously.

“I think Niall has moved on…” She said, trailing off at the end. I didn’t respond. I felt my stomach twist and turn and I my eyes getting watery. This was my entire fault. I felt Christa wrap her arms around me, but I just sat there. “Um…I should get going. The boys and I are going out tonight. You’re welcome to come out with us. But Niall will be there…”

“No. I’m coming. If he’s moved on, I’m sure I can too.” I wiped away the tears that threatened to spill over and stood up. I was going to make Niall like me again. I loved him, and he was my first…I needed him in my life…
**
The six of us were already at the club, and I could feel the alcohol already starting to intoxicate me. I was at the bar doing shots with Harry and I’m sure we were both piss drunk.

“Yeah…but I have sooooooooo moved on from Niall.” I was explaining to Harry while downing a couple more shots.

“I think he’s moved on too. Looooooook alllll the way over there.” He pointed with his finger. I saw some brunette grinding on Niall, and he obviously didn’t mind. I could feel my face becoming red from my anger. I quickly turned to Harry and started kissing him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he slid his around my waist. Surprisingly he kept kissing me, roughly, and I just kissed back.
**
Harry and I ended up leaving the club and we went to the hotel. He still didn’t know that I was also staying at the same hotel, but I didn’t bother mentioning it to him. He smirked at me as he unlocked his room with the key, and opened it swiftly. He led me inside and shut the door. He took off his shoes and slid them in the corner of the room. I did the same, and proceeded to kiss him. I slipped his shirt off, and he lay me on the bed. He hovered over me, kissing my neck, and leaving a hickey. Like Niall did…

Harry’s POV:
I woke up clutching my head from the pain. I hated getting drunk, but obviously I don’t mind at the time…I decided to get up and see if I had any Advil. I looked down on the ground and saw the same exact clothes Julia was wearing last night…

No.
No.
No.
This couldn’t have happened! Niall would kill me if he found out! He said he was still trying to get over Julia. God dammnit I’m such an idiot! But this wasn’t my entire fault. It was partly Julia’s…but I should have known better! UGH! Everyone is going to hate me. I can’t even imagine what Julia has to say…

I tried my best to get up quietly. I slipped on my boxers and dug around in my suitcase for some Advil.

“Oh my god…” I turned around saw Julia already slipping on her clothes.

“I guess you’re finally awake.” I said trying to lighten the mood.

“Don’t even start with me, Harry.” She snapped back. I pulled the small bottle out and popped out four pills.

“Here.” Said, handing two of the pills to her. She went to the bathroom to get some water, and came back, swallowing them.

“So I guess we…” She started and I nodded my head.

“Don’t worry, I’m sure you loved it at the time.” I had to get a kick out of this. I winked at her and she just glared.

“Shut up.” She mumbled, grabbing her shoes and storming out.

“Wait! Let me at least drive you home!” I said, grabbing her wrist.

“No need. I’m staying here already.” She looked over at the number by the elevator.

“Shit…” She muttered. She crossed her arms and started walking the opposite way.

“What?” I asked, clearly confused as to why she was so upset about a stupid number.

“This is the same floor I’m staying on.” I raised an eyebrow and smirked.

“Oh, really?” I said in a seductive voice. She swatted me away, and walked down the hallway. She opened up her small purse and got her key out. Her room was only three rooms down from mine. Right next to…Niall’s room. And she didn’t even know. She looked at me one last time and walked in her room, closing it behind her.

This didn’t seem like it would end very well.

Notes

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