Julia’s POV:
I stayed in my room for the rest of the day. It was already seven in the evening. There was no way I could face Niall or Harry. What have I done? Well it’s not like Niall wants me now anyways…but I still slept with his best friend. I am probably the worst person ever. I heard a knock at my door, but I didn’t feel like getting up to answer it.

“Jules I know you’re in there.” I heard the voice say. Ah, just what I needed. Somebody to talk to. I decided to get up, and unlock the door. As soon as I saw Liam’s face I felt my eyes starting to water and I guess he noticed.

“What’s the matter?” He asked nervously. I couldn’t tell him what happened. It would do everyone good if it was only Harry and I who knew.

“Nothing… I just saw a sad movie on TV.” I faked a smile, and he just shrugged his shoulders.

“Okay, well I just wanted to say that we’re all going out to dinner tonight. We wanted to know if you would like to join us. Christa is coming too, so you won’t feel alone.” He stuck his hands in his pockets and rocked back and forth on his heels.

“Uh…I actually wasn’t really feeling up to much tonight. Just not in the mood…” I said, looking down. I fiddled with my fingers and bit my lip. I hoped he would understand.

“Oh, okay. Well if you change your mind, just let me know. We’re leaving in thirty minutes, though.” He turned on his heels and walked away. As I watched him walk down the hall back to his room, I looked over and saw Harry coming out of his room. He looked at me, then at Liam, then back at me. He rushed over to me, and leaned on the doorframe. He was about to speak when I cut him off.

“Don’t worry, Harry. He doesn’t know. Nobody will know. Got it?” I said, closing the door in his face. He was being such a jerk since this morning. He kept making stupid remarks about the whole incident. I was about fed up with him. What happened to the old, sweet Harry? I want that one back. Not the one who basically likes that he slept with his best friend’s ex girlfriend. Oh no…what would Niall think? It doesn’t matter what he thinks, actually. He’s over me, and plus he’ll never find out.
**
About thirty minutes later, I heard a loud knock on my door. I sighed and got up to open it. To my surprise, all five boys and Christa were standing there with boxes of pizza.

“Since you didn’t want to go out, I guess we’re staying in.” Liam smiled at me happily, causing me to smile. Without actually allowing them in, they came in anyways. They all sat either on the couch or in the middle of the floor.

“So what should we do tonight?” Zayn asked, opening one of the boxes and taking a slice.

“Talk about last night…” Harry muttered so nobody could hear, but I did. I glared at him but he gave me a wink that nobody else could see.

“What was that Harry?” Louis asked, but Harry just shook his head, saying ‘nothing’.

“Want a slice, Jules?” Christa asked holding up a piece of pizza.

“Nah, I’m good.” I shook my head. Everyone looked my way with worry on my faces. I knew what they were thinking. “Oh, I had leftovers from the other night before you came over.” I said making sure they wouldn’t hound me with questions. They just nodded their heads and went back to their little conversations. I lied. I hadn’t eaten since this morning. It wasn’t just the whole anorexia thing, but I was just thinking about last night and suddenly I wasn’t hungry.

“So when do you guys head back to London?” Christa asked, wiping her mouth with a napkin. I just sat on my bed scrolling through twitter on my phone until I got a text.

Harry: What’s the matter?

Was he really asking me this? I rolled my eyes.

“We leave tomorrow, actually so it’s our last night here.” Niall said. He hadn’t spoken this entire time until now.

Me: As if you don’t know.
Harry: Oh, right. So you’re thinking of how good I am in bed? ;)
Me: Shut the hell up. It was a mistake. We were drunk, get over it.
Harry: Don’t act like you didn’t like it.

That was it. I rolled my eyes and threw my phone on the other bed not wanting to talk to him anymore.

“What’s the matter?” Louis asked. I guess they all saw me throw my phone with anger.

“Oh, just some things on Twitter. But I’m fine.” I reassured everyone by giving them a smile. Harry coughed loudly, which made everyone look at him. I knew he was coughing on purpose.

“Must have swallowed too much.” Harry said, lying. He looked over to me and shot me a smirk. I quickly averted my eyes and look down at my fingers.
**
(Next Day)
It was already time for the boys to go, and I was actually really upset. I still never told Niall, but it was only because I figured he moved on. Harry stopped with all the stupid smart-ass jokes and I tried to avoid him as much as possible. We were all at the airport saying our goodbyes, and I wanted to just tell Niall right then and there. I hugged Zayn and Louis first, then moved on to Harry.

“Well…it was nice seeing you…” I said quietly, with my head down. He sighed and tilted my head up with his index finger.

“Look, I’m sorry. I guess I just…I don’t know. I was just being stupid and acting like a douche.” Look away for a second then back at me.

“It’s okay, Harry. We were both stupid, so it isn’t your entire fault.” I said, giving him a small smile. “Bye Harry.”

“Bye Julia.” He said, giving me a hug. I was hesitant at first, but eventually hugged him back eventually. Next was Niall. I took a deep breath before walking over to him.

“Hey…” He said, rocking back and forth on his heels. He was just so cute…

“Niall, I’m sorry.” I came right out with it. “I have been nothing but terrible to you. This is all my fault. I know I hurt you and I’m sorry.”

“Jules, it’s okay. It’s not all your fault. I should have trusted you and I was being just as bad as you.” He let out a small chuckle then looked down.

“No Niall. It was me who---“ I tried to say, but the intercom interrupted me.

“Flight to 3A London is now boarding and will be leaving shortly. Thank you.” And with that, the lady hung up.

“I’m sorry, I have to go…” He said taking my hand in his. He smiled weakly, and then let go. He and the boys had to rush to their flight so it didn’t leave them.

“Hey, call me if you ever need to talk, okay? Love you, Jules.” I heard Liam say. He gave me big hug, and then let go. I waved to him and he waved back. I was so close to telling Niall. So close…

“C’mon, babe. It’s getting late. We should get back to the hotel.” Christa said, wrapping her arm around my shoulder and walking me towards the exit. I looked back to see Niall, and he was looking right back at me. He mouthed something to me, and I could tell exactly what he said. ‘I love you’.

‘I love you too.’ I mouthed back. He then boarded the plane and I turned my head back around. I didn’t know when I would see them again. This made me worry. They were going on tour and probably wouldn’t be able to talk to us as often. That was probably my last goodbye.

Notes

Okay so I decided that there will be five more chapters left of this story. So 40 chapters in all. I'm not sure if I'm making a sequel or not yet. Maybe I will. I don't know yet. Comment below if you think I should :)

Thanks to everyone who is reading this :D