Preference #12: Mistakes (Part 3)
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A/N: I’m trying to post often... Also I’m really sorry this is so late! This was requested and I plan to do a part 4. I was trying to end it here but I didn’t and it just kept going. I have another pref to write, and then maybe I’ll start on part 4? Anyways, thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoyyyy!!!
Harry
Over the past month, you were never able to get Harry of your mind. He wasn’t anywhere to be seen, and maybe that’s what made you think about him so much. A month until you last heard his voice, or seen his smile… It hurt to even think about that. Was he missing you and much as you were missing him?
It was another sunny, warm day in LA. You decided to stay in the area, because you fell in love with the glamour and fame of the city. Sure, it reminded you of Harry, but maybe that was another reason you chose to stay.
Maybe it was all a mistake.
The thought hit you, and all you wanted to do was go and apologize to him. You were so confused at this point, and you didn’t know who to call, or how to get in touch with Harry. The time zones were so different, and you never really knew where he was now. He was on tour, you knew that, but where?
It should be easy to find where he’s at though, right? You thought about it for awhile, and a million “what if’s” rushed through your mind.
What if he was dating someone else already? What if he didn’t really care about you anymore and completely forgot about you? What if he did take you back? What if Harry actually missed you and- Your thoughts were interrupted by a loud knock at your door. You sighed and got up from your couch, and opened the door to find a completely disheveled Harry. You didn’t really know what to say, but he came at just the right moment.
“Y/N, I think we need to talk.” was all he said.
Louis
You thought you would be able to handle Louis moving on. You were definitely wrong. A year had gone by, and you thought things were going pretty good for you. The press stopped asking for questions, you were actually doing pretty well at school, and you were able to find a part-time job at the café two blocks from your flat.
Today was a rough day. It was not only a Monday, but it was a long day of school and work. At school, you had completely forgotten to study, and you fell right into a muddy puddle, ruining one of your favorite sweaters. At work, a middle-aged woman came in, and demanded a refund on her drink because it was “too thick.” Then, she complained to your manager, which didn’t help at all. Luckily, the day was almost over, and you’d be able to leave while you still had your job.
“Hey Y/N, can you take those customers? I’m unloading some stuff out back.” Your coworker asked. You nodded, and finished the table you were cleaning. You went behind the counter and began taking orders, and giving them to the person behind you. You were about three people in when your day only got worse.
“Hi, what can I get you today?” You said, looking down at the register, still clearing the last order.
You looked up and faced your customer right in the eyes.
“Y/N? How’ve you been?” Louis asked. “Are you still at university?”
“Uh, yeah I am. It’s been rough I guess, but I manage to get food and keep warm so… “ You trailed off. Was this as awkward for him as it was for you? “So what brings you here?” You began to bite your lip, and it was one of the things you did when you were anxious.
He seemed to notice how you were biting your lip, and he broke the eye contact between you, and looked down.“Just visiting with my friend… It’s her hometown. She wanted to show me around and meet her family.” He smiled.
That really didn’t sound like friendship to you. “Louis, baby, hurry up please, it’s cold and my parents are waiting!” A distant voice whined. You looked over and saw the owner of the voice. She was a small red-head, and she was heavily made up.
“Okay, in a sec!” Louis called back to her, obviously annoyed.
You two awkwardly stood there for a few seconds, forgetting that you were supposed to be working, and he was supposed to be getting a drink for his little “friend.” Breaking the silence, your phone in your pocket began to beep, and you realized your shift was over. That was probably the best that had happened to you all day.
“Oh my shift’s over! I could get someone else to take care of you, or I could quickly take your order?” You said, hoping he would want someone else to take it.
“No, it’s okay, you can go home Y/N. I’ll see you around. Be careful of the rain.” You nodded, and slightly smiled. You went in the back and told someone to take care of the counter. Maybe he regretted his mistake, or maybe he was happy to be free of you.
You went home and this terrible day ended right when you fell asleep.
Liam
You wanted to break up with him, you really did, but you just couldn’t bring yourself to do it. It had been a few weeks now, and there still wasn’t much conversation between you two. You loved him, you knew that, but why was it so difficult to love him now? It had come so easy for the past 2 years, but now loving him was like loving a cactus. It was hard, because it hurt. Liam always seemed to care about his fans, and always do what they wanted most of the time.
You never knew what went wrong between you two, but somewhere you two made a wrong turn, and it all went downhill from there.
Your phone buzzed beside you, and looked down to see Liam’s face pop up on the screen. You sighed, and hesitated to answer it, but you eventually did.
“Hello?”
“Y/N, can we please talk?” Liam sounded desperate, but you weren’t about to let him back in that easy.
“Why, just so you can go back to ignoring me? Why don’t you go talk to your fans or one of the boys? You seem to pay attention to them just fine!” You snapped. You didn’t want to sound so mean, but it kind of just came out.
“Y/N-”
“I’m not asking to be the center of your world, I’m just asking to be in it! For the past few months all you cared about is the people around you, and I’m sorry I can’t always be right next to you, because I have a life, too! I’m trying to pay off my student loans and it’s not easy, okay? I know you can pay them for me, but I want to do something on my own!” You cut him off, and you knew talking to him was a bad idea. Angry tears began to stream down your face, because right now it was all too much. It was hard not having him around, and you felt like a terrible person for exploding.
“I’m sorry Liam, it’s been rough…” The tears were now just tears, and your anger was replaced with sadness.
“I’m sorry, too. Can we please try to work this through? You can come stay with me the next couple of weeks. I’ve missed you, and I know you’ve missed me, too.”
“I don’t think I can. Not yet. We’ve barely talked for the past three weeks… I think we should start slow.” You managed to sound sympathetic.
“Oh…” He sighed. “Sure. Whatever gets us back on track.”
“Talk to you tomorrow?”
“Yeah, bye.”
Answering that phone was a big mistake.
Niall
The next morning you woke up, and there were flowers on your doorstep. A little note was scribbled on the card:
Sorry if I woke you up. Hope you can come over tonight!
From, Ni
You still felt like this was a joke, and that he didn’t really mean what he was saying. You regretted ever telling him how you felt, because you lost your best friend, and instead of a best friend, you got a “love interest”, and that wasn’t what you wanted.
You decided to go over his house because you couldn't just leave him there, after all, you still cared about him.
When he opened his door and saw you, his face lit up. “I didn’t think you’d come. But I’m glad you did!” He smiled.
“Why wouldn’t I? We’re friends right?” You tried to keep things simple, and not make this awkward. His face fell when you said “Friends.”
“Yeah, friends…” He looked down, and then back at you. “Come on in, I was thinking we could have a movie night.” Niall smiled again and welcomed you into his messy flat.
“You need to clean up. Last time I was here all we did was clean. It also smells…” You frowned and scrunched your nose.
He chuckled. “Sorry, I guess I just don’t really think it’s that bad. Anyways, you can choose a movie, and I can order pizza.” You nodded, and this night didn’t seem so bad. Maybe it wasn’t a mistake.
You guys chose to watch Pitch Perfect, and Niall said it was a dumb movie, but he seemed to be enjoying it.
You just hoped he didn’t think it was a date. You were having a fun time, and you could see a relationship with Niall, but he was famous, and you were just you. You weren’t famous, and you weren’t even the slightest bit popular. You didn’t want to ruin his reputation by dating him. He should be dating a model, or an actress. Not a small town girl.
You didn’t think he was trying to mess with you anymore. He seemed so hurt when you said “friends” earlier. You didn’t want to reject him or anything like that, but you had to do what was right.
