Not the Usual Trip to the Bathroom

Nickleback: Relationship Ruiner

A/N:

AS REQUESTED here's an early-ish update. I've got the day off so it worked out nicely

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Elise's POV

Having a mom whose favorite saying is "Well, that's just tough love," has had an interesting effect on me throughout the years. It's numbed my empathy a bit, I'm not gonna lie. It can be hard for me to connect with people- like REALLY make connections, because connections mean emotions and emotions are icky. At least that's what I've learned growing up with my mother. What I'm trying to say is that it can be kinda hard for me to really understand other people's pain, sadness, anger, whatever- because I just wasn't allowed to as a kid. There wasn't time for feelings in my house. I suppose this explains my whopping total of two friends- one of which is my sister- and my lacking love life. This is how my life has always been.

Until now. Before, I had issues with emotion. Before, I only had two friends, who were basically my everything.

But now- now everything couldn't be anymore different. I had made, in only a couple weeks, 9 more best friends. I had a boyfriend. And I felt everything. Which is exactly why, when Liam and Niall told me and Luke that their album- the album they had put EVERYTHING into and had been working on for months- had leaked, I felt everything they did. They were pissed off, hurt, betrayed- the list goes on. For this, I wanted to find out who had done. When I did-

"Um, let's not get too worked up here, okay, Elise?" Luke said, concerned, and took my hand in his, rubbing small circles on the back of my hand with his thumb.

"Huh?" My head snapped up, my thoughts interrupted. I looked over at Luke, Liam and Niall. They'd told us a few minutes ago and now we were all sitting on the grassy lawn. Sitting on the lawn in the dark wasn't exactly the best place to contemplate about yourself. There were a crap ton of mosquitoes, not to mention the three boys sitting beside me who probably thought I was crazy.

Well. If they didn't think I was crazy already, then I suppose they had other issues to worry about.

"You were mumbling to yourself," Luke whispered, either A) concerned for my mental sanity or B) trying not to laugh at my obvious lack of sanity.

"A bit frightening, actually," Niall cracked a small smile and I heard Luke snicker. B it is, then.

"Sorry," I sighed, "I just don't understand how someone could be so-"

"Don't bother yourself thinking about that," Liam reached over and patted my knee.

"He's right, this isn't the first time this has happened, we don't waste our time worryin' 'bout what the other person thinks, we just want t'know who did it," Niall agreed.

"So we're just gonna sit here, then?" I stood up, surprised by their reactions. I mean, if it were me, I'd probably be on a psychotic rampage through the city of L.A. looking for the no-good stinkin' criminal.

"We're pissed too, Elise, I don't even wanna be there when the others find out, but what are we gonna do? It's already out there." Liam frowned, standing up to my face me.

"That doesn't mean we can't find out who did this, I mean, you're One Direction for fuck's sake, you can sue them or something," I threw up my hands, rolling my eyes, "I don't know what happens after we figure out who leaked it, but we can at least TRY to find the person."