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#26 You Get Back Together.

#26 You Get Back Together.

Harry: It's been six months. Six whole months since you'd seen Harry at the cafe. You're over him. Completely done with him. No contact. Nothing. Done. Over. Finished. And tonight, you're going out to a masquerade ball with your best friend. You finish pulling the white, wedding-like dress, over your head. Your make up and hair done. You pull on the white mask, the elastic, blending in with your hair colour. You walk downstairs where (Y/F/N) waits, wearing a floor length black dress, hugging her curves, as she holds up her black mask with white crystal outlining it. She turns and looks at you, her jaw dropping to the floor. "Oh my gosh.. (Y/N) you look stunning!" she beams. You blush. "Thank you. As do you." she smiles. "Shall we?" she holds out her arm. "We shall." you grin, and loop arms with her. You walk into the ball, where about a hundred people stand, dancing, eating and chatting. (Y/F/N) is going to meet her boyfriend, leaving you to stand on your own. You look around, and walk to where the wine is being given out. You gladly accept a glass, and thank the waiter, sitting down on a stray chair, watching everybody have a good time. You feel a tap on your shoulder, and you look up. It's a tall man with dark curly brown hair and a black mask. No.. it can't be.. you think to yourself. "(Y/N).. I thought it was you," he smiles, and you stand up, now almost eye level with him. "W-What're you doing here, Harry?" you ask, shocked. "My dad's the one throwing this.." he chuckles slightly. "Would you uh.. like to dance?" he asks, holding out a hand. You think for a few seconds before nodding. You take his hand, and he leads you to the dance floor. He takes your hand, and sets his other one on the small of your back. You rest one hand on his shoulder, while your other is entwined with his. "How did you know it was me?" you ask, both of you dancing gracefully. "I'd know you anywhere.. but when you looked up at me, I saw your eyes through the mask. I'd always remember your eyes." he smiles. "What about your girlfriend?" you ask, raising an eyebrow. "We broke up like three months ago." he says, taking lead of the dance. "Oh.. sorry." you bite your lip. "(Y/N).. I still love you, and I want to be with you again.." he sighs. "I don't know if I can trust you Harry.." "Then lets start over again? Pretend nothing happened. Lets do this all over again, and start from the beginning." You smile up at him. "I'd like that.. I'd like that a lot.."

Liam: "You can play the movie now," Kaydee says as she sits down next to you with her bowl of popcorn for you both. You nod, and press play on the remote, the movie starting. When you're both halfway through the movie, your phone rings. You pick it up, but you can't recognise the number. "Who is it?" Kaydee asks. You shrug, and pick it up. "Hello?" "(Y/N) it's me. Liam." your heart begins to pound, as you replay those four simple words. "Hello, (Y/N)? Are you there?" he asks, and Kaydee looks at you suspiciously. You nod, and gulp. "Y-Yea, Liam.. I'm here," you manage to get out. "I'm outside Kaydees house.. can you please come out? I really wanna talk to you.." he sighs. You gulp again, "O-Okay.. I'll be out now," you hang up the phone, and stand up. "Where are you going?" Kaydee asks - looking up at you. "To fix something." you reply, and walk out, seeing Liam's car immediately. You walk down to it, and get into the passenger seat - turning towards Liam. "Hey.." Liam smiles. "Hi.." you smile back. "I want you back." he gets straight to the point. You sigh, "We can't. You know what happened when we were together. There was trust issues, and hate." "I know there was, (Y/N). But I love you, and I can't pretend I don't. I thought I was fine with us not being together - and that's why I got back together with Danielle. I thought I was over you. I'm not. I love you, and I need you. We're made for each other, and you know that-" soon, his words are cut off with your lips on his - both of them molding together like they had never been apart for so long. No words are needed to be shared - the kiss your confirmation that you're now forever with each other.

Niall: It's been almost a year since you saw Niall at that carnival, and you've heard him and Amy broke up. You're currently on holidays in Barcelona, which also happens to be where the boys are coincidently touring at the minute. You're currently in the Camp Nou Stadium, having a tour around it. You think you're by yourself, but you hear laughter coming from around the corner. "Hello?" you call out, wondering who else could be there. "Hey." a group of boys round the corner, but you can't see them. There's about five of them, and they grow nearer to you. "Y/N?" one of them says, and this gets your attention, making you turn to them. Niall... You're at a loss for words, but find a way around it. "Boys!" you smile, and hug each of them, holding Niall a little longer than you should have. "What are you doing here?" Liam asks. "I came here on holidays, and thought I'd take a tour of the stadium." you shrug. "Y/N... can I talk to you?" Niall asks completely out of the blue, pulling you from your conversation with the boys. He takes you too somewhere private, and drops your arm. "I've missed you..." he mumbles. You nod, not really caring for what he has to say. "What do you want?" you grumble. "I want to ask you for a second chance. I mean... I know it's been a while and we haven't spoken, and this is completely random and maybe stupid, but I don't care. I miss you, and I still love you..." he tells you, taking your hand in his. You shake your head, "I can't do this, Niall... I don't want to be neglected and used... not again..." you whisper, pulling your hand from his. "I won't. I promise you... because hurting you was the biggest mistake I've ever made, Y/N..." a small smile forms on your lips and Niall's as you give your response. "Pick me up at seven."

Louis: It's been a little over a year since you bumped into Louis at the gynaecologists, never speaking again after that, even with your new baby girl, Marni Tomlinson. Louis never called, never showed up, he seemed to have made it clear that he wanted nothing to do with your baby girl. One specific night you were putting Marni to bed, and it was pissing rain outside. The rain was the heaviest you'd ever seen, and you see a lot of rain living in London. You hear a knock on the door, and you walk out of your child's room, closing the door to the nursery behind you. You open the front door, and you don't see anybody there. Then you hear a grumble, and you look down, only to see Louis on his two knees, looking up at you with tears in his beautiful blue eyes. "Louis? What the fuck are you doing here?" you whisper-yell, not wanting Marni to awake. Louis gets up from his knees, and practically throws himself at you, with his arms holding you tight against him. "'m so sorry..." he whispers, and you find yourself returning the hug. "So fucking sorry..." he continues, his grip tight. You shake your head, and pull from the hug. "Louis, you can't come here and tell me you're sorry expecting it all to be okay. It's not okay, and I doubt it ever will be." you sigh, and go to close the door, only to have Louis put his foot in front of it, stopping it. "Please," you whisper, your eyes welling up. "Please don't do this to me..." you sob, raising a fist to dry your wet eyes, using the back. "I need you, Y/N... I need you to know that I can't do this, and that I love you so much... I need you. I was a fucking idiot. But I was scared, Y/N... and I know you were too, but I wasn't there for you. I didn't care, and that's what I hate most. The fact that I pushed all my feelings away," he steps inside, and shuts the front door, his hair dripping wet as if he had just stepped out of the shower, "but inside I did care, Y/N... I'll always care, I always have. Please don't make me leave knowing that I've fucked this whole thing up. I don't want to leave knowing that someone else could be making you happy... That someone else could be looking after my child... I mean, I don't even know if it's a boy or a girl... or his or her name... please." he finishes, unable to speak past his tears. "H-Her name is Marni... Tomlinson." you whisper the last name, but Louis hears, and his head shoots up, a smile tugging at the corners of his beautiful mouth. A mouth that you've missed oh so much. "Tomlinson?" he asks. "Tomlinson." you confirm, and he grabs you in a tight hug, lifting you from the ground, and spinning you around in circles. A small giggle escapes your lips and you've given in, telling Louis that you're ready to take him back, and that he can have another chance. Ready to begin again, and this time, to do it right.