2 and a half years after Harry gave Amelie a promise ring...
24 of December, 2013
London, United Kingdom
Louis' new house, 4:00pm
It is Louis' birthday. One Direction is present.

It's amazing how fast time flies… just a couple of years ago One Direction was being formed… a year before that I had no idea who Harry Styles was, or how he'd change me.
But I do now. And he did.
The boys noticed it a bit. Sometimes I get into these moods where I just don't talk much. Harry especially noticed it. But most of the time, I overdo it with my silly antics. It's a way I cope. Focusing on making them laugh. On making Eleanor laugh. Or Harry laugh.

Multiple times, he'd try to talk to me about the kiss, but I was determined to push it off. Eventually, he stopped trying as much.
So we never did speak of that kiss ever again. It's become so distant, I'm not even sure if it was real anymore. In what world could something as wonderful as that have happened? In a world where it was just Harry and I. No Amelie.

There I go again. Being horrible and selfish.
Amelie made Harry happy, and I was happy for him.
I delivered that line perfectly in my head. I've said them to myself so many times now, I've just about perfected them. I still don't know if I mean them or not. No. I do mean them. There's just a part of me that's so incredibly lonely… that sometimes, I become unsure.

"I can't believe you're 22, Lou." I heard my blonde band mate say.
Zayn agreed and interjected, "I know, you act half of that!" the boys laughed and I did too.
"Just trying to make sure no one will notice my hairline receding." I touched my hair, playing an act. "Got a few greys there, can't you tell?" I smiled automatically. There was nothing about this night that would make it better. Only if – no. I couldn't say it. Not even in my head.

Amelie was on her way, but she's not sure she'll be able to make it for my birthday. Eleanor and Danielle are nearly here though, they'd be here by 5, they said.
The boys and I passed the time by playing video games and even reliving an old favourite of ours, 'real life fruit ninja'. We made quite the mess, but we ended up making a fruit salad. It wasn't great to look at, but it was quite delicious with Harry's touch of his own homemade passionfruit drizzling.

In the midst of the salad, we heard a couple of hurried, quick knocks on the door..
"Boy's! Come, quick! Hurry, please!" I could hear their worry-filled voices scream, and I hurried to the door; worried, heart beating fast, and being followed by the others.
I opened the door, slightly out of breath, and heard a loud honking noise in my face.
It was one of those streamers, the noisemakers. There was nothing wrong. I could relax now. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" I heard Eleanor and Danielle say in chorus. Eleanor came to my side and kissed me on the cheek, and I put on a smile for her.

"That wasn't funny." I told her.
"It was very funny, you know it." She pecked my lips and I chuckled a bit.
Despite everything, I did enjoy Eleanor's company a lot. We were very alike. We both weren't afraid of going too far just to pull a joke and we both found it easy to find the funny part of a situation. She made l ife a bit bearable these days.

"I love you," she said to me.
"I love you too," I answered back honestly.
The only problem, I wasn't sure how I loved her. I loved her no doubt, but whether it was as a friend or as a lover, I didn't even know. Those two stepped into each other's boundaries so often I wasn't even sure I could tell the difference anymore. That's what happens when you overthink everything. You become unsure.

Suddenly it was dark and I heard footsteps slowly creeping through the door to the living room, where we were now.
"Haaaa..." Liam started in the lowest voice he could manage, and everyone joined in, "...ppy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Louis... Happy birthday to you!"
Harry was quick with the 'hip hip's' in his sexy throaty voice, which had somehow only managed to get lower over the years, and everyone hoorayed for me.
"Make a wish," Eleanor whispered into my ear and without thinking, I wished for the most horrible thing I could have.
Then, as the last candle blew out, the room - and everything else, so it seemed, went completely dark.

Hiiii!
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