The week of finals went by quickly. While waiting for the boys at the airport, I tugged on my sweater sleeve. The last time I cut was three days ago and the wound still looked brand new. A memory suddenly overpowered my mind.

5 Months Ago

There were no words to describe how excited I was to see Louis. It had been 2 weeks and I missed him more than anything. His icy eyes, his warm arms wrapped around me as I slept, his cheeky smile. The moment my eyes caught his, I began running. I jumped into his arms and felt my eyes sting with tears of happiness, of course. I rested my hand on his cheek as my lips found his. His tongue traced my lips and I pulled away slowly before things went too far. I mean, we were in public for God's sake. I rested my forehead against his and felt pure bliss enter my entire body. He always had a way of making me feel like this.

"I've missed you so much, baby girl."

His words made my heart beat fast. I don't think he'll ever understand the effect he has on me. He could make me feel like I'm the only girl in the world his eyes even notice.

"I've missed you so much more." I kissed his cheek softly and he gently set me down. His fingers intertwined with mine as I looked past him.

Present Day

"Elizabeth!"

I looked up to see Liam speed walking towards me, the boys following close behind. My eyes shifted to Louis, but he wasn't even looking at me. I look that bad. I looked back to Liam and smiled. Without thinking, I began running. Liam's strong arms wrapped around me, and I lost the ground beneath my feet. For the first time in a long time, I actually giggled. Liam chucked and gently set me down.

"I'm so happy you're here," he smiled and kisses my cheek.

"I'm happy to be here," I grinned and looked past him. "Hello boys."

This scene was all too familiar to me. Niall was next to attack me. His arms snaked around me and he whispered in my ear, "We're going to eat a lot." Those six words made me laugh uncontrollably.

I said my hellos with the rest of the boys, apart from Louis, and we all rode in a van to the hotel they were currently staying at. I sat in the second row of the vehicle, and noticed Lou decided to sit the furthest away from me he could be. No surprise there. So that's how it was going to be. We'd just avoid each other this whole time. Act like the other doesn't even exist. Fine. I can deal with that.

The fact that I could hear Louis and Harry whispering to each other, then laughing, pissed me off like no other. Probably talking about me, I suspected. As much as it upset me, I understood why Harry seemed to be avoiding me as well. Louis was his best mate; he had to be on his side. It just confused me because none of the other boys seemed to be on any side.

"So Elizabeth," Zayn began.

I looked up at him and noticed his crooked smile. Zayn was really sweet when he wanted to be, but he was also pretty self-centered. When Louis dumped me, instead of being in shock like the rest of the boys, he complained about how they were running late. Typical Zayn. But someone had to be responsible, I suppose.

"What have you been up to?" he finished.

"Hm," I thought. "Not much. Studying has consumed a lot of my life. I haven't been doing anything half as exciting as you boys have."

"It'd be more exciting if you were with us." I glanced over at Niall, grinning.

The car came to an abrupt halt and I looked out the window. I had never seen a more glamorous looking hotel, and we hadn't even entered it yet. Liam opened the van door and stepped out, holding his hand out for me. I grabbed his hand and walked out, captivated by my surroundings. I'd been fancy places with them before, but their career really blew up in the past few months. Maybe that's why Louis decided to get rid of me.

Everyone followed Liam and I out of the car and into the hotel. The inside was even more glamorous. I couldn't even imagine the room I was going to be staying in for the next week.

"All of our rooms are connected, is that okay? That's just how we usually do it, but if you want your own we completely understand."

"I don't mind, Liam." I replied. I didn't really understand why he thought I would.

Harry walked up behind me and whispered, "I'm sorry," but when I turned around he wasn't there anymore. My eyes searched the room until they finally stopped at the door where Louis was just walking in, and Harry was approaching him. I've never been so confused in my entire life.