As much as I wanted to roll over and ignore her call, I knew I couldn't. She was the only one that could make me feel better about how much of a bitch I was to Niall.
We talked for hours. I cried and she talked to me until I stopped. She listened to everything. Daniella tried to help me fix everything. The only thing she couldn't do was take me back in time. I wanted to stop myself from hurting Niall. Daniella said that she had broken up with Aaron, but couldn't tell me in fear of me freaking out on her. She felt that it may make me feel bad about causing thier break up. I told her how it was her life and it only hurt me that she didnt't tell me about them dating. Finally, around three I fell asleep.
I slept until two o'clock. Tomorrow was the charity ball. Gemma, Harry's sister had asked me if I wanted help with my hair and makeup and I had accepted the offer. Right now though, I needed to get somewhere quiet to think and not cry. I showered and got dressed in a floral sundress with my red toms. I decided to go to the park by the studio. It was the best place I could think of. My mom dropped me off. I walked down the path that Harry had showed me. I sat on a rock and set down my purse. In no time, my mind slipped away into all of the thoughts that had been puzzling me. I thought about everything and how coming to England seemed like a big mistake. I was soon pulled out my thoughts when somebody sat next to me.
"Hey, there Laken." It was Harry. He wrapped his arm around me. I didn't want to speak. "I...I don't know what to say." Harry said.
"Harry, you really don't need to say anything."
"I figured you would want some company. I stopped by your house, and well your mom told me what happened... That guy was a real jerk, Lay. I would never do that to you."
"I know, Harry." He kissed me, but it felt different than it ever had before. Maybe because I was upset, but I really had no clue.
We sat and talked for a while. "Lay, do you want to, uh, come to my house...and maybe spend the night? I know the ball is tomorrow, but we don't have to stay up too late. The-"
"Of course." I interupted Harry. "I need to get my mind off of things right now. That would be wonderful." Harry smiled. We stopped by my house to get my clothes and a few other things. We got to Harry's house around seven. When we got inside, I was suprised to see Zayn and Liam talking in the kitchen. If they were both here, then Niall would be, no doubt about it.
Harry was holding my hand and he led me to his room. I put my stuff on Harry's bed and went to go to the bathroom. On my way back to the living room, I bumped into Zayn. He gave me a huge hug. "Niall will shape up and realize what he's missing, Laken. I promise." Zayn looked into my eyes. "Maybe now's not the time to bring that up." He stated. I nodded. In the living room, I sat next to Harry. Harry had become my sense of security. I know Niall had no clue what he did would hurt me so much, but the phone call only made me mad. I had snapped and hurt him, and because of this, Harry was the only stable thing I had right now.
Niall was sitting in the living room as well, and when Harry put his arms around me, I saw his eyes begin to water. And when Harry leaned his head over onto mine after kissing me on the forehead, Niall left the room.
Liam and Zayn looked over at me. I could feel my eyes start to sting, but I had to be strong. Liam excused himself to go find Niall. Zayne quickly changed the subject to something that could have no realtion to Niall at all. We talked about my life in New York. It seemed to drift my mind away from Niall and Liam missing. I told stories about my Central Park rock and how David, Kenzie and I would sit in Strwaberry Fields and talk about school and what not. Liam came back, but Niall didn't. The boys broke out into song, and Harry's angelic voice flooded into my ears. Louis had gone to the kitchen for a glass of water.
Niall came back into the room a while later, his eyes red. He had been crying again. "I don't feel well. I'm going to go home so I am better for the ball tomorrow." Niall said. "Good night." He turned to leave.
"I hope you feel better." Louis called. Liam and Zayn left about an hour after Niall did.
Harry and I went into his room. I put my pajamas on in the bathroom and climbed into bed next to Harry. He pulled me close to him and played with my hair until I fell asleep.