"Are you going to Liam and Zoe's party tonight? I kind of need to tell you something" I was on the phone to Louis. "No, i'm not feeling too good" His voice was all croaky, he even sounded ill. "Oh, okay" I sighed. "What do you want to tell me?" I panicked. "Oh, I will tell you later, get well soon Lou-Lou" And our call ended. I wondered how I was going to tell him. This wasn't going to be easy.
I walked up to Liam's house, trying to calm myself. I rung the doorbell. Liam opened up, smiling at me. "Hey" I whispered. "Just enjoy yourself tonight ok? Forget about it for an hour or so. Rebecca, we all hate it when you're sad" He replied, hugging me. I smiled "I will" and we went inside. Everyone was smiling and laughing, having a good time. I saw Zayn, Megan and Anna dancing away. Zoe was hugging numerous people, Niall and Louisa were sitting on the couch together hugging. Then I saw Harry sitting on his own with a beer in his hand. He looked pretty miserable to me. I decided to talk to him. "Hey" I said as I grabbed the seat beside him. "You're talking to me? I thought you hated me to be honest" He asked, puzzled. "I decided to leave it in the past, even though you hurt me alot Harry." He dropped his head and mumbled something. He offered me a beer but I declined it. Suddenly I felt sick again, I sprinted towards the bathroom but someone was in, so I ran outside and was sick on a bit of grass. Liam would understand. Harry had followed me and was standing in the doorway looking confused. His face suddenly went pale. "I need to talk to you upstairs" He suddenly said.