"Harry, I heard you talking to Liam last night..."

He looked at me like I was a ghost or something. "Oh, shit!" He mumbled. "No, no, no! You weren't supposed to hear that..."

"Yeah, I figured, Harry!," you yelled at him, quite pissed off.
"I KNOW I wasn't supposed to hear that, but I did!" "B-but, how could you possibly have heard? We were in the kitchen..." "Yeah, well, your voice is quite loud and low, which made it not so hard for me to overhear your conversation. Now if you will excuse me, I have to think this through. On my own." I said, holding the door open for him.

"Macy, please, I'm sorry. This wasn't the way you should've found out. He wanted to tell you once you two got to know each other a little better..."

"So he was going to LIE to me all the time? And that stupid appointment we had planned? He must've thought it was a date. How could I be so stupid!" The tears started to fall again. Harry pulled me in for a hug and held me tight.

"Shhh, Macy, it's going to be okay. It was never my and definitely not his intention to make you cry like this."

"I-I know, Haz, I know-ww. It's just that I know what to do-hoo!," I sobbed into his shoulders. "And I'm ruining your shirt now, I'm so worthless."

"Macy, don't ever say that! You're not worthless! Not at all! And this was an old shirt, anyway", he smiled. I managed to get a smile out as well. "There you go, that's my girl. Now, this may be hard, but you have to think whether you like Liam back..."

"Yeah, you're right... But I don't know if I do, because he never really talked to me or something. He was just being ignorant or rude to me..."

"Not always Mace, remember the first time you met the guys? And a couple of times after, you and Liam were like best friends. I remember I felt kind of left out..."

"Really? Harry, why didn't you tell me that you felt that way?"
"I wanted you to become good friends with all of the guys, so we could hang out and stuff. Which turned out pretty well, right?"

"Yeah, I'm glad you introduced them to me. But honestly, you should've told me..." "Oh well, talking about feelings isn't really our thing, is it?," he chuckled. "No, definitely not!", I laughed.

We talked and laughed together for about an hour, telling each other stories, and bringing up memories. Because this whole drama made us realize it had been a long time since Harry and I had spent some proper quality time together.

Suddenly, he sighed, looked at me and said: "Macy, I think you should talk to Liam about this. Or, at least go on that 'date' with him..." My stomach twisted. Oh. My. God. My date with Liam. I totally forgot about it! He's coming to pick me up in 30 minutes.

"Harry! The date! I forgot about it, Liam's gonna be here within 30 minutes!"
"Well, let's go then!" He picked me up bridal style, carried me to my room upstairs and laid me on the bed gently. "Okay, m'lady, have you decided on your outfit yet?", he said with an incredibly exaggerated accent.
"Well, not yet, sir..."
"Then we must hurry!" He sat down on my bed, while I went into my closet to find the right outfit.

"How about this?" I stepped in my room, wearing a tight black dress and high heels. Harry's eyes grew big in awe.
"Wow"
"Wow is good, right?"
"Well, yeah, but...", he hesitated. "But what? How do I look?"
"Honestly? You look really hot. But I don't know if that's what you should be going for...'
"Hmm, you're right. It's a date as in friends..."
"...unless you want him to drool over you during the whole date, I wouldn't wear this.", he winked.
"Hazz! Shut up and help me out!"
"Alright, alright. You know, it doesn't matter what you're wearing, Liam will like you anyway."
'Wait, I think I've got it." I went back into the closet and put on a blue floral dress with a cute cardigan.

When I came out, Harry smiled. "Perfect! You look beautiful, Macy."
"Thanks, Harry. For everything." "Don't mention it, that's what friends are for." He wrapped me in a tight hug, when we heard the doorbell. "I think I should get that...", I whispered, letting go of him.

As I walked towards the front door, I noticed I was getting more and more nervous. I opened the door, and there he was, smiling nervously at the ground. "Hi Macy!" "Hey Liam," I smiled back at him. "I hope you remembered that I was coming to pick you up?"
"Yeah, I did." "Good.", he looked at me, his eyes sparkling. "Do you want to come in? Harry's here, too, I have to say goodbye to him anyway."

"Oh sure, I haven't seen him since yesterday. By the way, are you alright? You left all of a sudden then..."

*AUTHOR"S NOTE*

Hey everyone, I'm sorry it took sooooooo long for me to update this…. It's just that I didn't really know how to continue the story. I have a small idea now, and I'll try to upload as often as possible. I hope you like this chapter! Please let me know what you think, and leave a comment. Also, I'd like to know how you think the story continues…. The one who guesses it right will get a small role in one of the next chapters