Tears were flooding thick and fast down Katy's cheeks. She couldn't contain the pure horror inside she felt, and the sadness and disappointment she felt for her best friend right now. The boys were all talking at once in her ear, asking a thousand questions. She couldn't hear any of it, none at all. All she could focus on was the mixture of hurt, fear, sadness and anger swirled in her best friend's eyes. The boys picked up on Katy's silence, and stopped speaking, and just stared. But she heard footsteps approaching her, and then the boys went away, all of a sudden.
Logan was the hit of the party. All of the girls were staring, wishing they were here with him, and the guys at the party were jealous of his natural charisma and charm. I was still very, very hurt, but I was here with Logan, and the past deserves to be overlooked, no matter how bad it may have been, right?
Katy decided she needed a drink, before she did something she'd regret in the VERY near future. She walked over to a vacant table with a new, fresh drink, and watched me and Logan intensely. She was distracted, however, by the boys coming onstage in matching black and white suits. They stood in a line, and Harry spoke first. "The suits were my idea, well my second idea. None of the others would go with the first option." the other boys looked a little shy. Then, Liam began to speak. "Okay, it makes perfect sense that we perform at our own party, doesn't it?" that was met with a wave of applause and cheers. "haha! Thanks guys! So we're gonna start with a song one of us decided to dedicate to someone out there!" Louis said with a smile. The guests all made a chorus of 'wooooooo's. I guess he must have looked at one of the others, I was facing the other way and didn't see. The music started, and the couples began to slow dance. As Logan and I swayed around the dancefloor, I began to listen to some of the lyrics that were being sung.
'He takes your hand, I die a little'
'why can't you look at me like that?'
'When you walk by, I try to say it, but then I freeze, and never do it. My tongue gets tied, the words get trapped.'
It hit me with a wave of horror. Oh god, no. That can't be for me, surely. Logan spun me around, so I was facing the stage. The boys were all looking into the crowd and focussing on no-one in particular. All that is, except Niall. He was looking straight into my eyes. Then, it sank in. He was dedicating it to me.
The song continued.
'But I see you with him, slow dancing, tearing me apart 'cause you don't see.'
'Oh how I wish that was me.'
I looked up at Logan, his chocolate brown eyes stared right back down at me. We continued dancing, and I felt at ease. But, something was definitely wrong. Tara. I hadn't seen her for a while. But, sure enough, she was never too far away. She was stood at the very back of the stage, with her arms in the air, cheering Niall's name. I didn't care.
'I've got three little words I've always been dying to tell you'
'Whenever you kiss him, I'm breaking'
'Oh how I wish that was me.'
I snuggled into Logan's arms, as we danced. It was like all my worry was slipping away. Except the one thing screaming at the back of my mind, telling me to get out now. Not to go through it again.
'He looks at you, the way that I would. Does all the things I know that I could.'
'If only time could just turn back.'
The lyrics were getting intense, and I understood everything the song was saying. But, no. Im not being that stupid again.
'I wish it was me that you'll call later on 'cause you wanna say goodnight'
That lyric hit me hard. I always used to call Niall at night, and we had long, meaningless chats. But it always, always ended with the word goodnight. But it felt really special to me. As soon as the lyric had finished, I moved away from Logan and moved my gaze up to the stage. Niall was still staring back at me, but his crystal blue eyes were sparkling, as if concealing tears. He knew those little things about me, the things Logan didn't.
"Ashleigh? You okay babe?" Logan asked.
"Erm, yeah." I replied.
We began to dance again, but there was a part of me that wanted to run. Run so, so far away.
The boys sang a medley of songs then, and as soon as the third one finished, I couldn't take it any more. I ran out of the building, not really heading anywhere. I found myself at a local park, one neither I or anyone I know goes to. I sat on the edge of the fountain, and let my emotions get the best of me. I was sobbing into my hands, when, suddenly, all I could see was black.
A sharp, boiling hot pain spread at the back of my head.
Sorry about this rubbish chapter, it's the foundation for a plot twist!