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Chapter 25

Chapter 25

Abby Nichols

I slumped down on the couch. Niall had carried an exhausted Mara all the way home, and despite the fact it was freezing outside and she was wearing only a bra, she refused every time the boys offered her a jacket or even their own shirt.

Poor Mara. Everyone was calling me a hero, but I didn't believe it. I think Niall should be the real hero. After all, she had been crying for him as that douche.... Ugh, I can't even think about it.

I felt... dirty. For all I knew, I had broken a few of his ribs and left him on the ground with no care. Aw man, now I felt evil.

I felt someone sit next to me and I looked over. Zayn. He looked pretty depressed too. Zaylin and the others were gone, either with Mara or in bed. Most were with Mara.

"Hey," he said glumly.

"Hey," I replied.

"I kind of wanted to surprise you after the tour," he said, running a hand through his hair. "I guess that didn't work out."

I rolled my eyes. "Oh please," I snorted. "I couldn't be more surprised if someone jumped off a cliff."

His eyes twinkled despite the situation. "Then I guess you won't be surprised if I tell you I want to take you out," he said.

I froze and stared at him. Huh, I guess I could be more surprised. "Y-you want to... take me out?" I stuttered.

Zayn chuckled. "It's not a date," he said quickly. "I just want to get to know you better. You know, like, as friends."

I smiled playfully. "Who says we're not friends already?" I asked, giving him a nudge. "But alright, I accept."

He sighed with relief. "Tomorrow, at eight," he told me. "Meet me at... the front door." Odd request.

I smiled again and he grinned back. "See you then," I said.

Zaylin tugged at my hair furiously.

"Ouch!" I yelped. "I told you, it's not a date, it's more like a meeting... I guess...." I said uncertainly.

She laughed and continued to brush my hair. "It is SO a date," she gushed. "I knew this was going to happen sooner or later! I thought it would be later, but apparently sooner!"

Jasmine squealed and jumped up and down. She didn't seem at all jealous that I was going out with her celeb crush. We had talked about it before.

"Come on," she had said with a sigh. "He's my CELEB crush! Not a real crush! Hello, I have a boyfriend!"

I laughed. "I'll admit, I'm kinda excited," I said with a shrug.

"KINDA?!" Jasmine shrieked. "I would be screaming my head off right now if I were you!"

"I'm nothing like you," I reminded her.

I glanced over at the bed. We were in Niall's room so Mara could watch. She was obviously traumatized, eyes blank and refusing to eat, even too weak to get up and use the bathroom. She stared at us with wide eyes, curled into a ball, but I could tell she was pleased. I smiled at her; slowly her lips turned up slightly as she did the same.

I stood. I felt like a slut. I was wearing a short red dress with a hem that was above my knees. My v-neck was so low I wanted to die from embarrassment.

Jasmine had made me put on some makeup despite my protests so I felt like a clown. Zaylin disapproved of the make up too but didn't fight with Jasmine for too long. You don't mess with Jasmine on this kind of stuff.