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We just got home from the interview, and everyone was quiet. I ran to Liam, jumping into his lap and hugging him tightly, which he returned. "I'm so sorry." I whispered, my head on his chest.

"It's alright..." He whispered back.

I looked over at Zayn, still sitting on Liams lap. "I'll pay you back for the door." I looked back at Liam. "And the food. I'll stop eating so much."

Everyone gasped. "He must be serious if he's talking about cutting back on food."

I lightly smacked Liam, and smiled. "Liam, can we talk?"

"You trust me?"

I hugged him tightly again. "Of course." He got up, carrying me bridal style to his room, lying me on his bed, him laying next to me. "Sup?"

I laughed. "Never say that again."

"Alright. Tell me your problem."

"At the interview, I told Harry I loved him, while we were hugging. He tensed, but hugged me tighter, then let go."

"Then there was the Narry when he stayed attached to you." Liam commented.

"Yeah, that's why I'm confused. Maybe I shouldn't have said anything?"

"Niall, can I talk to you?"

I looked over at Harry, who was standing in the doorway. "Can Liam stay?"

He nodded. "Listen uh... I got back with Taylor."

Liam wrapped his arm around my waist while I just stared at Harry.

"Well I'm happy for you." I said, my face emotionless, even though I was breaking inside.

"What?" Harry asked. "I thought..."

I started shaking from bottled up emotions. "Look. If you got back together with Swift, I don't care. Actually, I do. But I won't let it show. If you two get married, like you planned, you do that. I'll be in Ireland by then."

"Harry..." Liam said. "I'd advise you to leave." And thankfully, he did.

As soon as Harry left, Liam pulled me into a hug and I sighed. "I'm not going to cry. I've cried too much over him already. I just need to get over him."

"You're strong, Niall. I know you can do this, and I'll be there to help you whenever you need it."

"You're the bestest friend I could ever ask for, Li." I smiled a bit.

He smiled, letting go. "Want me to go make you a sandwich?"

"Ye-- No."

"What?"

"I told you, I'm cutting back on food because of money."

"Last time you cut back on food, you ended up in the hospital. I'm making you some food."

"Fine, but I'm paying the next time we go shopping."

"As long as you eat your food." He got up, picking me up along the way.

"I can walk, LiLi." I giggled.

"What's your point?" He chuckled, walking downstairs to the kitchen. He set me down on a stool at the counter as he started preparing for my sandwich. "You sure you'll be fine?"

I nodded. When he was done, we went to the living room where Louis and Zayn were. "We heard yelling... Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." I sighed, taking the sandwich Liam made, getting a mouthful and slowly chewing.

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