He's the one

This is a story about a girl named Cammy and her best friend named Megan meeting One Direction<3 Cammy and Megan go to a party that they were recently invited to by one of their close friends, Danielle. The two of the girls have no clue what is going on when Danielle's secret surprise comes out, One Direction! She then announces her relationship with Liam. But, that is not all...Read my book and find out the rest!:)


24. Don't leave.

Cammy's P.O.V.

What I did was wrong. I should have thought before I let the disrespectful, mean words burst out of my mouth. I still haven't found Megan and apologized to her yet. I better do that before things get worse. 

I wandered off outside, hoping to find Megan right away, but I had no luck. Until, I saw the gleam of the light off of her eyes in the darkness the shadows left from the house. I started toward her. I could hear a quiet, fading whimper. 

"Megan? Listen..." I started to say.

She turned her back, obviously trying to avoid me. Even the thought of her wanting to reject my words and thoughts killed me inside. We have never fought before. Ever. And I did not want to break that streak right now. This was all my fault and I'm going to fix it. Even if it means we won't be best friends anymore. I just need to know that our complete friendship isn't ruined from some stupid comment I made.

"I know I messed up. I should have thought before talking, I just let my emotions overcome me. Please, help me work this problem out. We can get through this. Even if it means going back to the house, sitting down on the couch, and talking to each other privately. Please, just... Talk. Communicate with me. At least give me some kind of sign that we are still friends." I told her, trying to get her to talk.

She turned back around. Now facing me. I could see the pain in her eyes. About 3 years ago, She used to always think that everything was her fault and that she never did anything right. When she told me that she felt this way, I helped her through it, got her to stop thinking that. And whenever she did feel that way, I could tell in her eyes. The pain. The tears. Every night that I would go to bed, I could hear the crying from my bed room. For almost 2 hours each night she would cry. Nonstop crying. No breaks. No tissues. No friend. Just tears that seemed to build up, inch by inch, until one day. She just... exploded. She explained to me everything and I understood. I helped her through it and now, I see that pain in her eyes again. That same exact pain. I helped her out of the problem and I pulled her back into it. I have to fix this.

"Cammy... I just want to go home. Take me home. Now." She told me.

That is when I realized it. That wasn't just pain in her eyes. It was anger. Disappointment. All of the above. 

We both stood up at once. I held my arms up for a hug, willingly trying to take her in, but she just brushed my shoulder and walked to the car before getting into it. Now I just want to go home.

I walked inside the house once more and gave Niall a hug, as well as a passionate kiss. I also hugged Harry, Louis, Liam, and Zayn. Then pulled Harry into the hallway so we could be alone. 

"Could you please take Megan, Olivia, and me home?" I asked politely with a soft voice tone.

"But, Camm-"

"Harry, just take us home. No arguing." I demanded.

He sighed then headed for the door.

"Love you guys." I said, waving at the other four boys and then grabbing Olivia's arm and walked out the door.

Megan's P.O.V.

Tonight was horrible. I feel like dying. I shouldn't have brought Olivia back. I knew this would happen. Why do I keep saying this to myself? Because it is true? Of course it is.

First stop was Olivia's house. When we got there, she hopped out and then nothing. Just the noises of her gentle footsteps on the pavement. Once she walked in, off we went. Harry looked pissed, but he seemed to have something mixed in with it... Sadness? I couldn't tell. Usually I can read him like I read Cammy. Easily, quick, precise. I don't know why it is like this. Something is wrong here and we need to fix this. Fast. 

The last few minutes were the worst. No awkwardness, but completely awkward. Like, it felt awkward, but didn't seem awkward. Harry was relaxed with one arm on the door(the window is open), and the other arm laying on his leg, but propped up so he can steer. He looks.. Fine. Like nothing happened at all. Except the look on his face, still completely pissed and something else. And Cammy. She is just doing the usual. Sleeping. This day has been long. Very long. Although, it is 3 o` clock in the morning! Why did we even attempt to stay up this late? 

Finally, we were at our house. I patted Cammy's leg and she lifted her head. Slowly. Off of the window.

"We're..here." Harry said hesitantly.

As much as it killed me to do, I got out of his car without a hug or kiss. Or even a single look back. With Cammy behind me, that's all I needed. Cammy. I needed for us to fix this. Yes, I was completely and totally engaged in anger with her, but we should work this out. Unresolved problems just make things worse.


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