That night, I sat in my room scrolling through tumblr. "No playa boi...can win my loo-oove! It's sweet-ness that I'm thinkin of" my phone rang with the familiar Cher Lloyd ringtone. The caller ID read "Lilly". "'Ello?" I choked out.
"Hey. Don't try to hide it. I know why you left." She said frankly. "Umm what?" I was genuinely confused. "You were acting strangely when Sam mentioned Niall. I know you like him. In fact, you LOVE him." "How did you get all of that from me having to leave?" "I see that look in your eyes when you see or think about him. It's the way I feel when I look at Kyle. His green eyes....his...perfect hair...his-" "HELLO! YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT MY BEST FRIEND HERE! EW!" I snapped. "Oh. Right. Sorry...but seriously."
Then I came to the realization. "You didn't tell Sam did you?!?!"
"Lilly you've got to be kidding me!"
"Hehe...I gotta go..."
"I'm not done with y-" the line went dead. I was beyond furious. I was to the point that all I could do was sit there on my bed.