I Don't Have To Change {1D}

Is it okay to change who you are for the one you love?
This is what Andy do. She is changing herself, with the help of her best friend Danielle.
But what happens, when the one you wanted back, gets back, but you end up Falling for someone else?

This is a story about Angela True, who goes to college in London, together with her always busy friends – Danielle Peazer. She ends up changing her life, when her boyfriend Enquel breaks up with her. But was it for her better of for the worse?


13. Chapter 13

: The first thing I feel is the sun on my eyelids, and even with my eyes closed, I feel like I a going blind, the second I feel is my head. It is beating like there is no tomorrow, and I let out a grunt. Did I drink that much yesterday? I don’t remember I drank that much, but then again I don’t remember the last of last night. How did I even come home? I feel around me, just to be sure, that I am in my own bed, without opening my arms. I am laying in a double bed alone, which was good. I feel to my other side, and I can feel a table, which also is familiar, when it’s the one in our new flat.

“Babe?!” I try to yell, but my voice is hoarse, and I quickly whine, that my voice sound really loud, and just make my head feel much worse. Humph. I slowly open my eyes, and whine again when the sun blinds me full on for some seconds, before I can focus.
When I finally do, I nearly get a heart attack. On a chair besides the bed is Enquel sitting, his hands folded, and are looking straight at me.

“Morning, why didn’t you respond?” I ask my voice still hoarse, something tells me that it is going to be that for a while. Enquel doesn’t answer me, instead he keep starring at me until I snap: “What?!”
I slowly sit up in the bed, and pull the duvet around me. I can feel my eyes water for the strong light.
As I glance over at the nightstand to look after my mobile, to see what the time is, I can see that there are a glass of water and two Advil. I look back at Enquel, but he sits still and stare at me still. I sight, and take the Advills.

“So, what’s up?” I ask, and look at him.
It takes some time for him to answer me, and I actually think that he isn’t going to, but the he prove me wrong.
“What happened last night?” He asks me at least, but his posture hasn’t changed.
“What do you mean?” I ask hi confused.
“You know what I mean. You were hanging all over Justin Bieber yesterday,” he say a little angry this time. I was? I don’t remember.
“Yes you were,” well didn’t think I was saying that out loud.
“Well sorry, if I did that, I don’t remember,” I say. He sigh, and I think that this is the end of the conversation.
I raise from the warm bed, and make my way to the bathroom, to brush my teeth. My mouth feel disgusting after all the drinks.

As I stand with the toothbrush in my mouth, I can see Enquel stands in the doorway to the bathroom, and stare at me again. I shake my head a little, and focus on brushing.
“Do you still have feelings for him?” Enquel finally asks. I almost choke in the toothpaste.
“What?!” I say and turn around, abandoning the toothbrush in the sink.
“Do you?” He asks again. I can’t believe my own ears.
“No! Why would you think that?!” I ask a little angry. Why would he think that I had feelings for Justin? Haven’t seen or heard from him in 3 years. I have moved on.
“Did you really just ask that? How can I not think any different?! You were all over him yesterday. Dancing, whispering and sharing old memories all night!” This time Enquel sounds more angry.
“I can’t believe you would think that?! Why would I be with you if I had? And even move in with you?!” I can feel my own temper grow.

“You think just because of that, that you can’t have any other feeling towards Justin Bieber? I saw the way that you looked at him, the whole evening!” Enquel say raising his voice and clench his fist a little. 
“And how did I look at him?” I ask a little more calm, I don’t want to fight him, not when we only have been living together for two days, then what would the rest our living together not turn out?

“Longingly! You looked like you missed him!” This time he sounds hurt, and I can’t blame him, if that was what he thought I was feeling.
“He was my first boyfriend for Gods sake! Do you except me not to feel a thing?”
“YES! He is you ex-boyfriend you shouldn’t be feeling anything towards him! That's why it is called an ex!”
“Damn it! I thought that I was supposed to live my life with him, that he was my one and only! I was a naive kid back then, and thought that he was my true love! How do you expect me to look at him? With total hatred?” I was furious.
“I can’t hate him! It was a mutual break up. It took me a whole year to forget about him, feelings like that don’t just disappear!”

“Of course they are! I don’t love any of my ex-girlfriends, or have feelings for them! So why should you?!” He begin to move towards me, so that he stands right in front of me.
As I was about to answer him back with another fury, I decided against it.
“I am not having this conversation anymore,” I say as I walk past him, and into the bedroom once again, to change my cloth.
“We are so having this conversation! I am not going to be in a relationship where MY girlfriend have feelings for somebody else!” He yell as he makes his way into the bedroom.

I stand with one leg in my sweatpants as I look over my shoulder. I can’t believe him.
“I don't have feelings for him! Why can’t you drop it?!” I yell. I get my sweats on, and throw his blouse at him, as I take a tank top to wear.
“Why I can’t drop it? There is nothing to drop until you tell me you have feelings for him, so we can work this out!”
“You are not going to drop it, you say?” I look at him with a lifted eyebrow.

“Then I am gone until you drop it,” I say as I make my way out of the room.
“WHAT?!” He yells, “You are not going to leave in the middle of an argument Angela!”
I walk over to the front door, and slip on some flip flops, and take my purse from the table, which have my car keys, wallet and etc.
I look back at him, as he stands there red in the head of temper.
“Watch me,” I say as I turn the doorknob, and walk out, slamming the door behind me. I begin to run down the stairs, when the building doesn’t have a elevator.
I can hear the door open behind me again, “ANGELA get your ass back here!” I head Enquel yell as he run after me.
I make it to my car as he make it outside, “WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU ARE GOING?!” He yells after me. I take one look at him, and drive out of the parking space. I am not going to cry.

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