After my freezing cold shower I then got dressed, dried my hair and pulled on some knee length matching socks with the blue of the dress. I then grabbed all my business studies work, not looking forward to doing it but knowing I had to. I then left the room, muttering at myself in annoyance feeling in a really foul mood now this morning.
As I made my way towards the staircase I heard someone wolf whistle behind me. Not feeling in the mood for this today I snapped "shut it Louis!" guessing it was him.
"Oooo is someone grumpy" he continued to tease, and I heard him walking down the stairs behind me.
"Go away" I muttered, trying not to drop anything as I felt myself getting even more annoyed.
Louis chuckled behind me, and I tried to ignore the impulse to snap at him again, but being very aggravated with myself, and just concealing a lot of anger I couldn't. "Just leave me alone!" I snapped at him.
"Alright, alright keep your hair on" he defended himself and as I looked round at him and he put his hands in a surrender.
"My hair is firmly attached to my head thanks" I replied grumpily as we got to the bottom of the stairs and went through to the kitchen.
Harry was busy buttering a stack of toast, Niall was stuffing his face with cereal and Zayn was sitting with his feet up on the table, day dreaming. Liam was no where to be seen but I felt that was a good thing. I think if I saw him I might just break down to be honest.
"Good morning" Niall said to me, as I dumped my work down onto the table with a loud thump making Zayn snap back into reality.
"Bad morning" I replied slumping down onto the table my arms crossed my chin resting on top of my books.
"Aww why's that?" asked Louis, and he ruffled my hair before he sat down.
I flattened my hair down irritably snapping "none of your business."
"Wooo" Louis whistled lowly "cool it girl."
"No, I will not cool it" I argued back, standing up now, and stealing some toast from Harry.
"Oi!" he cried, smacking my hand playfully, but I took the toast anyway. He glared at me and I just glared back, sitting back down to eat my toast.
I noticed Zayn was fixing me with an almost calculating look. I looked back at him wondering what he had wanted earlier when he'd burst into my room. He sighed, and I looked away again feeling particularly aware that Harry was watching Zayn with a frown on his face.
I busied myself with stuffing toast in my mouth as Harry sat down, looking at me across the table as he ate his own toast. It was annoying me how he was just watching me as though about to say something.
I swallowed my last mouth full of toast and snapped at him "what?"
He looked away, saying "nothing. It's just you look a bit..." He broke off stealing a look at me as though searching for the right word.
"A bit what?" I questioned aggravated.
"Er, angry" he replied.
I didn't say anything, crossing my arms, feeling aggravation flood through my veins. Harry was still looking at me and so were the others, and it was making me feel like I was being surveyed or something.
"Are you okay?" asked Harry, and he looked a little worried.
"Just fine" I snapped back, and it sounded a little sarcastic.
He cocked an eyebrow at me, and questioned "you sure?"
I nodded and Louis then joined in with questioning me saying "you don't look fine, what's the matter?"
"Nothing" I snapped, standing up and turning away from them feeling to pressurised by them all staring at me like they were.
"Annie" Niall's soft voice said, and I heard him standing up, coming closer. His voice was actually calming and I turned my head slightly to look up at him.
"Are you alright?" he asked, and this time his question didn't make me even more angry.
I nodded but then changed my mind half way through muttering "I think so."
He nodded, then sat back down again not asking me again. I just stood there for a moment, trying to calm myself down. I then turned back around sat down again, looking round at them all.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be horrible" I apologized, realising that my mood towards them wasn't very nice right now when they hadn't done anything.
"It's okay squiggle bum bum" Louis replied, winking at me.
I sighed, ignoring him and looking at Harry who fixed me with a concerned look. "Really I'm fine Harry" I lied to him, and he finally backed down.
"Okay, so what you doing today?" he questioned pointing towards my business studies work.
"Business studies stuff" I replied, glaring at the books.
Harry sniggered and I shot him a glare. "Bad luck" he replied.
I just rolled my eyes then asked "why'd you ask anyway?"
"I was just wondering. Me and the boys are doing band practise" he answered.
I nodded. "Okay." I wondered how that would effect me.
"I was just thinking maybe you wanted to listen in again" he told me.
"Oh, well, I have work to do sorry" I replied "thanks anyway."
He smiled. "It's okay."
I smiled back, feeling in a better mood now and really wishing I hadn't snapped at them all like I had before. I heard footsteps behind me, and fearing who it was, suddenly got up from my seat. The others looked at me strangely and to mask my sudden movement I walked over to the kitchen counter getting a drink.
Liam came into the kitchen his eyes landing on me first, but then hastily looking away as he shuffled to the table and dropped down into the seat. It was as though a knot had tied itself inside of me, one making me tense up and remember more clearly what had happened this morning. This only made me feel angrier again but I tried to cool myself down, drinking water slowly as I looked over at the boys who were now having a discussion over what songs they needed to practise.
I felt a little excluded, just watching them leaning on the counter. Suddenly Zayn looked up at me, and I looked back. He seemed to be trying to communicate with me somehow by his face but I didn't understand what. I raised an eyebrow at him mouthing "I don't understand."
He just sighed again going back to the boys conversation before any of them noticed his diverted attention. I stood there wondering what it was Zayn needed to tell me, but sighed thinking it was probably either about Perrie, or Liam considering Liam had told him he liked me. I'd just have to wait and see.
I sighed, not wanting to think of Liam too much right now in case I became to overloaded with thoughts about him that I was trying to keep at bay. It was painful to do that but I felt like I had to so I didn't start screaming or on the other hand start crying my eyes out.
I put down the empty glass, sitting back down again and trying not to attract the attention back to myself but that didn't work. They were all looking at me again with the same sorts of expressions of concern.
"Your bleeding" Niall finally hastened to tell me, and he pointed to my hand. I looked down, seeing blood coming from a cut I didn't even know how I'd gotten, staring at it in confusion.
"How'd you do that?" Liam questioned, and he was reaching out for me. I hastily moved my hand from the table, looking at it more closely.
"I don't know" I replied truthfully, just looking at it.
"Here" Niall said and he passed me a tissue, which I used to blot up the blood. They were all still staring at me as though it was more serious.
"I'm fine" I told them "it's just a little cut."
"But how did you even do it?" asked Liam and he sounded very concerned.
I shrugged. "I told you, I don't know."
"But you didn't have it a moment ago" he continued to say, looking far more concerned than anyone else, and probably more than someone would be over a cut the size on my hand.
I nodded. "Then how did it suddenly just appear?" he questioned.
I shrugged again, feeling a little annoyed at his tone of voice and how he was being just a little over the top with caring about it. He was about to say something else but I talked over him "it's okay Liam, just calm down."
"No" he replied, and he was looking suddenly annoyed but concerned at the same time. "You did that to yourself didn't you?"
I shook my head getting a little more stern as I told him again "I don't know how I did it."
"Well-" he started off again but I stopped him feeling a surge of annoyance.
"Stop it Liam" I snapped at him, and he closed his mouth again. "I'm fine" I told him, getting up an stepping back as they all looked up at me. "I'm fine" I repeated, and then turned from the room without actually knowing why. It was basically because I was getting angry again and I didn't want to say anything I would regret in front of everyone.
I don't know how I'd got the cut, I just presumed it was from something I leant on, on the counter but I wasn't completely sure. I hadn't even felt it hurting until Niall told me.
I sighed, rubbing my tired eyes as I went up the stairs. I just needed to get away from them all and their staring eyes. It was annoying me even more all their pointed stares when I wasn't feeling exactly tip top considering all the thoughts flushing through my mind about Liam and the rules.
I opened my bedroom door, sighing as I stepped through and shut it behind me. I was about to walk to my bed, when a draft of cold air hit me in the face and I turned to see the balcony doors wide open and in the door way the face of the boy I really didn't want to see ever again in my life.
At first I was frozen just staring at him, not quiet believing my eyes, but then he gave me his usual flirtatious grin saying "found you."