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~Liam~

"Does it look better this way?" I asked, ruffling my hair a little as I looked into the mirror "..or this way?"

"I have a suggestion." Louis said irritatedly "go bald. Go bald and spare us this torture. Seriously, Liam, you've done and re-done your hair at least twenty times in the past hour. You're going to be late. We're gonna be late."

"Relax, will you Lou?" I snickered "I'll get you there in time for your girlfriend's party."

At first I'd thought he was joking when he had casually declared last night over dinner that him and Alexa were seeing each other.

It was only when I'd called Alexa and had heard her curse Lou for telling me when she'd meant to do it at the party later, that I believed him.

Unexpected wouldn't be the word. If the possibilties of them dating were compared with the possibilities of having another World War, the latter would've won. Easily.

"What she saw in you, is beyond me." I said, spraying some cologne.

"Irresistible charm and aphrodisiacal looks, that's what." he said haughtily

"Afro what? Okay, those are two very big words coming out of your mouth, mate. Hanging out with Harry, I see?" I teased

"It's just that, Lex's a big sucker for good english." he explained "And I'm willing to try."

"Whipped, is the word." I said, ruffling my hair a bit more.

If I set it with hair gel, it'll look too sleek. If I let it be messy, it will be.. well, too messy..

"You suck." he said as I felt him kick the back of my leg "and touch your hair one more time and I'll make sure you don't have any left tomorrow."

"Okay, okay. Sorry." I muttered "seriously though, why are you waiting for me? Bum a ride off of Zayn and the others. I told you I have to pick up Anna."

"So? It's not like your car can't hold more than two persons." he said, as I heard him sniff something "mm..your cologne has got a nice smell to it." I could practically hear the smile in his voice "Something extra special gonna happen today?"

I turned around and shot him a look of warning "Lou.."

He snickered, holding him arms up in mock surrender "Okay, okay. Apologies." he said, sounding just the opposite and I rolled my eyes at him. He grabbed his phone off the bed and began typing away at it rapidly

"At least being with Lex has had your English improving." I said

"Oh please, my English isn't bad. Infact, it never was too bad. Kritika said this herself."

"Hold up. Where does she come into this?"

"Any person in favour of my argument is absolutely welcome." he said snottily "she said my English is impeccable. She is what I would call, a true friend."

"You know true friends aren't supposed to lie to each other." I snickered and he snorted in return

"You are what I would call, jealous. She's quite a grammar Nazi herself, so her saying it is enough for me. You know that. And I guess.." he paused "..you could say that she's growing to me."

"On." I corrected

"What?"

"Growing on. Not at. Looks like your grammar isn't as.. impeccable as you thought."

Truth was, she was growing on all of us. Funny how you meet someone in an instant and suddenly they become a huge part of your life.

"Same thing." he muttered

"Right." I snorted "And what? No wifey anymore?" I joked

There was a short pause "Liam?"

"Yeah?

Another pause "You do realize that was a joke, right?"

"Never could've guessed." I said dryly. Just didn't know you thought that though "Anyway, black or white?" I asked holding up my shoes in both my hands.

"Black."

"Black?" I repeated, frowning "but don't you think white would look--"

"You're turning into a woman." he said flatly "you know what, wear one black and one white, I don't care. Now.. I'll have to bid you adieu, my friend. See you at the party." he said, slamming the door behind him not waiting for a reply.

"Bye, Lou." I said, right before the door shut. I winced at the loud bang and fixed my hair one last time before surging down on the bed.

I felt my gaze travelling repeatedly towards my phone lying upside down on the bed. I felt like if I'd stare at it hard enough, I'll hear it ring.

To my utter surprise, it did. I picked it up and brought it to my ear quickly.

"Hello?"

"Hi." A bright voice answered "I'm calling you from Pioneer's Insurance company. Would you like to buy a--"

I disconnected the call and threw my phone back to the bed in frustration.

Why was I disappointed? Who was I expecting to get a call from, so desperately. I knew the answer to that almost immediately

Why hasn't she called, yet?

Granted, our conversation had ended pretty abruptly last night, I expected to get at least a little something from her for today.

I sighed, grabbing my white shoes and pulling them on. Not even a text message? I had expected her to serenade me with a dozen messages by now, each containing another dozen of her silly Bollywood references.

I couldn't help but chuckle to myself at that. My smile soon faded as I started fastening my shoelaces.

Why did her word matter so much? Why was I so eagerly waiting for her to send messages, voice notes, anything?

And why was I so dissapointed when I didn't get any?

I shook my head, getting up from the bed. It's fine. It's fine if she didn't wish me luck or anything. She must be busy somewhere else. Bet she will be the first one to congratulate us later.

Congratulate? Bet she'll faint of happiness.

I looked at the mirror one last time, before grabbing my car keys and heading out.

The ride to Anna's house was shorter than expected. Surprisingly, there was hardly any traffic on the roads and despite it having snowed the previous night, the air felt almost... pleasant.

"Looks like the universe is conspiring in my favor now." I muttered to myself before letting out a loud laugh "that sounded so absurd coming out of my mouth."

I could very easily imagine one person saying that though. Sighing dreamily with a huge grin planted on her face as she said that.

I felt the corners of my mouth turning at that. She was crazy.

"Crazy and stupid." I chortled "..and now I'm talking to myself, wow. I really am going crazy."

Killing the engine, I sighed rubbing my face. I found myself again looking at the phone on the passengers side.

"Stop." I groaned, slapping my cheek a few times.

Wow, I really am going mad.

I closed my eyes. Focus.. focus.

Today is your day. Today is the day youre going to tell Anna what you feel for her. What you've felt for all these years.

Its finally happening, what you've wanted. Anna's finally going to be yours.

I opened my eyes, determination flooding through me as I opened the door and got out, not forgetting to take my phone with me.

I let my eyes waiver around the decorated neighbourhood. It was late in the afternoon, so there were kids running around their chattering ringing through the streets.

There she is..

She stood with her back turned to me, right across the street. She appeared to be waiting for someone and It took a while for me to realise that that someone was me.

I knew just what I had to do. I pressed a few buttons, dialling her number.But just before I could press call, my phone dinged with a new message.

It was the sender that had my heart racing.

Just go for it.

There were only four words, bare of any emoticons or punctuations which was very rare for her.

But they sent a new surge of confidence course through me as I finally pressed call and brought the phone to my ear.

"Hello?"

~Kritika~

I sighed, placing my phone back on my bedside drawer.

Just go for it.

I knew he was waiting for my message. Afterall, I was the one who was most excited about the possibility of this relationship. I would be the happiest person if they did get together.

But am I happy?

"Do you seriously wanna lie on the bed and be a vegetable all day just one day before Christmas eve?" Stacey asked me again "Seriously?"

"I don't feel really good." I lied, ducking under the duvet "you go ahead and enjoy..."

"Enjoy? Enjoy?" "You know, there's going to be a huge Christmas tree at the complex. I've heard that it's almost three stories tall." she tried again "Plus, I've also heard there's gonna be a this huge exhibit thing which is gonna have every type of chocolate in the world. Are you sure you still don't wanna come?"

At that precise moment, my aunt entered the room with a concerned expression. She touched my forehead and then neck "She doesn't have fever, then what's the matter?"

"It's the weather, aunty." I said "I'll be fine tomorrow."

"Aunty?" she repeated looking surprised "something's definitely wrong with her. She's not called me aunty since what, 2002. I'm staying back to look after you."

"No no." I shook my head "please don't. I'm not a kid, guys." I then turned to my aunr "I can take care of my selves. Trust me, aunt-- err..CJ."

"That's better." she winked "but something is certainly wrong with you." she frowned slightly, her hand again touching my temple. I sighed, gently prying her hand from my head

"I'm not ill, CJ." I reassured "I'm just.. sick..?"

Of life

It took quiet a bit of convincing and reassuring on my part before they finally left. Okay, scratch that. I all but threw them out of the house.

I waved at them as the car drove by, and closed the door sighing. I stood for a bit with my back against the door, gazing upwards.

There were no tears. Heck, I hadn't shed a single one since last night. Afterall, what was there to cry about?

I just felt utterly stupid and ridiculed by everything. I knew he liked Anna. And I knew Anna liked him back. But my stupid heart didn't, I guess.

"It's just a stupid crush" I muttered to myself "it'll fade with time." I nodded to myself.

Besides, hadn't I been the one who'd lectured him about true love and how I didn't believe that the words love and like were ever on the same page? Hadn't I also said that I was too scared to take the chance myself?

Hypocrite.

I sighed, walking away from the door and crashed onto the living room sofa. Crashed quite literally, because I ended up hitting my head on it in the process.

Guess that hit would bring you back to your senses, my sub conscience said.

I hissed, rubbing the back of my head sitting up. After a failed attempt at watching some tv, I decided to kill time by tidying up the house. The kitchen, in particular there were a few bags of groceries lying on the kitchen counter.

Pushing my sleeves back, I got to work. I began to place the various packets and to their respective shelves. As I opened the fridge to put the bag of vegetables in, my eyes landed on the bowl of unfinished chocolate mousse. Or rather, untouched.

Stacey had been beyond horrified when I'd refused to eat any of it yesterday.

Who are you and what have you done to her, she'd said.

Her inner sherlock had definitely been awakened as that got her convinced that something was definitely wrong.

It's good that I was alone now, I needed time to think. Or rather not think.

The more I stared at the chocolate mousse, the more I was reminded of last night and his words. I shut the fridge with a frustrated sigh.

I shouldn't let this get to me so much. A silly crush, is what it is. Like that time when Stacey had a crush on Bradley Cooper.

Only this wasnt Bradley Cooper.

At that moment, I heard the doorbell ring causing me to pause in surprise. Stacey and the others weren't coming back until later in the evening.

Then who was at the door?

As I made my way out of the kitchen, I felt my heart thud rapidly in my chest. I felt an unexpected surge of excitement course through me as I threw it open.

The smile on my face faded as I saw who it was. Or rather, who it wasn't. My dissapointment was quickly replaced by surprise.

"Ricky?"

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I won't torture you people :* Next update tomorrow

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