"Test number 12..." I spoke to myself before I took a bite from a cupcake that I was hoping to see in my bakery. The bakery is a work-in-progress itself, but there is nothing wrong with trying to come up with new things so that people would continue to come back for more. This is my twelfth try getting this cupcake to be perfect, but it's still not perfect!

I groaned and tossed the cupcake into the trash. I looked at the batch that it came from and I frowned at the sight. I picked it up and I threw away each failed creation. I then groaned out of frustration and put my head down.

"He's now growing upset over his cupcakes," I heard someone say and I popped my head up to see my mum on the phone. I have been staying with her for the week since Main Event was too far from my current home (apartment). I live about 30 minutes away from the place, so I just crashed at my mother's so that this drive would be a little less straining.

"Who are you even talking to?" I asked and all that she does is shake her head. Even though that doesn't tell me anything, I decided to not pry. She says a quick goodbye to the stranger before fully putting her attention on me. I just looked in the trash can and I then looked at my mom. "None of those were good mom. I need them to be perfect..." "Do they really need to be perfect?" She asked and I nodded my head. "I can't risk failing something like this. It's my own business... and what if they end up hating it?" "Well that's their loss sweetie. I'm sure that those cupcakes are completely fine," she says and walked to the island to take a seat.

"Aren't you going to this lock in anyway? You need to get ready. The cupcakes can wait," she tells me and I look at her. "But... what if they're there?" "Then you should talk. It wasn't just your own selves that you needed to work on. You five needed to work on each other as well. Try and see where things went wrong." "I want them to be proud of what they see mum! Wouldn't pursuing your own business be pretty impressive?" "I think they would be more proud of your attempts to do so. They would be moved to hear that you are making something out of your desires. I know I am," she says.

I smiled at her and I thanked her. "Now I need you to go and get ready okay? I'll clean up here, okay?" "I guess I will... I'll be back to help out though." "Nonsense. When you are done, I want you to make your way over there," she tells me and stands up from her seat. She left me with no room to argue with her either. She was already shoving me out of the room, so I sighed and started to make my way to my room.

Let's see how this goes...

"Oh my freaking god... how do I even look?" I asked my friends as we were sitting in a booth together. "Niall... you aren't going on a date with them. You are just going to possibly see them," Gabe says and I looked at him. "But I still need them to want me. No matter what stage you're in, having them stare at you is a pleasant feeling," I tell him and he rolled his eyes. "Should I have dyed my hair again?" "No darling. Brown looks good on you. Your outfit is amazing. You are being you and that is perfect enough," Sarah reassured and I looked at my outfit of choice.

"I guess you aren't wrong about that..." "I'm not, so please stop worrying and just enjoy yourself, yeah?" She suggested and I nodded my head, taking a deep breath. "Okay... do you want me to get the first round of shots?" Gabe asked and I nodded my head. "Crown apple please," I tell him and Sarah wanted the same thing, so he was off to get the round.

"It's just... it's been a while and we left in an awkward situation. We always thought that we were going to marry each other one day." "And a part of me thinks that it could still happen at its own time, but that's all that you guys need. Time. I mean y'all were separated, but Louis still invited you guys to his mum's funeral." "Yeah... we weren't a bad breakup Sarah. It was mutual." "Then there is a chance for there to be a mutual reconciliation." I just sighed and Gabe was finally back with the shots. We tapped them on the table and took them fast.

"Is that Mr. Niall Horan?" I turned my head a little quick and I was ready to see my exes within shot, but I was quickly disappointed when I saw that it was no one else other than Nick fucking Grimshaw. I frowned and stood up. "I'm going to get the second round," I tell my friends and started to make my way to the bar.

"Oh come on! We can be civil. Friends even." "Friends?" I asked and turned as I was in front of the bar. "Well we have a lot in common. We both threw away that tall douch-" "If you are talking about Harry, then hold your breath please. You will be doing the both of us a favor," I tell him and turn to order the shots.

"Is it not true though?" "It's not true. I didn't throw anything away. I would never dream of throwing any of them away. Thank you. It was mutual. Meanwhile, you harmed him. You hurt him in ways that are so shocking. You did that. I didn't. I cared for him and loved him. I still care for him and I still love him. Can I say the same for you? Is Harry talking about you still? Is he still thinking about you?" "And you really think that he's doing that for you? His posts are just words. They don't mean anything." "Keep telling yourself that darling~" "I'll tell the same to yo-" "Hey... everything good?"

I turned quick and my fucking jaw fucking dropped.

HOLY. FUCKING. SHIT!

MY SEXY ASS HARRY?!?

"Holy fuck..." I spoke and blinked. "Are the two of you friends now or... are you um... I mean... I'd like to think not, but if you ar-" "No! Oh fuck no! I'd rather fucking die! Ew! Even being friends is revolting. Especially with knowing what he did to you..." I spoke the last part shyly, but Harry was happy with that alone. He smiled a little and nodded his head before looking at the bar. "What are you getting?" He asked. "Um... crown apple." "Okay. I'll have a shot too please," he tells the bartender and completely ignores Nick in the process. (Which Nick was too busy gawking at Harry to even notice it.) The bartender gave us the shots and we made our way to my friends.

"Holy fuck!" "That's what I said..." I whispered to myself as Sarah got out of the booth to hug my ex.

And that was when the others decided to join and fucking kill my ass...

MY UNHOLY ASS LOUIS

MY FUCKING GREEK GOD ZAYN

AND MY FUCKING DADDY LIAM

"Hey..." Louis said first and after I recovered from an internal heart attack, I spoke back. "Hi." Is all that I said before going back to my internal heart attack. "It's been so long and my god have you guys gotten hotter! No offense Gabe," Sarah says cheerfully and hugs them again. "Yeah...um... how's Rose?" Liam asked and I know that they are starting to feel uncomfortable. They probably think that talking to them is overbearing for us. "She's doing great. She's already speaking and she's been shouting sista at me. Guess she wants another." "Oh... that's nice," Zayn says and nods his head.

"You can talk to them. I really don't mind. We're cool too anyways, so... yeah," I tell them finally and they each look at me. They then looked at Sarah who was still talking to them. "We can sit over here and catch up on things!" She chirps and we are then moving to a cocktail table. I sat across from them and I was so freaking shy to even say shit.

"Talk! It's a reunion after all!" Gabe exclaimed and I jumped a little.

I then looked at them and looked at their exposed skin. "I see that you have lesser tattoos?" "Yeah..." the four respond in unison. "Wanted to start off fresh," Harry then adds and the other three bob their heads in agreement. "But you kept some?" "No. All of the previous ones were all removed. Just got these... a few years ago I think," he answers. "Same." "The three say together. "Oh..." "Your's still on me," Louis stated quickly. "I um... worded that wrong yeah..." Harry tells me and I see him turn his head and there was indeed a four leaf clover tattoo still behind the same ear.

"I think he means the more toxic tattoos are gone, right?" Sarah asked and they nodded their heads. "Oh... that's good. Um... your hair is different from last time?" "Yeah... wanted to stop a few things and dyed hair was one of them," Liam says and I smiled a little. "Then there were piercings," Louis says and then Harry said, "I'm seeking a therapist rather than write everything down. It didn't work after the um... split."

"I'm just taking a break with the dye. Stopped doing blonde last week," Zayn informed me and I hummed. "Well... you look um... handsome," I tell them honestly and they each thanked me quietly. "Okay... want another shot to ease off some more?" Gabe asked, getting up. "I'll come with!" "No! We're... good," I sighed and watched my friends go to the bar together.

"Well if it isn't Niall, Louis, Liam, Zayn, and Harry! It's been a while, yeah?" A manager spoke and walked up to our table. "I guess so, yeah." "I must say... y'all seem more grown now. You know... the supervisor position is still open for you guys." "Thanks, really. I'll keep in mind for now, but I am not ready to do that yet," Liam answers first. "As long as you guys think about it. Now any updates between you guys? Living together?" Not together... I wanted to tell him, but it was already awkward. "Always thought that you guys would be on the verge of marriage after y'all graduated, but nothing came about," he tells us and that was when I cleared my throat.

"We aren't...um... together anymore," I tell him finally and he was shocked. "Really? Damn... mutual yeah? Otherwise y'all wouldn't be sitting together?" "Yeah... mutual," Louis says. "Ah. Well hopefully each of you finds your happiness. Maybe rekindle after spending some quality time together. Y'all were perfect for each other. All you can do is hold onto hope I guess," he said and I nodded my head quietly.

Gabe brings the shots and I quickly take it before standing up, feeling myself get a little dizzy. "I wanna bowl," I tell them and dismiss the manager mentally and they followed me to the bowl desk (my exes being like 10 steps behind me.)

It was a long night indeed. Sarah begged for us to talk more and we did. Harry talked about my brown hair and he even complimented it and it made me scream on the inside. Louis complimented my outfit and I screamed even louder on the inside. We then talked about our careers and I was heavily impressed with each of them. Especially Harry who is trying to make something out of his own desires!

Harry did beat us in bowling and we had to take a shot of the worst liquor, and that made me sick. It did make me a little drunk though. I am a laugher when I'm drunk, so there was nothing that I had to worry about. Now after we ate, I was very sleepy. I did not want to bowl anymore. Sarah moved me so that I was resting in High dining booths. Because it was closer for me to run to the bathrooms in case if I needed it. While I was by myself though, I felt myself tear up...

I was crying, thinking of the ones that I stepped away from....

"Why are you crying?"

I looked up and saw Zayn standing above me. "Um..." "You don't need to tell me. Do you want me to be here?"

"Yes... please."

"Okay babe."
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