CHAPTER 42

ANGIE'S POV

So apparently Harry is stuck in an elevator with Louis and can't pick me up at school, which is kind of a relief because he would just make everyone freak out again. I don't think that I can take all of the attention he brings to me! I mean all day people have been asking me to hangout or for his phone number. It seems like people that I've never even talked to before suddenly want to be my best friend just because I know one direction.

I wheeled myself out of school planning to wheel myself the entire way home but was stopped to see a limo. I prayed that it wasn't the rest of the boys, but with my luck, it was. A bodyguard led Niall through the crowd to me. He leaned down and kissed me on the cheek. I could hear the gasps of people who know I'm dating Harry and I could feel the lights flash on me as my picture was being taken with Niall lips on my cheek. What is he doing? He's not dating me, and I surely don't want his lips near me. I pushed him back because he wasn't pulling away anytime soon and said, "Niall, what the hell?"

"I couldn't resist you any longer babe." He said loudly enough for everyone to hear. By now there were paparazzi that were videoing this.

"I'm with Harry and I'm happily in love with him. You have to accept that." I said just as loud.

Before he could respond, Liam came running to us. He got behind my wheelchair without saying anything and helped me into the limo. I sat in a seat in between Liam and Zayn, and waited to hear Niall being yelled at. "Niall what were you thinking?" Liam asked surprisingly calmly.

"I wasn't thinking. I am sorry Angie, it won't happen again." He mumbled.

"Well dude, if it happened once, you probably won't be able to control it again. Do you still have feelings for her?" Zayn asked.

Niall didn't respond to Zayn, instead he picked up his phone and called someone.

"Harry?" We heard Niall say.

"Yeah we picked her up and I kissed her cheek in front of cameras. Don't freak out, she pushed me away and said that she was happily in love with you. I really am sorry bro." Niall sounded upset.

"I'm sorry Harry."

"Okay, bye."

He put his phone back into his pocket and threw his hands to his face. I kind of felt bad for him, but more importantly, I felt bad for Harry and I. This will do wonders for our relationship. I'm sure the paparazzi will come up with there own little story to mess things up for me.

My phone then vibrated revealing that I had a text from Harry.

"Are you okay my love? I hope that this won't affect us. I love you forever and always. xxxxxStyles, Harry"

"It meant nothing to me. I wish that he hadn't done that. I love you too babe. xx Angie"

"I'll see you when I get out of this elevator!! Ahh! Oh yeah, and Louis said he's in love with someone but then later said he was lying... I know that you two are close, so I was wondering if you knew anything about that? XXXStyles"

"No sorry!! xx Angie"

"I'll figure it out. Text ya later! Love youuuu! XxXxX Harrrrrry"

"6 r's? Figures! :) Love you too! xx Angie"

I put my phone back into my pocket and looked up at the boys. I could see Niall typing away on his phone, wonder who that's to... Then I felt my phone vibrate. Oh god, I had a text, and tweet from Niall. I decided to check the tweet first. This was my first tweet since I changed my twitter name to "@HarryStylesGirl".

"@NiallOfficial- Really sorry to everyone that was offended that I kissed @HarryStylesGirl today. Just to be clear, she and @Harry_Styles are together and in love. My mistake...Really sorry."

I stared down at my screen and a smile crept across my face. I'm not sure why, but it felt good to be happy. I glanced up and saw Niall staring at me. As soon as my eyes met his, his smile fell, and his eyes drifted away from mine. I decided that I would check the text I got from him now.

"I still love you."

No signature, or anything. Just those four words. I felt sick as guilt creeped up on me, and I didn't know how to respond. Therefore, I just put my phone back into my pocket. I wanted to be with Harry, right?

"We're here Angie." Liam said.

"Oh." I looked around the limo and noticed it was just me and Liam. Weird how everyone else had been able to get out of the limo without me noticing. I then realized that I had never really been with Liam alone, awkward!

"So Niall still loves you." He said it like it wasn't a question.

"Guess so." I almost laughed.

"I'm so sorry Angie." He looked serious.

"Why?" I asked even though I was just about positive he meant because two best friends both loved me.

"3 mature best friends shouldn't all love you. It's stressful I bet."

Wait a second, did he say 3? It's just Niall and Harry that love me. He is mistaken.

"You mean 2." I said hopefully.

"No, Harry, Niall, and Louis. That's 3." He said smiling.

"Louis is like my brother though." I laughed.

"I see the way he looks at you, I hear the things he says about you. It's much more than a friendship Angie." His smile had now faded.

"What do I do Liam?" I asked even though I knew he didn't have an answer. I mean, nobody has an answer, right? I should love Harry because he is my soul mate. He is my soul mate, I know that for a fact, but does that mean I can't love someone else? Can you end up happy without your soul mate? Are Louis and Niall supposed to come into my life for a reason, or is it just luck? What are the roles that all of these boys play in my life? Gosh, I have so many questions that I don't have the answers to.

"Harry's your soul mate, right?" Cool Liam, answer my question with a question. Thanks, that's really helpful!

I nodded my head, wanting him to continue.

"Then Louis and Niall shouldn't matter." He made it sound so easy and simple to not care about them.

"But they do." I mumbled looking at him.

"Who do you love?" He asked.

"I love all 3 of them." I said like it wasn't a big deal.

"You can love all 3, but you can't be in love with more than one of them." He said back.

"Harry." I said quickly.

"Good choice." He said while helping me out of the limo.

He pushed me all the way to his own apartment. "Why are we at your place?" I asked. The truth is, I've never been inside Liam or Zayn's apartments.

"Oh sorry! I'll bring you to Harry and Louis's. I think that they got home a few minutes ago." He said wheeling me towards there place.

When we got to the door, he just walked right in. I wonder why Harry and Lou didn't lock there place. They must have known that I was coming or something.

"Angie!" Louis screamed as he came running at me.

I looked back at Liam and he just gave me a 'Told you so' look, then walked out.

"Louis!" I tried to match his high tone.

"I missed you. Never go to school again!" He said softly as he picked me up out of my wheelchair and set me down gently on the couch next to him.

"Deal." I had had such a bad day that I don't think I could ever go back.

"Are you sure love?" He sounded serious as he looked into my eyes so carefully.

"Positive." I said pulling a blanket over me.

"Cold?" He asked now sounding giddy.

"Not anymore!" I said pointing at the blanket. "Where's Harry?" I asked realizing that he wasn't there.

"He's showering. He said he felt really mucky after being in the elevator." Louis said.

"Lou, can I ask you something?" I asked in a serious voice.

"You just did!" He laughed.

"Lou, seriously." I saw his expression change and he now looked serious.

"Do you like me more than a friend?" I said staring right into his eyes.

He threw his head back and sighed. Then he covered his face with his hands like he didn't want me to see him. I felt really awkward because I've never seen Louis like this. He was acting so serious, like this was really important. Don't get me wrong, I was being really serious but Louis was acting like a completely different person.

"I'm sorry." He said looking at the ground.

"You can't control it Louis." I said not really knowing how to respond.

"I just, I love you so much." He said still not looking at me.

Just at that time Harry came into the room. "That's it, I've heard enough!" He yelled.

"Harry, I can explain!" Louis yelled.

"Save it." Harry said planting his feet by the door.

"I'm sorry Harry." I said softly.

"You did nothing wrong my love." He said to me.

"Take me with you." I said softly.

Harry walked over to me and put me into my wheelchair. He spun on his heal and pushed me out the door. Neither one of us said anything until we reached his car. "Where to?" He asked as he placed me carefully in the passengers seat. I shrugged my shoulders, and he nodded. I'm not quite sure what that means, but I trusted Harry.

He pulled out of the parking garage and drove into the streets. I could tell he was stressed, or maybe scared by the way that he held the steering wheel so tightly and how his eyes never left the road. After 30 minutes of driving in absolute silence, I had realized I had no idea where we were.

"Harry, where are we?" I asked breaking the precious silence.

"I don't know." He said finally looking at me.

"Are we lost?" I mumbled.

"As long as I'm with you, I'll never be lost Angie."