"You know," I eerily approached Harry, standing beside him as he stood at the sink, washing his hands. "You shoved my ice cream in my face and then walked off with the rest of it."

He gave a quick smug smile, nodding along in agreement. My eyes stayed wide as I stared up intently at him. "Where is my ice cream?" my voice was not too kind.

"I ate it." My mouth dropped wide open at his words. I had to wait all day before we could buy ice cream and he ate it? Just like that?

"Are you serious right now?" I was nearing the edge of tears. I wasn't over dramatic- I was just very passionate about frozen desserts. "I waited all day to be able to get some and I was really, really, really happy- ecstatic even- to have finally bought some. And I only got to eat a little bit of it before I was distracted! How do you even eat 2 ice cream cones so quickly? Your stomach must be the size of my entire freaking head- or maybe your head because your head is just absolutely humongous, I'll tell you that! Who does that? A walnut headed eggshell licking whale anus of a person does that! And that person is you! Ugh I could just go on for hours-"

"Baby." My face was held between his two wet hands. He hadn't dried them since he washed them, so my face was becoming slippery between his fingers. He leaned closer to my face, foreheads pressed together. "I put it in the freezer." With that he let go of my cheeks and walked away chuckling.

Leave it to Harry to let me waste all of that breath as I ramble passionately and irritatingly about a stupid ice cream cone. I hmphed to myself angrily, my arms crossing over my chest. I slowly made my way to the freezer and sure enough it was sitting right there.

Niall and Liam were already sitting on the couch, putting the batteries from the boxes into the toy guns. "You ready for this?" Zayn asked me as we both approached them simultaneously. I gave him a look of approval. I was born for these kinds of nights.

"I've been ready Zaynie Waynie." I mocked him happily, winking after I spoke. He chuckled lowly and nodded in agreement.

"Guess we're no longer partners then, huh?" he lifted his arm and slung it across my shoulders. I laughed and looked up at him again.

"Nope," I shook my head, "but we can still have like, a secret alliance, if you want." I suggested, slightly moving my hip to the side to booty bump him. He agreed and we both helped Niall and Liam prepare the bubble guns.

By the time we were finished up everyone in the house was crowded around us. We were just testing to make sure each gun worked. "Okay everyone has to find a partner." I explained loudly, still testing a gun.

Louis and Lara were side by side. Trevor and Sam locked hands. Harry and I made eye contact with a quick nod and Zayn asked Aurora if she wanted to be his partner because his old one had 'betrayed him and moved on'. I laughed at him comment and he smiled cheesily. Niall and Liam were of course partners, which left Marina by herself.

"Baby," Niall called out to her, being serious for once, and held out his hand for her. She looked at him once with a smirk, making him look back in confusion, his hand slowly letting down.

"I can take everyone down by myself." Marina confidently smiled, looking proud and tough. Leave it to her to be the strongest one here. Niall pouted at her and she giggled to him adoringly.

"If I were left alone I'd probably cry and beg for a new partner. Why is my own girlfriend better than me?" he sounded a bit confused and upset as he spoke. Everyone mockingly laughed at him.

"So everyone has 30 seconds to hide with your partners and then I call out-"

"No, I call out!" I interrupted Zayn, pouting and laughing.

"We both called out." He corrected me, "So Dani and I would call out and then everyone would basically start attacking each other."

"And how does someone get hit with bubbles?" Louis snorted at us, as if there were no possible way to be touched by a bubble. Without even saying a word, Liam lifted his gun and shot straight at Louis, tons of bubbles piling out and hitting Louis in the chest repeatedly. "Please proceed." He shushed himself.

"And since Marina is only one person we can't go by teams so whoever is the last person standing is the team who wins. So basically, you better trust the shit out of your partner." Zayn grunted.

"Do you trust the shit out of me baby?" I cooed to Harry sweetly, half mocking Zayn's sentence wording choice.

"Maybe." He bent over to kiss my forehead. I giggled. He should trust me because Zayn and I would always win. We were the best. And since I was part of that we, that meant I was the best.

Liam handed everyone a weapon and I took one deep breath. "Everyone understand the rules?" I asked excitedly. Mumbles of agreement spread around and I nodded promptly. "30 seconds guys."

"I'm turning the lights off!" Lara exclaimed. It was a good idea too, because our guns would glow whenever we pressed the button. I grasped Harry's hand and pulled him to the stairs. We were going to hide underneath them. It was simple but effective.

"7-6-5-4-3-" I counted quietly to Harry.

"GO!" Zayn's voice rumbled throughout the house. I clenched my teeth together and I felt Harry grab and squeeze my hand. I heard a crash and laughs from upstairs.

"You dipshit, we're partners!" Lara screeched, followed by a loud slap.

"I didn't want to look at you anymore." You could hear Louis and Lara bickering back at each other, because they were anything but quiet people. Lara was coming down the stairs with Louis following behind, explaining why he shot her right off the bat.

I quickly leaned around the stairs and shot up at Louis. He sucked in a deep breath of air, in shock and offended. We locked eye contact in the dark and I covered my mouth to block my giggles. His eyes became slits and he quietly followed Lara to the couch to sit and wait.

"Got you!" Zayn's voice was loud, followed by Liam laughing at Trevor's groans, and then Liam screeching angrily as Sam maniacally laughed. It was one noise after another as they all got each other out.

Sam anxiously ran from around the corner of the house and I looked at Harry excitedly. The rest of them, Liam and Trevor, slowly made their way to the couch.

"Oh Mima, I'm coming for you." Sam sang happily. Harry left my side to go out in the open. It was such a rookie mistake of him though. I watched as he snuck up to Aurora, who was waiting quietly behind Zayn.

"Damnit!" Aurora laughed as she felt Harry's bubbles hit her. Zayn swung around quickly, pressing the button on his gun and surrounding Harry in a large mass of glowing bubbles.

"I did not think that through." Harry chuckled in a mumble, following Aurora to sit out. I covered my mouth again to block my giggles.

"Zayn!" Aurora screeched as Sam came down the stairs again. He turned and faced her, holding down the button like it was seriously his job. He was not treating this game like a game- it was obvious.

"Fricking Aurora." Sam was frustrated as she joined the rest of them in the losing area.

"Has anyone seen Marina or Dani?" Trevor sounded lost.

"I thought you loved me!" Niall called out in agony. Everyone erupted into laughter. That answered where Marina was.

"Sorry sweetie, but I needed to dominate you." She called after him as he came and sat down.

"That's my girl." He sounded proud, but still somewhat offended and saddened because he was out.

"So what about Dani?" Aurora sounded as confused as Trevor.

"Are you kidding me?" Liam snorted humorously.

"Sweetie, we all know where Dani is." Zayn spoke. "She's the most predictable player here."

"I am not!" I jumped out, partially offended.

"She says as she jumps from under the stairs." He was facing the opposite direction. I cowarded away, looking down for a second.

"Don't you even think about it missy." I held my gun up and shot at Marina, not even looking up at her. I knew she was about to get me though.

"Damn, she's still got it." He turned around and looked at me as Marina walked away. She was pretty pissed that I defeated her, actually.

"Well I was the best." I scoffed.

"Is that so?" Zayn challenged me. We turned in circles slowly as we talked, "Because I remember Mack hitting you from the top of the staircase. And you always said 'I'm going end up hitting my own partner'."

"That was the first time we played!" I defended myself. "I was still the best."

"Really?" his voice was high pitched, sounding incredulous and mocking. "Because last time I checked you were clinging around my shoulders screaming how I was the best partner ever."

"But now," I smirked, "I get to beat you." I held the gun in his face and pressed the button, but nothing came out. "What the hell?" I looked at it and pressed the button again, bubbles parading out of it and popping against my face.

"Loser." He rolled his eyes and chuckled, spraying across my shirt and winning the game. I stood still and stared at my piece of crap toy, wondering why the worst things always happened to the greatest people.

~~~

I followed Louis outside in the middle of the night without him knowing. He was walking away from the house, pulling out a cigarette and lighter from his pocket, just as I had suspected he was going to do.

"Louis." I called quietly. He turned around with a jump, startled. I could see the relief as he released his breath, noticing it was just me.

"Come." he held his hand out to me, urging me to walk with him. I grabbed his hand, palm in palm- not fingers entangled. We were like family, there was nothing wrong with holding hands like this. I assumed he needed the comfort anyways.

"You feeling alright tonight?" I asked his cautiously as he took a long drag of his cigarette.

He didn't say anything for a long time. We just walked along the edge of the sand until we reached the street. Once we made it across the street he did a deep sigh. "I've just been thinking a lot."

"About?"

"Well you know, Mack's name was brought up tonight. It was just peculiar."

"I'm sorry Louis, but she was apart of my life for a long time. It's not weird of us to say her name from time to time." I pursed my lips to the side.

"Not that, really. It's just that she texted me this morning."

"Please tell me your feelings aren't back!" I pleaded of him.

"Oh shush Dannica." He took a deep drag, rolling his eyes. "You act like past relationships aren't taking a toll on you either. Like Zayn isn't bringing you into a state of nostalgia." He growled angrily.

"What?"

"You guys had something going on before.. Didn't you?" His voice was a bit calmer.

"Y-yeah I guess. A long time ago though. We never actually dated"

"I figured. But I can see it. I can see it so obviously and plainly. And it bothers me a lot."

"What do you see?"

"I see feelings. The fact that you guys loved each other. I see the teasing and the flirting. The way the past makes him gush into this lovesick puppy." He made the most disgusted faces as he spoke.

"I don't even think- or even care for that matter!- about the past. Our past. Whatever we had. We stopped talking for a long time and he left me. End of discussion. I don't care." I let go of his hand to cross my arms over my chest.

"You don't. But he does. And you're lucky Harry doesn't even see that. He's so oblivious. I don't want my baby brother hurt though..." He trailed off.

"He won't be. Trust me. There's nothing anymore." I smiled confidently. I knew there was nothing left. "I love Harry."

"I know you do." he smiled adoringly at me.

"I do?" I sighed in pity, asking for assurance.

"What?" he seemed utterly confused. So confused it put him into a small stage of shock. "Yes of course you do! Right?"

"I mean, I do! But like, does he?"

"Is that even a question Dannica?" he seemed angry with me. As if I had just asked the dumbest, most offensive thing he's ever heard.

"I'm not just awake at this time of night, following you outside to watch you suck on some metaphors and tell me all of your problems."

"Someone's been reading some John Green." He choked in laughter.

"Reblogging you mean? No reading over here." I pointed to myself and laughed with him, breaking the tension we had just built up for a moment.

"So what's keeping you up, you little insomniac?" he teased me, seeming more calm than before.

"Oh shush," I smiled, "It's just that, someone has been anonymously messaging me on my private account and it's got me worried." I pulled out my phone so I could show him.

"Oh no. Last time you anonymously messaged someone you guys fell in love." Louis joked, "Stop talking to them immediately."

"Stop it, I'm being serious." I giggled. "Now read." I shoved my phone in his face.

"This username though." Louis commented before even reading.

"I know right? Their page is just a bunch of bottles and cups of water with sad faces photoshopped on them." I bursted into laughter. "But they are an anonymous blog."

From areyouh2okay:

Hello Dannica. I've seen your old blog, this blog and your shared blog with Harry. But I just have one damn question- why is there a blog with Harry?

To areyouh2okay:

Because we wanted something to share and make us laugh. It was just a cute idea. :)

From areyouh2okay:

I guess what I really wanted to know was, why are you seeing Harry? After everything he's done, you claim you love him. I don't see how that's even possible.

To areyouh2okay:

Things happen. People change. You don't know the whole story so I guess you have no place to judge him or us. We're very happy and that's all that matters.

From areyouh2okay:

I understand that too. I know things worked out. I'm a firm believer in people changing. I'm a firm believer that if you think things worked out and this boy is someone you really love, especially after everything, then it sure as hell must be some true love.

To areyouh2okay:

Then I don't see the problem here?

From areyouh2okay:

I think that you love Harry. But he doesn't love you. At all. He just feels bad for you and has tricked himself into thinking he loves you, when he just doesn't want to be the bad guy anymore. He was being seen in a bad light and you were just the victim. Now he's playing innocent to look good.

To areyouh2okay:

You don't know Harry and you shouldn't make those accusations.

From areyouh2okay:

I've thought long and hard about this Dannica. I'm not just trying to ruin your day. I want to help you. I need to help you, actually. I had the same mindset as you, until I thought about something.

To areyouh2okay:

Why are you working through my problems?

From areyouh2okay:

I'm just analyzing your relationship to save you from hurting yourself again.

To areyouh2okay:

We're fine. Stop butting in and leave me alone. Leave us alone.

From areyouh2okay:

I'm sorry Dannica. I'll leave you alone, but just see it my way for a second. If Harry jumped off a bridge, you would jump right after him. But what if you jumped first?

"Harry would jump right in after you Dannica."

"Would he?"

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A/n: guys. I want to change the book title. Something that's more related to the blog. So they actually look and sound like they're related to each other and are actual sequels ?!? xD
Please help me come up with a better name, I hate this book title xD

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