I'm Already Taken (Sequel to I'm Already Torn)

Chapter 13 - Becoming Cinderella

            “What?” Louis asked excitedly. “What did she do?”

            “Lou,” Maggie gave him her best puppy eyes and Louis looked like he was about to melt into them when Harry spoke up for him.

            “Lick her hand” he mouthed at me and I did as I was told. I thought she would recoil but it took me licking like a Labrador retriever to finally release her hand from its death hold on my mouth.

            “Eww!” She cried, wringing her salvia drenched hand over her lap.

            “Suck it up,” I said curtly but with a smile to her before turning back towards the group. “So anyways, Maggie forgot to take it out of the little applicator thing so she lodged the tampon so far up my nose she hit my eye and temporarily blinded.” Everyone cringed at the thought but I wasn’t done. “Oh, and did I mention that the string broke off, and I had to go to the hospital to get a tampon surgically removed from my nose.”

            “How did you explain that to the nurse!?” Harry was the first to bust out laughing and asked between ragged gasps for breath.

            “I made Maggie do that.” I smiled proudly and Maggie blushed a deeper shade of crimson.

            “So did they have to replace your nose?” Niall asked his mouth now clear.

            “No, but I had to get plastic surgery to repair it, so I guess something good did come out of it.” I smiled and instinctively reached up to touch my nose.

            “I thought it was just naturally adorable.” Liam said with a cute smile and it was my turn to blush.

            “So Lis, what else do you remember?” Maggie asked intently and I thought for a second.

            “I remember your brother, your old house, my old house, sadly all of high school, Brendon, New York, I can’t remember meeting these guys for the first time besides that restaurant but I have a feeling I was very very drunk at the time.” I stopped for a second to realize what I just said but nobody seemed surprised. Odd, I didn’t know whether to be relieved or insulted.

            “Well, you were.” Maggie laughed. “You kept talking about this guy smoking in the corner on our ride home. You thought he would light the club on fire. But you liked his eyes, or was it his package? I can’t remember.” Her comment sent us all into the awkward when nobody knows whether or not to laugh or ignore it. Finally Zayn broke the silence.

            “I think I remember him, he offered me a lap dance but I refused because he smelled like smoke.” We all just stared at Zayn for a moment.

            “That was the only reason?” Harry snickered and we all started laughing.

            “No I uh, I don’t know, I meant that was what I noticed about him…” he looked down and I realized we had scared him back into his silence. Ouch, sorry Zayn.

            “So what else do you remember?” Louis said drawing the conversation back to the original topic at hand.

            “I don’t remember why we came to England, some trip that Maggie’s parents paid for. But anyways I remember seeing you guys, and some truth game which is when Maggie and Harry started dating, right?” I looked at the two who agreed without the slightest bit of tension or regret or even embarrassment. “I remember Maggie being afraid to sleep in this one room because there were posters covering every square inch of the wall in there. Um, mainly just some more general stuff about being here. Harry, you were a douche…” I realized what I said and opened my mouth to apologize but he cut me off before I could.