Friendship or more? (Niall Horan Love Story)

Never Trust Perrie! (Part 2, I guess)

After we all got in the car, Perrie, Danielle, Eleanor and I sat in the very back, while Niall, Zayn, and Louis sat in the middle of the car, Harry got shotgun and Liam drove. I stayed really quiet throughout the ride, mainly listening to Danielle and Eleanor talk about their clothes. Perrie would glance at me with a frown on her face now and then, but other than that, I was ignored. Normally, I would hate that, but I liked it now because it gave me a chance to think about what I could do to possibly tell Louis that I wasn't over him, without losing his or Eleanor's friendship.
When we got to the club, we all got out and Harry and Niall instantly ran to the bar. Danielle, Liam, Eleanor, and Louis got onto the dancefloor, while Zayn chose a table, then went to get some drinks for us. Perrie waited with a smile until he left, then turned to me, looking concerned. "Okay girl, spill it. What's up with you?" She asked.
I blinked, confused. "W-what are you talking about, Perrie? Nothing's wrong with me." I said, smiling and hoping that she fell for it.
She didn't.
"No, no, no. Dearie, I have known you for a long time now, and I can tell when you're lyin' to me. Now tell Perrie what's on your mind before your big, scary brother gets back." Perrie said, her well-known diva side coming out. (People may not say this, but at times it rivaled Louis.)
I sighed, giving in quietly. "Fine. I... Well... uh...Can I talk to you in private?" I asked, beginning to feel uncomfortable in the middle of the club, with people crowding around us, even without meaning to. Perrie smiled and nodded. "Okay, Ally. Come on, we're going to the bathroom." She stood up and motioned for me to follow her. I did, and as soon as the door was shut, she whirled towards me. "Okay, I can tell it's gonna be good. Now, spill."
I sighed again, then set my shoulders. "I..." My shoulders slumped. "I guess it's okay to tell you... But you have to swear not to tell anyone!" Perrie nodded and crossd her heart. "Okay. Uh, well, last night, Niall, Harry, Louis, and I got a little bit drunk and decided to play Truth or Dare."
Perrie squealed. "Ooh, did you and Harry make out?!" She jumped. "I knew it!! You and him would make a great couple!"
I shook my head. "No, that didn't happen. Anyway, about halfway through the game, Niall dared Louis to kiss me." Perrie gasped so loud I swear the entire club heard her. "OMG! He had to turn that one down. He would never do that to you, or Eleanor." I looked at her sadly. "See, that's the thing. He did it, and the reason I've been quiet is because... I realized that I still love him."
Perrie's eyes widened to the point where I was afriad they might pop out of her head. "Oh no! You can't. You can't be in love with Louis! You can't!! Eleanor would freak if she found out!" She paused and gasped. "I have to tell her. I can't keep this from her, I'm not gonna be able to."
My eyes widened and I grabbed her arms, shaking my head. "No! You can't tell anyone! I just won't say anything. I'm sure it'll pass. Just, don't tell anyone about this. Okay?"
Perrie sighed and nodded. I let go of her arms and turned. "Just... Pretend that this didn't happen. Now, come on, Perrie, Zayn is going to get worried." I walked out of the bathroom and back to the table, with Perrie following close behind.
Zayn smirked as we sat down. "Lemme guess, the whole 'girls can't go to the bathroom unless they're in a group' thing?" He asked, laughing. I forced myself to smile and nod. Perrie, after gulping her glass, stood and said that she would get the next round. Zayn seemed a little concerned, but shook it off after a few more beers.
By the end of the night, Liam and I were the only ones who weren't drunk. While Liam rounded up the boys, I helped Eleanor, Perrie, and Danielle into the car. We kept all the windows rolled down, in case one of them puked. I had to sit in between Niall and my brother, while Louis sat in the back with his girlfriend. Niall, who appeared to be the loving drunk, kept hugging me and telling me how much he loved me. I just delt with it, and the only time I pushed him away was when he tried to kiss me.
When we got home and everyone was in their room (or bathroom), I fell onto my bed and fell asleep almost instantly. The next morning, I got up and showered and dressed with a smile on my face. I was strangly happy, the happiest I'd been in years.
At least, I was until I got downstairs. Everything seemed normal, until Louis pulled me aside and told me that him and Eleanor wanted to talk to me. I frowned, but nodded and followed him into the living room.
Eleanor gave me a weird look as I sat down across from her. I looked at both of them, confused. "Okay, what did you guys want?" I asked. Eleanor sighed and said, "Perrie told me that you thought you were still in love with Louis."