Face the Music

Julia is your typical sixteen year old girl. She lives with her mother and her little sister Marty, she has her insecurities, she has her boy issues, and oh yeah, her love for the British/Irish boy-band One Direction. When her seventeenth birthday arrives, everything seems perfect....until it all fell apart piece by piece. But to every rainy day there is always a rainbow, what will happen when she unexpectedly 'falls hard' for not one, but two of the boys in One Direction? And what would happen if they both like her back? Would rivalry break everyone apart? Or will the fandom get to them first? Just as life is, every situation has two faces. One is an amazing benefit, and the other could lead to sacrifice...

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24. Face the Embarrassement

Julia's POV

I remembered everything from that day too clearly. How my throat killed with pain, the shocking voice that came out, and the crowd roaring with laughter almost instantly with the sound. It was too late to change the past, but I could do something about the present, I just wouldn't perform. I tried to say something into the microphone. Maybe something like 'I'm sorry, but not today", but my voice cracked. I was too scared of how my voice would sound to even speak. The flashback, or more rather the stage fright- had corrupted my love to perform. I didn't know what to do. By then, the people in the audience started to murmur about me. My knees buckled, I even started to feel a little bit dizzy. I thought I was going to collapse right there on the stage! Without even thinking twice, I ran. I gave the microphone to Liam who was standing next to me, and bolted right off the stage to the dressing room. I didn't care if I got in trouble for the sudden exit, at least no one could see me and my humiliation would end.

As I ran off the stage to the stairs leading backstage, I could hear the microphone feedback. "Well....who wants to hear another song?" Louis said trying to act as if nothing awkward just happened. The heavy stage door closed behind me with a thud, and I dashed into the dressing room slamming the door behind me. I sat on the sofa and looked at myself in the mirror. What had I done? I would never hear the end of this. Tears spilled out of my eyes uncontrolably. "Julie?" A sudden knock on the door alerted me. I didn't even want to turn around to face anyone. "Go away." I said softly. I wanted the company from whoever it was, but I probably looked like a hideous mess. I looked in the mirror again. Mascara and eyeliner running down my cheeks. Yup, classic mess. "Are you okay?" The voice asked approaching me. I recognized the distinct accent, it was Niall.  I finally turned my head a bit to see him standing at the door. I couldn't let him see me like this. I burried my face in my hands, and rested my elbows on my knees. He finally came towards me and sat down next to me on the couch. "What's wrong?" he asked handing me a tissue. "I'm an idiot." I said between my tears. "No you're not. Now can you tell me why you ran off like that?" "It's a long story...but in short, I have stage fright." Although I was still crying, I told Niall the whole story. "Julie you should have told me! You know you can trust me." I looked deep into his eyes. He was right. "I'm sorry. I probably ruined the whole concert." "You didn't. Believe me." He shifted himself closer to me and gave me a heartfelt hug. I burried my face in his chest and tried to stop my tears. "I need to apologize to you for what I said this morning. You know, before the concert?" I stopped him. "I should be the one saying sorry. I shouldn't have snapped at you. I hate to say this...but you were right. About Harry I mean."  

Niall POV

What did she mean, I was right about Harry? Did she not like him anymore? "I do hate reading those articles and stuff about him...but you can't change the past. You do have control over the future though. I still like him but...with his history...I don't know." Julie's eyes were still red and puffy from crying, I didn't want to make her cry more; so I decided to change the topic. "So...what do you want to do until the concert's over?" "Oh that's right! You should be onstage right now! You can go, I'll be fine." I glanced at the digital clock on the table, there was only about fifteen minutes left in the concert. "Nah, and I think you need me more then they do." She smiled and looked around the room. "But there's nothing to do here..." "Wait. I'll be right back." I walked out to go and get my guitar from the practice room. As I opened the door, I heard a voice singing.

"I'm at a payphone, trying to call home. All of my change I've spent on you. Where have the times gone, baby it's all wrong. Where are the plans we made for two? If happy ever after did exist, I would still be holding you like this. And all those fairytales are full of sh-" "You do have an amazing voice." Julie blushed and looked away. "Want to play a song?" I asked handing her the guitar. She ran her hand on the guitar's smooth surface and pondered for a while, finally she handed it back to me. "Can I hear you play instead?" "Sure, give me a song." "Umm....Hey! Can you play 'Payphone' on the guitar?" "I had a feeling you were going to choose that song." I plucked the strings and started to play, but then I stopped short. "Do you know how to play that song?" She sat up straighter and her puffy eyes sparkled with excitement. "I actually don't. But it's one of my favourite songs..." "Want to learn?" Julie nodded and glided herself right next to me, staring intently at my fingers. I laughed. "People learn better by actually playing with the guitar you know." "But you only have one." That was true, the other guitars were on the stage for the concert. "Here." I gave the guitar to Julie and pulled her onto my lap. A small gasp escaped her lips but she didn't squirm at all. I wrapped my arms around her and guided her hands along the guitar. "If happy ever after did exist, I would still be holding you like this. And all those fairy tales are full of shit. One more fucking love song I'll be sick. Yeah I'm at a payphone." At the end of the song, neither of us moved. Julie put down the guitar beside her and turned to face me.

"You know you're always there for me when I needed someone." She hugged me tightly, I could hear her sniffle. "I'll always be here for you. Don't worry." I whispered in her ear. When she moved back, our eyes met. I leaned in closer and our lips almost met when- "JULIE! We need you right now. Harry's a mess."

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