The Summer of Harry.

16-year old Abigail DeVine never expected to get this far. Trying out for the X-Factor U.S. Season 2, was the best thing that ever happened to her. Now at Judge Simon Cowell's house in London, England with 6 other teens she finds out who her personal mentor is going to be. Is it going to be a summer or nerves and singing..romance and passion..or partying and crazy antics? Read and find out. <3


5. Letting it go.


     "We are about to release a new single in the next few months." Harry tells me smiling. 

     "That's so cool. I love your band. I always have!" I smile back, looking at him. 

      After I had gotten dressed and eaten breakfast, I had met Harry in the living room. Yesterday he had told me he wanted to take me to meet the rest of his band so they could help him mix both of our styles together. Now, we were on our way to a recording studio in the heart of London. 

      "Yeah," he said, "We're really excited. We never could have dreamed to have gotten this successful. And that's the truth." He looked at me, being completely honest. I could tell. It was cute seeing him so excited. 

      I looked out the window of the car dreamily. "I know.." I whisper. "That's what I want." 

      "As soon as the first elimination comes, you're going to be ready. And you will win." 

      "I hope. But I don't even know what the other competitors sound like!" I told him, defeated.

      "You will in three weeks." He grinned cheekily. I giggled. "Alright, we're here!" Harry exclaims, sounding happy.

      I cheered. He pulled into the parking lot, and helped me out of the car. I blushed as he held my hand and led me into the studio. Moments later, we were both being tackled by four guys. I felt myself get extremely nervous. 

      All of the boys started talking and Niall slowly made his way over to me. He looked nervous too. "Hi Abi." He blushed.

      "Hey Niall! Agh, I don't even know what to say right now. I am so nervous. I can't even talk." I told him, stuttering. 

      He chuckled. "Me too. I'm like one of your biggest fans!" As soon as he said that, my jaw dropped. He laughed again. 

      "I have fans?!" I said, astounded.

      "Um yes you do! Everyone loves you!" My eyes grew big.

      "Ahhhhh!" I squealed and tackled Niall in a big hug. I ran over to Harry, who was talking to Liam, Louis, and Zayn. I tugged on his shirt like a little kid. "HARRY! GUESS WHAT?!"

      He turned and looked at me, holding back a laugh. "What is it love?" He asked.

      "I HAVE FANS!!" I screamed and hugged him tight. He wrapped his arms around my waist slowly and I could feel my face turning red. I buried my face into his shirt deeper. I could hear the boys laughing behind me. Finally, I let go and turned around.

      "Hi." I said shyly. "I'm Abi." Louis looked at me and then Harry. 

      "Why didn't you tell me you fancy her, mate?" He asked, obviously trying to embarrass Harry completely. I looked at Louis like he was crazy then turned to Harry. His lips were pursed together tightly and his face was bright red. 

      Zayn knew that both of us wanted the subject changed as soon as possible so he started talking. "Nice to meet you Abi."

      "You too!" I giggled nervously.

      Liam clapped his hands together. "Shall we get started?" I nodded.

      After hours of discussing what kinds of music I liked to sing, and what I was going to be singing for the next few eliminations, they finally sent me into the recording room. I have never been in one of these rooms before, so I was kind of confused. Liam explained everything to me. Twice. Then I knew I was ready.

     I chose to sing one of my favorite songs of all time. I heard the music begin to start softly, then louder. The lyrics flowed out of my mouth like they had so many times before. 


"I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house

That don’t bother me
I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out
I’m not afraid to cry every once in a while
Even though going on with you gone still upsets me
There are days every now and again I pretend I’m ok
But that’s not what gets me." I could feel tears start to prick in my eyes.

"What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was tryin’ to do..

It’s hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go
But I’m doin’ It
It’s hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I’m alone
Still Harder
Getting up, getting dressed, livin’ with this regret
But I know if I could do it over
I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken." Tears spilled out of my eyes, and rolled down my cheeks gently.

"What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do

What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do

Not seeing that loving you
That’s what I was trying to do."


     I wiped at my eyes swiftly, and looked through the glass window at the boys. Louis looked shocked. Pure shock was all over his face. Liam and Niall were both flat out crying. They weren't even trying to hide it. Zayn looked depressed, and was staring at his hands in his lap. I glanced at Harry and he was staring at me intently. His eyes were red and puffy. 

     I stepped out of the room and ran up to Niall and Liam. I hugged them both for a while and wiped their tears away with my hand. I cupped Niall's face in my hands and he looked me right in the eyes. 

     "I didn't mean to make you cry Niall. I'm so sorry."  I whispered so only he could hear me. He shook his head.

    "It wasn't your fault. Your voice is just so makes me emotional." He admitted, whispering back. I smiled at him sweetly, and wiped away the tear that escaped out of his eye quickly before the other boys could see. 

     Then I moved over to Liam. I rubbed the back of my hand across his cheeks to dry his tears. He hugged me for a while and then choked out three words.

      "I miss her." As he said that, my heart felt like shattering into a million pieces for him. He was heartbroken. 

      "I know Li." I told him, rubbing my hand in circles soothingly on his back. "I know." 

      After a few minutes, he let go of me. 

      I wrapped my arms around Zayn. "Are you okay, Z?" I asked him quietly. He nodded softly, but didn't look up from his hands. I walked around him and kneeled right in front of him. I put my hand under his chin and lifted his face up to look at me. 

      "What's wrong?" I asked him. His face was wet with tears, and he grabbed my hand from under his chin. He pulled me off of the ground and led me outside. Once outside, he pushed me up against the wall and began sobbing into my shoulder. I put my arms around his back and rubbed it. 

        "Shh, shhh." I told him, trying to calm him down. "Everything is fine. I just need you to tell me why you're crying." I whispered, my heart breaking. His breathing soon became slower, and back to normal. He lifted his head off of the crook of my neck. My shirt soaked. His eyes were red, along with his nose. The rest of his face was pale and his hands were shaking. 

       "Everyone thinks I'm just the one that's full of himself. They think I have stupid beliefs. They don't recognize the person that I truly am. I have feelings too!" He choked back a sob. I pulled him into another hug.

        "Do you want to know what I think about you?" I ask him. "I think that you're an amazing person. You're handsome, you're funny, and perfect. Back at home I have posters of all of you in my bedroom, and every day I would look at each of you and tell you what I loved about you. Obviously, I love you all, but YOU are the one that I consider my true hero. You taught me that it's okay to be different. You taught me how to keep standing when life gets complicated, and that it is okay to be shy sometimes. Also that it's fine to be happy with your appearance, and to always love yourself. I love you Zayn. You and the boys saved my life back home. And it breaks my heart to see you like this."

     "All I can say is thank you. I don't even know what to say. I love you too Abi." He hugged me again and took a deep breath. He held my hand tight and told me that he was ready to go back inside. I nodded and we walked back in hand-in-hand. The boys looked at us and didn't say a word. He went and say back down.

      "I didn't know you were that good Abi." Louis admitted. "Your voice is beautiful."

     "Thanks Lou!" I giggled. He smiled.

     Harry stood up seconds later and came over to me, wrapping his hand around my waist causing me to blush a deep red. "We need to go now." He said firmly. I began to protest but he stopped me. I gave in, and hugged each of the boys goodbye. 

     "See you all soon." I said sadly. They nodded.

     While Harry and I were walking out the door, we heard a chorus of voices behind us.

     "We love you Abi...and Harry!!" They sang. I giggled and waved goodbye to them all.

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