The House Next Door [One Direction]

COMPLETED: One Direction: Harry Styles/OC - Victoria lives next door to her best-friend Jeremy. Jeremy lives with his friends Dan and Gemma. Gemma's brother comes to visit with his friends. Having nine people crowded into two houses was never going to be easy, but it was always preferable to the alternative.


11. Enjoying What I Have

The last chords of the song died away and the roar of the crowd swelled even through the barrier of high-tech earpieces. 

I looked over at Louis, who was bowing in an overly dramatic fashion. Playing along, I took a few bows myself, before we all ran off stage waving goodbye to the audience as we went.

As soon as we were off, I got my phone out to check the time. It was ten-thirty in America, where I was now. Quickly doing the mental arithmetic, I figured that it would be around about three-thirty in the morning, in London. Too early to call Victoria...or was it too late to call her?

I shrugged my shoulders in answer to my own silent question.

Feeling someone’s arm drop itself down into my shoulders, I turned to find Liam.

“What’s up Hazza?”

Locking my phone, I dropped it into my pocket, sighing a little as I did so.

“Nothin’,” I replied, continuing to walk towards the dressing rooms.

“You’re lying,” he stated, matter-of-factly.

“How do you know? Isn’t Zayn the only one that can tell if your fibbing or not?”

“Yes, but being the noble and generous lad that he is, he passed some of his knowledge onto me.”

We had reached the door labelled ‘One Direction’, and I pulled it open to reveal an empty room.

‘Where were the others?’ I said to the room at large as I walked over to the small fridge and pulled out a few cans of drink. In the meantime, Liam had settled himself on one of the many comfortable couches that were dispersed around the room.

I held out a can of drink to him. He accepted it; eyes never leaving my face as he popped open the top.

“Don’t think you can worm your way out of it. You still haven’t told me what’s bugging you.”

Annoyed at his perseverance, I ignored him and sat on the sofa opposite. Why couldn’t the other lads have perfect timing, turn up now and save me from having to divulge my feelings?

“Urgh...” I finally gave up pretending to be a mute. “I miss Victoria...a lot.”

Liam raised his eyebrows at me, and I knew that he wanted me to continue just as much as I did not want to.

“I’m, I’m mad... no, no, I’m sad and mad that I can’t even call her and talk to her because of the stupid time difference.”

I drew my knees up to my chest and buried my face in the cavity they created with the rest of my body. I didn’t want Liam to see me like this.

Staying like that for a few minutes, I surreptitiously wiped the tears forming with the edge of my shirt.

Finally lifting my head, I looked up to see a concerned expression settle onto Liam’s usually relaxed face. I heard him sigh as he stood up from his couch and came over to sit next to me on mine.

“Toto is a great girl. Don’t beat yourself up about it. The both of you knew exactly what you were getting into when you started this.”

I tried to listen to Liam’s words. He was the smart one, and the one you could always count on for advice.

“Dani and I make it work through practice. Yes, it does upset me a little that we are away so often that we get a lot of practice, but we want to make it work, and that makes all the difference.

I nodded, showing that I was at least trying to absorb all the information that he was pelting me with.

“When all else fails?” I asked gloomily.

I could usually read Liam’s face relatively well seeing as we spent so much time together, and the same applied for the other lads. None of us ever really had the need to hide any of our emotions, but I couldn’t decipher the look that he was giving me now. I even started to feel a little self-conscious as he stared at me.

“When all else fails,” he finally said, “tell her that you love her.”

I felt like my insides had dropped out from beneath me as he said that.

I wasn’t really all that sure of it myself. Was it really that obvious to those around me?

I felt the couch cushion spring back up as Liam lifted his 
body from it. He began to move around, picking up his belongings, however, I stayed put.

“See you on the bus, mate,” he said before leaving me in the dressing room, alone to contemplate my thoughts.
The empty silence around me was demanding to be filled, but I didn’t make a single sound.

“I loved her, didn’t I?”

That was why I’ve been feeling so horrible about leaving her behind.

It felt like an enormous weight had been lifted off my shoulders as I admitted it to myself, but now was hardly the time to admit it to her. After all, there was the chance that she didn’t like me back.

Finally, my brain allowed my muscles to innervate once more, and I travelled around the room, picking up my things as though I were running on auto-pilot, not really thinking about what I was doing.

I pulled my phone from my pocket once more and looked at the time. If I was able to stay awake for a few more hours, I would be able to Skype Victoria before she left to go to work.


I pulled my laptop onto my legs, shifting my weight so that I was comfortable enough to sit like this for awhile, which is exactly what I was planning on doing anyway. I was supposed to be waking up in a few hours, but I paid no attention that that. A little make-up would be able to cover up any evidence of dark circles; besides, it was only radio interviews tomorrow before the show.

Taking a sip from my mug of tea, I opened up Skype. Clicking on Victoria’s name, I waited for her beautiful face to appear before me.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity I saw her bright blue eyes emerge on the screen, still blurry with sleep.

“Hey, babe,” she whispered, voice still hoarse with sleep.

“I didn’t wake you up, did I?” I replied, worried that I had robbed her of any of her precious sleep.

“No, I just woke up anyway,” she replied, but I could tell that she was lying so that I wouldn’t feel bad. Looking at the time on the bottom right of my screen, I made a mental note to make sure that I would call a little later on the morning, so that I wouldn’t wake her up again.

“I was just wondering how you were going. I miss you.”

“I miss you too...”

We chatted for awhile about how everyone was going back in 

She told me that Jeremy had moved back in with Gemma and Dan now that I had left with the lads. I felt a wave of relief wash over me when she said this. I couldn’t explain it. They both said that they were not together, nor had they ever been together, but it couldn’t help but shake the feeling that... you know what, never mind. Victoria says that there is nothing going on, and I trust Victoria.

After about an hour or so of talking about anything and everything, Victoria said that she had to go, otherwise she would be late for work. Reluctantly we both logged off, and I settled down under the covers for some much needed sleep.

But sleep would not come so easily, no matter how much I wanted it to.

I wanted to tell Victoria that I loved her. In fact, I wanted to tell the whole world that I loved her, shouting it from every rooftop. But there was a bit of a problem that stopped this from happening. We were on tour for another four weeks, and our main method of contact was Skype.

What kind of a person would I be if I told her that I loved her, for the first time, on Skype? It was hardly what anyone might call romantic.
I looked over at the time. It was now very late, and I had hardly slept at all.

Letting my head fall back onto the pillows, I ran my fingers through my hair, pulling it up and out of my face.

Why was it that every time I had something wonderful and amazing happens to me, there would always be something in the way that stopped me from enjoying what I had?

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