Summer love

Back in 2009 Ella had a summer romance with a young boy called Harry whilst they where in France with their families. It was the best summer of her life. Since then she has tried to get on with her life as she has known that she had never had another chance with Harry since he became big and famous in the band one direction.
But when theres a new song on 1d's album 'Take me home' all about Ella and Harry's summer romance and he gets in touch with her over Facebook she is thrilled and goes to live with him in London! But when one of his fit friends also falls for her who will she choose? Her summer love that shouldn't have ever been, Or the boy she had always dreamed of? Where there is love, chaos and Sorrow along the way, nothing is certain...

This story is for 12+


24. Messed up


I woke up to see Niall's fluffy, blonde hair right in front of me. I remembered the events of last night and smiled, at first I thought I ought to have felt guilty but then I remembered Harry and Taylor and I didn't feel the guilt anymore, Harry had cheated on me, Taylor had slept with my boyfriend, I hadn't even cheated. I looked back at Niall and realised that he had woken up, his big, blue eyes staring at me.

"Is it right to sleep with one of the best friends of your ex-boyfriend?" I asked him

"Probably not," he replied, "but you've got to remember that he did cheat on you." The horrifying images flashed though my mind again as I nodded feebly and turned over again. He placed a hand on my shoulder, "I don't want last night to ruin our relationship," he said with a terrible pang of sadness in his voice, "friends like you don't come by very often."

"I'm not planning to leave you, not as a friend anyway," I said turning back over, "but I promise that I will find you a girlfriend, a proper girlfriend who can treat you right, last night shouldn't have happened and it won't happen again but we can still be friends right?" He nodded and we both smiled.

"Who's getting up first?" I asked and he made gestures at me for me to, "ok then don't look," I said. He nodded and put his head under his pillow as I stepped out of bed fully naked and walked towards the bathroom. I turned and saw Niall was peeking, but just rolled my eyes and carried on walking. I turned on the shower and finally it dawned on me what had happened, my boyfriend had cheated on me so I slept with one of his best friends. But I still loved Harry but I was mixed up about my feelings for Niall too. I didn't know what to do. I finished showering and as soon as I put a towel around myself Niall strutted in the bathroom completely naked.

"Niall!" I exclaimed pulling my towel around me tighter.

"You don't mind me getting a shower whilst your still in here do you just we've ran out of bread and I want some toast so.."

"Yes I do mind!" I said cutting him off.

"Well it's my house," he said cheekily, "if I want to go into my bathroom I will go into my bathroom whether you're in there or not." I rolled my eyes again as I walked out of the bathroom and into the spare bedroom where I should have slept last night.

After I got dressed I put on my make-up and did my hair, and next I packed my bags, I couldn't stay here anymore not after last night, I was going to leave. I had a friend who lived in Glasgow and she said I could stay with her for as long as I needed. I heard Niall call that he would be five minutes from downstairs just before the door slammed. A tear trickled down my cheek as I realised what I was doing. I grabbed my things as I walked down to the nearest place I could get a taxi to the train station.

As the taxi stopped outside the station I gave the driver the money for the journey and then watched him drive off. This was happening I was leaving, a tear unknowing left my eye as I committed to leaving everything that had made me laugh, made me cry, things that had made me who I was.

"Goodbye," I whispered to myself and as I walked inside the station, an announcement came on the loud speaker,

"Next train to Glasgow arrives in 7 minutes on platform 5." I made my way to platform 5 and just stood there watching a teary couple as they said goodbye and one of them boarded a train. Another tear left my eye, that should have been me and Harry, we should still be in love, why didn't he love me anymore? I watched as the train to Wick left, the next train would be my train, the train that would take me away from everything I knew, everyone I loved. I knew by doing this I was going to hurt people but all I was doing at home was causing trouble for people, there was no point in me staying, I'd just cause more trouble and upset.

When I finally came to my senses and out of my daydream, I heard another announcement on the loud speakers,

"the train to Glasgow is arriving at platform 5." I lifted by head as the train drew to a stop and the doors of the train opened. I stepped on the train as I looked back at the platform and took a last sweep of London.

"It's not to late to change your mind," an old man said to me as he stepped on the train next to me, obviously reading my thoughts.

"It is," I said wondering why I was telling a stranger my problems, "I'm so messed up, I can't stay."

"I recognise you from somewhere," he said bending his head to the side, I shook my head.

"I know, your that girl of the telly, you're going out with that lad from that band," he exclaimed.

"I was," I said emphasising the was and then moving down the other end of the train and away from the weird stranger. I looked out at the platform which was now fairly empty.

"The train to Glasgow leaves platform 5 in 8 minutes," the loud speaker said but I didn't know why this train wouldn't just leave, I didn't want the time to think over my life choices, the time to decide whether I actually wanted to leave, the time to change my mind...


"I'm back," I called as I closed the front door. I took off my shoes and with the bread I had just bought, I started to make myself some toast. "Ella, do you want some toast?" I shouted up the stairs but there was no reply. I was confused, why wouldn't she reply to me, I hope she wasn't still mad at me for walking in on her in the bathroom. I ran up the stairs to investigate, and as I walked into the spare bedroom, I noticed all of Ella's things were gone, I checked all of the other bedrooms before it finally dawned on me, Ella was gone and I didn't know where. In that moment I didn't know what to do, I couldn't ring Ella because I knew she wouldn't pick up her mobile, so in a spur of the moment madness, I decided to ring Harry.


I looked down at Taylor still lying asleep in bed and felt a terrible twang of guilt. Why had I cheated on the girl I loved just because I was told to by management? Why had I obeyed orders that made me in the wrong once again? This time it was going to take more than just a song to make Ella forgive me. I looked down at Taylor again and saw that she was waking up.

"How's your nose this morning honey?" She asked giving me a hug but she noticed something was wrong, "what's up?"

"You need to leave," I said determinedly, she looked confused, "you need to leave now, and then I never want to see you again."

"But Harry you love me," she interrupted.

"I don't love you and I never did love you, I only dated you because I was told to by management, and now because of it I have messed up so bad, I've lost the girl I love again, the girl I wanted to spend the rest of my life with, all you are is a money making publicity stunt so I'd appreciate it if you left." She looked very confused and for a second I almost felt sorry for her. All of a sudden my phone started to vibrate on the bedside table, it was Niall,

"Harry you need to listen," he said down the other end of the phone, "what has happened in the last couple of days we need to put behind us, I'm sorry I hit you yesterday and you seriously need to forgive me and trust me." I listened intently as he continued to speak, "I know how in love with Ella you were and how much in love with Ella you still are so I think you should know that she's gone and I don't know where, she's just disappeared, I looked at the history on my laptop and it looks like she was booking train tickets, I going down to the station now are..." I cut him off,

"I'll be round at yours in 2 minutes." I hung up the phone and looked at a crying Taylor curled up in a ball on the bed sheets.

"Where are you going?" She asked as she noticed me rapidly getting ready.

"I'm getting the love of my life back," I answered, "and it has nothing to do with you!"

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