We Lost him...*COMPLETE*

"Hey guys where's Liam?" Niall asked, his mouth stuffed with chips. I decided to go outside and check on him. I went out to the street and felt the cold wind blow on my face. Then there was Liam. I smiled. Poor Liam had his hands full of coffee cups for us. My smile faded and was replace by a terrified face. "NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"


15. Everything has changed


     To tell you the truth I don't like Robbie at all and I know that the other boys hate him as much as I do.

     It's been 3 days since Robbie left the hospital and we were meeting his new manager in a couple of minutes. The boys all sat next to me on the couch. Niall, me, Harry and Louis. Robbie still hasn't gotten here yet.

     "I really can't believe all that's happened since Liam left." Louis whispered. I nodded my head and the others did too. Everything seems to get worse and worse. 

    "Paul. He doesn't seem to care about us anymore. He cares more about Robbie. I don't get it." Harry said looking at each of us. "I'm starting to dislike him." I shook my head. "You can't Harry. Maybe it's just cause Robbie is new. But you can't hate Paul." 

    "I agree with Harry." Niall sighed. "I hate life since Liam left. Nothing is exciting nothing is the same. Everything just flipped from good to bad. It's like Liam kept everything together. Like it was supposed to be" He said looking down on the floor. I patted his back and whispered. "When the time comes for us to leave we'll be with Liam. And once again we'll be together. This time forever." The boys all nodded and the door slammed open.

    In, came Paul, Robbie and a stranger who I consider might be Mr.Smith. "Good morning lads. This is Mr.Smith. He will be Robbie's manager. I don't expect you guys to act like children around Mr. Smith. Even though he isn't your manager you still need to be respectful and listen to whatever he says." Everyone was quiet. No one knew what to say. What if Mr. Smith wasn't nice at all. What if he wants to make Robbie take over and make him the spotlight? Millions of questions flooded in my brain.





    It's been a month.


    A month of stress.


    Robbie barely hangs out with us, which if fine by me. We mostly only see him when we're on stage or in an interview. We started lying on the interviews and stopped caring.

    We do whatever we're told and just act like robots. I don't like Mr.Smith at all. Apparently in our new album 'Take me home' There's a bonus track. The track is just sang by Robbie and we do the echo's.

    He's been getting a lot of hate. But we've also lost some fans. They don't come too our concerts sometimes because according to them we've changed. And we did. We didn't want to change though. But we were made to change. 

    Our outfits aren't the same. Our songs aren't the same and the boys aren't the same. We still pray every night to god. And Liam. We still miss him. I still feel guilt, but I try to push it aside.



    I hate everything in my life. Everything changed in just seconds since Liam left and I know that it'll keep changing. 

    Just last week I was about to cut myself. This is what happened....

    Paul ordered me to go to the stylist next to the studio and I left. The stylist started talking to me and I didn't notice anything until I saw her get a pair of scissors in her hands.

    "What's that?!?" I almost screamed. "Harry, It's just a small haircut. Maybe turn those dull curls into a small quiff." The stylist said as if it were something normal. Da fuck? 

    I got up and ran to my room and locked it. There were knocks and they tried to cut my hair off. But I didn't let that happen. "Paul! If you keep on insisting I'm getting my razor. And you know what that means!" I yelled at him. after a while everything was quiet. Finally.



    Long story short- everything changed, nothings the same and I hate my life. There. They wanted me to get a tattoo of a skull. Who? Management. They've changed. Robbie has a bunch of tattoos now. I swear that guy is my biggest enemy. 

    I didn't let myself though. I didn't. I don't want to get any tattoos and I'm not planning on getting one either. They changed all our hair's into quiffs, except Harry. I'm glad too. I like hazza with his hair just like it is. Nobody can change it. Sometimes I just want to die so that all these problems just fade away.



    The lads have changed and I did too.

    I'm not the funny carrot guy anymore. My new obsession? Reading. I read and read and pretend that I'm one of the characters. Just to make myself feel much better.

     I overheard Niall say he wanted to die. That's what I feel like doing and I know the rest of the lads do too.

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