Breaking Free

Ever felt smothered by everyone else's idea of what your life should be like? Have you ever just wanted to say "Stop! It's my life!" to those closest to you? We all have, haven't we? I bet you were too afraid to do it though. So you kept your mouth shut, and did exactly what you always told yourself you would never do: you followed the rules set by people who don't really know you, and let THEM control your life. But what could happen if you finally just said no? If you decided to follow your own dream? Would something amazing happen? Would you fall in love? Would you find what you've been looking for your whole life? What could happen if you just...broke free?

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43. More Complicated

"It's too cold outside for angels to fly. Angels to fly. To fly, to fly. Angels to fly. To fly, to fly. Angels to die."

Belle rung out the last note into the microphone with tears streaming down her face. Her crying didn't affect her singing though, if anything it made it more soulful. As the music shut off, she took the headphones off of her ears and heard Simon's voice come over the intercom.

"That was great Belle, thank you. You can come on back here." He said in his always-serious tone. Belle nodded and finished wiping her face before exiting the recording booth and heading to the sound board room where Simon and Savan were. 

As Belle entered the sound booth room, Savan immediately started to clap, earning a not-really-mad glare from Simon. Belle just chuckled though, pleased at how she had sung. 'The A-Team' was one of her favorite songs and due to recent events, her emotions really helped her connect to it. 

"That was amazing Belle, honestly. I mean, I knew you were good but...damn." Savan said seriously.

Belle chuckled and looked down at her feet, blushing furiously. "Thanks." She said.

"Savan is right." Simon said seriously. "I very much liked that, and I meant what I said before about signing you with Psycho."

Belle looked up, her eyes bright with excitement. "You mean it?"

"Absolutely. You have talent. I can truly see you being one of the next top sensations. And your connection to the boys will only make you even more popular. I can see you releasing an album in the next oh...six months perhaps?"

Belle's jaw dropped. "Six months?" She asked incredulously.

"Yes." Simon said simply. "But I must ask, do you write?"

Belle cocked her head to the side. "You mean like...write songs?"

Simon sighed, slightly annoyed. "Yes, do you write your own songs?"

Belle flustered. "I mean, I've piddled around with writing here and there a little bit, I have two or three songs but nothing like--"

"Good." Simon interrupted. "For a first album, I expect to have only eight or nine songs. I want you to have written at least three, preferably four or five. Fans like to know that artists write their own stuff, it makes them feel like they know the real you. So start writing Belle."

Belle couldn't say anything, so she just nodded.

Simon smiled tightly. "Good. Now I'll be in contact with you soon about promotions and such, and just see the receptionist on your way out for your advance pay."

With that being said, Simon turned around in his swivel chair. Belle stood in shock, her mouth open and eyes wide. She looked at Savan with an expression that said 'Is this really happening?' and he grinned and nodded at her before gesturing her to leave. Belle came back to her senses with a shake of her head and mumbled a thank you before exiting the room.

Once outside the sound booth, Belle leaned back against the wall in an empty hallway and took in everything that had just happened.

She was going to be signed with Psycho. Within the next six months she would release an album. She had to start writing her own songs. She would be doing promotions.

All in all, her dream was finally coming to light. And Alan's death had not been in vain.

Biting her lip whilst grinning, Belle pushed herself off of the wall and set off to find the boys, who said they would wait for her back in the waiting room. She couldn't help but have a little pep in her step. She was too happy at that moment to even let her and Louis' fight earlier bring her down. She had expected things to go just as bad as they had, it wasn't any surprise. And from this point, they were either going to get better or worse. One way or another though, Belle made the conscious decision to just take every trial as it came. Including Louis.

Just as Belle rounded the corner, she heard some raised voices. She froze and crept to the doorway, hiding behind it so that the boys couldn't see her, but she could hear them.

"...don't really give a damn what you guys say, I'm not apologizing!" Louis shouted.

"Louis her dad died, and she has been just as miserable as you for the past eight months." Zayn said as calmly as he possibly could.

Louis laughed bitterly. "Yeah right. She was off living high and mighty with her millionaire CEO life, don't even try to tell me that she--"

"Jesus Christ Louis shut the fuck up!" Niall yelled suddenly. Belle jumped at his harsh tone. The room quieted for a moment before Niall continued. "She hated being gone. She was miserable out there. Can you imagine being forced to live a life that you don't want? Try to put yourself in her shoes. What if you had to leave the band, go back home, and work some mediocre job that you spent your whole life trying to get away from? You'd hate it! You would never be happy because you've already gotten a taste of what true happiness is. That's what Belle had to do. She had to leave the only true family she ever knew in order to keep us all safe, sacrificing her own self in the process. Would you have had the guts to do that?"

When Niall was finished, even Belle could feel the tension in the air and she wasn't even in the same room. 

"I--"

"Oh save it Louis." Niall interrupted. "You accused her of being selfish but honestly, the only selfish person here is you. Belle left because she loved you, she still does. I don't understand why though. You don't deserve anything from her, because you're too damn blinded by your own issues to see everything that she has gone through. So you better fucking apologize to her, even if you don't mean it, because I'm not going to sit by and watch you hurt that girl even more than this whole fucked up world already has."

Belle's heart swelled at Niall's kind words. Her breath also caught in her throat though because Niall had said that she was still in love with Louis. Which was true, but she didn't think anybody could tell. Maybe she wasn't such a good actress after all.

Before any of the boys could argue anymore, Belle hopped around the corner and plastered a fake smile on her face.

"I'm back!" She shouted out, acting as if she had just shown up and not heard anything.

"Hey!" The boys called out enthusiastically.

"How'd it go?" Niall asked thoughtfully, walking past Louis and purposefully bumping his shoulder as he made his way over to Belle and hugged her.

Belle smiled into Niall's chest. "It went great!" She said as she pulled back. "I'm uh, I'm getting signed." She said humbly, looking  down at her feet and grinning.

"That's amazing!"

"That's my girl!"

"Atta way Belle!"

The boys all called out compliments, taking turns hugging her. Belle grinned and thanked each boy. Liam was the last to hug her and when he did, everyone turned and looked at Louis, who was standing awkwardly with his hands shoved in his pockets. He had yet to say anything.

An awkward silence fell over the room as the boys looked at Louis expectantly. Finally he opened his mouth to speak but his hesitation was enough to piss off Belle.

"Well I need to go see the receptionist and get some stuff," She said hastily before Louis could speak. "I'll be right back."

With that being said, Belle grinned cheerfully and started to walk towards the receptionist desk.

"Go talk to her!" Harry hissed under his breath, as if Belle wasn't still in the same room.

"Louis I swear to God if you don't--"

"I'm going!" Louis interrupted Niall.

Belle rolled her eyes and sped up her pace, hearing Louis jog up to her. The other boys stayed back.

"Belle. Jesus Belle, slow down will you?"

Louis reached his hand out and grabbed Belle's wrist, spinning her around to face him. The second his skin touched hers, Belle might as well have burst into flames right then and there. The electricity was absolutely overwhelming.

The two stopped and froze, both facing each other and looking down at where Louis was holding Belle's wrist. Slowly, simultaneously, they each lifted their heads to face each other, mixed expressions of hurt, sadness, regret, and longing.

"Belle..." Louis said in a pain filled voice.

Belle just looked away and shook her head, tearing her arm out of Louis' grasp. 

"No Louis, just save it. I don't want to hear it." She said coldly, turning on her heel.

"Belle please, just let me apologize at least." Louis begged, walking beside her. Belle just barked a bitter laugh.

"Ha! You're only apologizing because the boys want you to, and I don't want to listen to a lie so just go back and--"

"Belle stop!" Louis interrupted, jumping in front of her and cutting off her path. "You're right, the boys do want me to apologize but...I really am sorry for before."

Belle didn't say anything for a moment, simply crossing her arms and sighing. Louis took that as a cue to continue.

"I had no idea about your dad, otherwise I wouldn't have said those awful things and I--"

Belle held up her hand and turned her head away, biting her lip. Louis immediately fell silent.

"You know what Louis?" She asked quietly, slowly turning her head to face him. "I understand that I broke your heart. I know I did, and I'll never forgive myself for it. But not knowing that my father died doesn't give you an excuse to have treated me like shit back there. Honestly, you don't even need an excuse. If you wanna treat me like shit because I hurt you so long ago, feel free. I deserve it." She said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders. "You don't owe me anything. So there's nothing to apologize for."

Belle pursed her lips and gave Louis one more glance before walking around him towards the receptionist. Louis stood speechless.

"Belle!" Louis called out suddenly. Belle stopped in her tracks, with her back to him. He watched her shoulders rise and fall with a dramatic sigh.

"What?" She asked in irritation, not even bothering to turn and face him.

"I...I'm sorry anyways." He called out softly. "For it all."

Belle stood there for a moment longer. Her back was still to Louis, so he couldn't see that she closed her eyes tightly and opened her mouth to say something, but then bit down on her lip to hold it back.

Wordlessly, Belle walked away.

And just as she rounded the corner, as if things couldn't get any worse, Belle ran smack into someone, bumping her head against theirs.

As Belle and the stranger both jumped back, rubbing their now aching foreheads, Belle heard an exclamation of extravagant apologies.

"Oh my gosh I'm so sorry! I swear I just get so lost in my own thoughts sometimes I forget I'm even on planet Earth. I hope you're not hurt, is your head okay? My dad always said I had a hard head, maybe that's why it didn't hurt so much. Oh gosh, I'm talking about me, are you alright? I swear I didn't mean to and-- hey wait, you're Belle Costa!" 

Belle lifted her head in annoyance, her eyebrows raised at this bubbly girl in front of her. She was about Belle's height, but towered by about three inches due to the stilettos she was wearing. Her hair was long, blonde, and curled perfectly. She had on minimal makeup and the prettiest polka dot dress Belle had ever seen. She was absolutely stunning. Almost as if she were a mod--

The gears clicked in Belle's head.

"I have heard so much about you from all of the boys, it's so awesome to meet you!" The girl exclaimed, wrapping Belle in a massive hug. Belle stood like a statue, not even attempting to hug the girl back.

She was very...bubbly.

The pretty girl pulled back and cocked her head at Belle, wondering why she hadn't said anything thus far and was acting so weird.

Finally, Belle opened her mouth.

"Yeah I'm...Belle. And you must be--"

"Kaylie." The girl said with a huge smile. Even her teeth were perfect. "Kaylie Elkins. I'm so happy we can finally meet! I have a feeling we're going to be like, best friends!"

Belle chuckled awkwardly, and Kaylie just beamed.

Could Belle's life get any more complicated? 

Definitely.

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