It Hurts To Know.

It hurts to know that you'll never remember something I'll never forget.

Alexandria has never been more excited for anything. Finally after going through so much struggles and pain, she can FINALLY meet her idols. This was the one night she could get away. Away from all the hatred and pain at home. Away from all the abuse and hurt. But what she and her best friend Chloe thought was going to be an average concert- turned into the best night of their lives. What happens after Chloe leaves? Is Chloe really a TRUE friend? Who will Alex chose? And more importantly... who is hurting them? Will someone finally tell her she's worth it, that she's beautiful... and will somebody finally care for her?


6. Not Letting Go.

Before the worst,

Before we met,

Before our heart's decide

That it's time to start loving again,

Before too late,

Before too long,

Let's try to take it back,

Before it went all wrong.






I couldn't stop thinking about her. The way I felt when I was touching her- the sparks- no; the fireworks. She fit perfectly in my arms. But there was something I noticed. Under a part of her top was a bruise. Not a normal one you get from falling- a big, ugly black bruise. How did she get that? What hurt her- or who? I felt myself get angry. How could anyone hurt her? HOW COULD THE-


"Hey mate." A voice interrupted my thoughts.


"Hi Lou." I sadly said back.


"The concerts in five minutes- lets go get ready mate." Oh. The concert. I wonder if she was anywhere which I could see her? She must be! She was escorted by Paul. I could feel myself smiling.


"Lad, you look so happy, what's up?" Louis asked.


"Oh nothing..." I lied. "I just realized that I have more Nandos in my fridge." More lies.


"Oh okay." He cautiously said. As if he knew what I was hiding.




I was still so shocked- what the hell had just happened? Did I just hug... My thoughts were interrupted by Zayn's voice.

"HULLLOOOO TORONTOOO! ARE YOU READY TO ROCKKK?!" The other girls screamed back. I just said yes. 

"Well today, we thought we would start with a special song. One that we normally don't do at concerts- but you guys are all so special." Zayn winked as he said that. I looked at him- and as if he felt me looking at him he looked back. He smiled at me as he let Liam back. I starred into his chocolate coloured eyes. I could see a twinkle... Of regret? Why regret? My smile dropped.




I looked around and met a pair of eyes. She had brown, messy hair and brown eyes. She was beautiful. I smiled at her as the butterflies started twirling in my stomach. I regretted looking at her- I didn't want to feel this way. Not after me and Perrie broke up. I couldn't feel this way- not for now anyways. I saw her smile drop- as if she could hear my thoughts. She looked away- I bet regretting the fact that she looked at me. Oh god. I tuned back in for my solo in little things.




She was beautiful- captivating. As if I even touched her she would break. Her brown eyes- showed so much depth. 

"I know you've never loved, the crinkles by your eyes, you've never loved your stomach or your thighs. The dimples by your back at the bottom of your spine, but I'll love them endlessly." She held her breath- but then smiled. Smiled at me. She wasn't an average fan- she wasn't screaming. She wasn't overwhelmed. I directed my eyes to her shirt. She was wearing a jacket- but I could only read a part of her shirt. 'Hello, my name is Mrs....' Mrs who? Horan? Payne? Styles? Malik? Tomlinson? Somewhere deep down I wished it said Payne. Mrs. Payne.




I looked at each of the boys- they looked like they were in love- but all towards the same girl. Oh god- I looked towards Niall. His face was red as he starred towards all the boys- and I was pretty mad too. She was MIN- I stopped myself. Niall's! I held myself back as I sang towards her.

"You can't go to bed, without a cup of tea, but that's the reason that c'you talk in your sleep. And all those conversations are the secrets that I keep; though it makes no sense to me." I winked towards her as a strong blush hit her face. Wow.





She was beautiful- stunning. The way her brown hair curls and the way she smiles. I directed my eyes from her to Zayn. They were looking at each other- I could feel jealousy coursing through my veins. I looked back as she dropped her smile- she looked hurt. I looked back at Zayn- very pissed off. Just by looking at her eyes- I could have easily sawn that she had already been hurt too much. She was like a open book- her eyes showed her emotions. I wanted to wrap my arms around her and comfort her. Then I looked at Liam- he looked He looked lovestruck- No. He couldn't. She was mine. And last but not least- Louis. He looked like he was holding something back- but then he winked at her. A playful wink.  It was my turn so I started to sing his part while looking at her. 

"I know you've never loved, the sound of your voice on tape; you've never loved to know how much you weigh- you still have to squeeze into your jeans but you're perfect, to me." I was looking into her eyes, singing my heart out. I saw a tear rolling down her cheek. I wanted to make her stop crying. It broke my heart. She was the reason. The reason why I would end it all with Taylor. I felt something- this wasn't just another one of my flings. This- was going to be the one. She was the one.





I can’t believe what I saw. Did all of the boys like her? No. This was fair game- and I saw her first. She’s mine; finally I’ve found my princess- and I’m not letting go.


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