Facing The Truth (A OneDirection Fanfiction)

Everyone I knew moved on with their lives.

Jake stayed with me through summer. Holding me when I needed to cry. Putting up with me when I needed to scream and yell. Helping me laugh for those small moments of forgotten joy I had left. And talking to me when I lost touch with reality.

But he had to leave too. No one was going to stay and wait for the lost girl with the broken smile.

Eventually, I sold our house. And left for England. I had too many broken memories and lost dreams in California.

I could lie and say that I was excited. Or I could tell the truth and say my cheeks weren't dry from the tears the whole flight. Bittersweet memories and nostalgia flooded my shattered heart.


4. Home Sweet Home


*Harry's POV*

After that argument between Louis and Scar, I could tell that things got a little tense. She was so small but so full of surprises. When she got mad her eyes turned into a lighter black, almost gray. Her cheeks and lips turned pinker. I wonder how it would feel to kiss her...My mind was somewhere else when Louis's voice snapped me back into reality. "Harry!"

"What?" I said almost immediately.

"Try ignoring your urge to fantasize about your girlfriend because if we don't get through this, she won't be very happy."

"She's too cute for you Harry. I think she would be better off with me." Nialls voice rang out. He giggled when I shot him a death glare.

"Aw Niall and Harry are after the same girl." Zayn teased. "I have to admit, she's very cute but not my type."

"And what is your type exactly?" Niall shot back.

"Well for one, from the looks of it, she's wild. In the sense that she won't listen to you. She looks like a free bird."

"And what's wrong with that? I find it really attractive." I was irritated.

"Well good for you, mate." Zayn chuckled.

"If she were to pick between me and Harry, I think she'd pick me. You know, I actually make her laugh." Niall said with a grin.

"Oh shut it Niall." That really irritated me. "Don't even think about it."

"Relax, mate. I'm not serious. If you think about it she already has a boyfriend, and after that blow up between her and Louis, she won't even consider me or you." Niall pointed out. He was right. Scarlette wouldn't even consider us. And after tomorrow we'll be on our way to London. 'That's great Harry. Finally find a girl that makes your heart throb and she doesn't even like you as a friend. Let alone boyfriend.' I thought to myself.

"And aside from that, Louis seems to dislike her." Niall added.

"That's not true. I actually like her very much. She's very charming. And pretty. The only reason I yelled at her was because I was mad when she said we take everything as a joke." Louis contemplated.

"Well even though it's not my place to say this, but she's a keeper Harry." Paul suddenly added.

"Too bad I can't keep her." I whispered.

"Alright guys come on, back to earth." Liam was silent 'til he uttered those words.


*Scarlette's POV*

Dev took me too eat. After finding out that I STILL haven't eaten she blew a fuse and marched me down to Subway, where I ordered a salad and filled my tummy. We came back and finished the final touches to the gym.I checked the time, it was already 9pm.

"Oh shoot. I had to go check on the boys an hour ago. Great." I mumbled to myself as I dropped what I was doing and told Dev I would be back.

I jogged across the campus and reached the band room completely out of breath. The pains in my stomach made it ten times worse. I opened the door and stumbled in while squeaking in pain. The boys stopped singing, took one glance, and rushed over to help me. Harry had his arm securely around my waist while the others brought out a chair for me.

"You said half an hour, an hour ago. You're late Princess." Louis mocked me. Still breathing heavily, I looked up and giggled.

"Well I'm here now aren't I?" I mocked him back. He smiled.

"You shouldn't be running, it won't help your bruises." Harry kneeled down in front of me and pulled my sweater and my shirt up slightly to show my bruises. "That son of bitch." He mumbled angrily. My stomach was hard. I had no abs, but it was hard. Except for where the bruises were. The muscles were hurt. Harry ran his finger over the bruises and applied pressure.

"Ow! Harry don't, please. It hurts." My voice was filled with pain. He looked up at me with those green, deep eyes. 'Ugh no! Scar concentrate!'

"Sorry." He pulled my sweater back down, and went back to where he was.

"Alright guys , show me what you've got." I singsonged.We ran through 3 songs on the list.


Surprisingly, they were good. Better than I had expected. The last song, and the most important, we went through was Bruno Mars's "Marry You".

"Zayn, at the end try dragging the 'you' out more." I suggested.

"Dragging it out? What do you mean?"

"At the end instead of cutting it short, make it last. Like this... 'I think I wanna marry youuuu...." and let your voice linger a bit, then cut it off. Cool?"

"That was really good, Scar. Brilliant, actually." Zayn said with a surprised expression.

"Oh nonsense, you're the professionals." I rolled my eyes and said sarcastically. "Now try it again."

"Only if you sing something for us."

"Yeah. Scarlette that was phenomenal." Liam agreed.

"Pleeaassee??" Louis whined. Harry and Niall nodded there heads willingly.

"What? No. No way. Come on. One last run through." I refused, but there faces we're pleading and there was no way they were going to cooperate with me if I didn't sing for them. "Alright fine!" I paused, then began to sing.

"Come on skinny love just last the year..." and off I went singing my favorite song. I had a habit of keeping my eyes closed when I sang. When I was finished I opened my eyes and glanced at the boys. There faces we're awestruck.

"Is it even possible you're not famous?" Niall asked.

"Wow Scar, your voice can really make someone stop and listen." Harry complimented.

Louis, Liam, Zayn nodded their heads.

"I'd rather be your bodyguard than these 5 dimwits." Paul joked, causing me to laugh.

"Well now that that's done and over, back to the song guys come on." I urged.

After 2 more run throughs, we were done.

"Finally, the Princess shows mercy." Louis whined when I told them we were finished. "Sorry for yelling by the way."

I shook my head, "No Louis, it was my fault. I was being rude."

"It both our faults. We good?"

"Of course."

Harry came up to me cautiously,"Hey Scar, when does the rally finish tomorrow?"

"Well if we start it by 6:30 then we should be done by 8. Why?"

"Well I was wondering if you would like to come with me and the boys to do something for our last night in California..."

"Well I would, but I can't just leave. I need to help with the clean up. It's a pain."


"We finish around midnight Harry, ask Dev..." I looked up from the music sheets and saw how hurt he looked. What?

Before I could say anything, Paul walked in and announced, "Guys, we couldn't find a hotel near here that had a vacancy."

"But we're One Direction! This is mutiny!" Louis shouted.

"Where are we supposed to go now?" Liam whined.

"We're homeless...." Niall over exaggerated.

"Guys calm down. I'm sure we'll figure something out. How did you fly over without booking a hotel?" I questioned.

"Like unsaid earlier, it was all last minute." Louis said. Great, now I felt guilty. Ugh I can't believe I'm doing this.

"Well, my dad is out of town on a business trip, and I have room if you guys are desperate." The words flew out of my mouth before I could stop them.

"We're desperate!" Niall shouted.

"I agree with Nialler." Louis nodded.

"Hold on guys." Paul interrupted, "Are you sure Scar? Your dad won't come after us with a shotgun." I laughed. "No my daddy trusts me. Plus, he wouldn't mind."

"Is it any trouble?" Paul asked.

"No, it's just for a night. What's the worst that can happen?"

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