forget, forgot, forgotten ?

Alex is an really normal girl. When she is 12 she falls in love with a boy while on vacation. When they return the next summer everything is perfect. They keep in touch but over the year the contact slowly fades away. When the next summer comes around he isn’t there. In a moment of complete anger and heartbroken she deletes all the contact information. All that’s left are the pictures. Almost directly after she feels miserable. A whole year go’s by and she is sure they will never meet again, a summer passes and she stay’s home. But almost a summer later she sees a clip on youtube, and there he is. Singing on the X-factor. Will they be reunited? And does he still remember her?

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17. chapter 17 - life goes on...

A/N: hay, an author’s note at the beginning… boohoo. This’ll be filler, just filling the gap that would’ve fallen between the last and the next chapter (if I didn’t make this one). So this’ll be in third person. It’ll just be an explanation about what happens in their lives. I hope you enjoy! I love you! Xoxo-

 

That night Mike and Alex came back from the club around five in the morning. They were completely wasted. It was a wonder they were able to get back without dying. Neither one of them had a clue about what they were doing. Alex closed the door and ran to the cough, giggling as she almost tripped over Mike on her way there. Mike was inspecting the carpet, as he explained it. They didn’t know what they were doing; they didn’t know why they did it. They couldn’t even remember until three days after. But somehow they had managed to kiss that night. Later one of them would shrug it off whit an I didn’t know what I was doing or we were both completely wasted. The atmosphere after Mike remembered was tense. Really tense. But they managed to talk through it. Talking, something they did a lot. It didn’t mean anything to them, and they wouldn’t do it again. Mike still had his job as security guard on the X-Factor tour. Alex went with him to every show. She’d hang out backstage, avoiding little mix. She had become quite good at it. Every night she would go to the side of the stage at the same time. She blended in with the crowd during little Mix’ performance. She ran away from her, but she didn’t forget. She still loved Perrie, and Zayn she thought. It was hard leaving them, but then again they didn’t come searching for her either? So maybe she didn’t matter after all. The weeks went by slowly though. Alex and Mike were becoming closer and closer each day. They understand each other. You could almost say they fitted like puzzle pieces together. But they knew better. Their hearts belonged to other persons. After the drunken night and the kiss they mostly talked about what happened between them. Talking about everything that it had brought with it. After they figured that out Mike slowly tried talking to her about what she had done wrong. The first time it ended in a heated argument which eventually revolved into Alex slapping Mike. He tried again the next day though; he just wanted to help her. Fix her up a little. After a long talk Alex saw it herself, how she pushed everybody away. How she closed herself. It wasn’t all her fault. She was a victim after all. But the way she handles her problems weren’t right. At this point she was a living example of running away from your problems doesn’t help. How many nights after she ran had she spent crying over Mike. And since she finally had the courage to come up to him and face it she didn’t? It had fixed a little part of her, a tiny part. But it was a start. Alex really relied on Mike, and she trusted him with her life. Same thing for Mike. There was no good way to describe their friendship. It wasn’t something new whenever somebody asked them if they were together. They joked about a lot. Their friendship was close and affectionate. They shared a bed, cuddles at night. They did kissing on the cheek and going out together. They were like joined at the hip. Hard to believe aye? People with so much heavy history being so close, but they were. Three weeks flew by. Alex slept better, so did Mike. They had gone to the Fair and had late night strolls. They had been swimming and out for dinner. She had cried in his shoulder. He in the crook of her neck. She had kissed his temple and cheek thousand o times. Kissed away his tears. He had kissed her forehead and temple thousands of times. Kissed away her fears and tears. They had comforted each other in times of need. They had been each other’s rocks. But they both knew there beautiful times were going to end sometime. Like Alex had said many of times; “the universe is against me. It won’t let me be happy.” But they were enjoying it as long as it lasts.

 

In the other side of town, a different class of people. The famous ones, the ones on the stage. The one needing the security. Things were slightly different. Niall and the lads had talked. He had told them every little detail about his past with Alex. About how she met Perrie. About how Perrie and Zayn got together. He couldn’t bring himself to tell about her parents or things of her personal problems. He told them how he had given up on fixing her. That had caused some trouble. Louis and Harry finding everything so romantic told him not to. While Liam though on how it had affected Niall. How it had broken him, and how much drama it brought. And Zayn, Zayn didn’t have an opinion. He said that she brought drama that she was a mess, but that she also needed Niall to fix her. Perrie was on the X-Factor tour, completely focusing on singing. They didn’t want to bring her up, knowing that Perrie still had a very hard time. Even though Niall had tried, he didn’t forget. She often wandered around in his mind. How is she doing right now? Dies she still think about me? Is she in a relationship with Mike? Is she still with Mike? Has she run of again? Did she forgive him? That one was the most frequent one. Did she forgive him? Did she? He felt like he was about to blow up, whenever he thought about it his eyes got a little darker. His eyebrows furrowed and he scrunched up his whole face. Creating wrinkles in the process. The other boys had learned the hard way not to interrupt Niall when he wore this face. They also knew he was asking himself that question. It was the question that was eating him alive. All he needed to know. After two weeks the face wasn’t there anymore. Or at least not so much. He started to get back in his old ways. His cheeky and a little hyper little personality came back, too much happiness from the other boys. Zayn and Perrie were going strong and so did One Direction. Perrie sometimes wondered about Alex. Did she forget her? Did she miss her? She knew she certainly did. Her mind couldn’t get grip on the fact she was with Mike. She has switched from being miserable to being totally focused on her career and her boyfriend three days after Niall’s screaming session. The X-Factor tour was just amazing! It was lovely to see so many fans and perform for them. She enjoyed every second of it. It was the third week of touring when she had gotten a text from Zayn. Their next stop was Middlesbrough and he would be there. Zayn and the rest of the Lads would be hanging backstage. She couldn’t wait! But like always, none of them could even imagine what would go down that night…

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A/N: a small little author’s note. AGAIN REALLY?! Anyway i want to apologize in advance. I’ll apologize right now for the fact that the next chapter won’t be uploaded for another week I think. It’s just a really busy time and I can’t find  the time to write during schooldays… sorry! But maybe, I can upload it around Thursday. If I want that I better get started so gooooodbye. And if you read my story I love you! :$

Xoxo-

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