Change Your Mind

What would happen if you bumped into Harry Styles, the last person you wanted to see, in the middle of what could become your dream come true? What if you were once in The X Factor competeting against him? What if he realises he can't live without you?
Ava Arnolds is back in the competition three years after losing against One Direction thanks to Harry. Once they are invited by Simon Cowell to The X Factor, Harry is willing to stay and get Ava back, even though it won't be easy. Will he be able to win her over again?


7. Reminisce



Halle approached without me noticing.

"Oh my god, Ava!" I looked up. Damn! I had forgotten to watch her perform. "What happened?"

"Nothing, it's nothing," I lied. Nobody knew there had been something between Harry and I, and I was fine keeping it secret.

"I know it's not true, but if you don't want to tell me it's okay," she said hugging me. I forced a smile while tears kept streaming down my face. I tried to stop them, and after a few minutes, I did. We asked for a bottle of water for me to drink, and I finally calmed down. This had definitely not been my best night.




We went back to the house we had rented. I went to sleep right away. There were no lights on, just me, laying in my bed, in the darkness.

I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking about Ava, about how she hated me. I remembered everything that happened on The X Factor three years ago. I felt horrible. I felt tears come down my face and I started sobbing uncontrollably. I got up, washed my face and decided to get some apple juice.

While I was in the kitchen, I thought about her performance. She looked beautiful. She was perfect. She was nice, she was funny, she was smart, she was talented, everything I wanted in a girl. Except that, well, she hated me.

She looked just the same than she did three years ago. Light brown long messy hair that gave her a touch of slovenliness. She had honey coloured eyes, beautiful and deep but at the same time crazy and wild. She reminded me of Liam, a little. She wasn't tall, in fact, she was actually quite short. But she looked cute. Her height fitted her personality perfectly.

I kept thinking about her, Ava, Ava, Ava. I decided to clear my mind from her, so I sat in the living room and turned on the TV.

"Harry, dude," I heard a voice wake me up.

"Huh?" I groaned.

"Come on, let's take you to bed," it was Liam. He turned off the TV and helped me get up, but, honestly I wasn't in the mood to move.

"Ava..." I cried, and, once again, tears came out of my eyes.

"I know, I can tell, Harry," he rubbed my back a couple of times and helped me stand up. "Come on."

We were both walking upstairs and he tucked me in my bed. I laughed quietly at the fact that he was actually Daddy Direction. He walked out and closed the door. This time it was easier for me to fall asleep. I cuddled with my pillow and fell asleep to the sound of the pouring rain.

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