Mindless Dreaming [On Hold]

[This story is on hold]
Jordan has to work with the ‘biggest boy band in the planet’. What will happen when her dreams start to show her some of her story, published right in front of her eyes while she sleeps- but she never even notices. What will happen when she realises that these boys aren't all they've turned out to be... What will happen to the end of her story, will she get her happily ever after she's been wanting or will she be faced with ‘Mindless’ consequences…? ~~All image credits go to their rightful owners~~


16. Honestly...


Sorry I just thought that this chapter worked best in Liam's POV




I don’t know what came over me yesterday; I felt this ball of disappointment in my stomach that she didn't come. That feeling made me write that note; from my pure sadness and remorse. I obviously regret what I wrote, but I knew how it would all turn out in the end and her future probably didn't involve me anyway.

To Harry & Liam

Hey, I was wondering if you guys would come over at 4:00 this afternoon? Just let yourselves in, the doors unlocked.


I scan through the text one more time before forcefully putting my phone away; this was the last time I would be considered something to Jordan, considered something more than a friend that is…

We both sit in the lounge- anxiously waiting for Jordan to come downstairs from her bedroom; I fumble with my fingers as my heart begins to cry with fear and pain of knowing what came next.

“You know… whatever happens you will always be one of my best mates and brothers...” Harry says sending me a smile, as I fake a smile back. What’s the point- he obviously has this down pat, Jordan’s already fallen for him- She is obviously happier when she’s with him.

What happens after she chooses him? Am I- trash, Friend-zoned forever? It’s hard enough having the girl of your dreams being taken away by your best mate- but even worse to try and stay friends with her, also forgetting the feelings I have for her…

“Its okay- But did you honestly think it would go this far…?” I ask making sure Jordan wasn't coming down the stairs to hear anything she shouldn't.

“Honestly… I never thought It would go this far- but I worked on it.. And look where that got me.” He says, lifting his shoulders softly and unknowingly.

“How do you think she’ll feel when you tell her?” I say leaning back into the soft cushions of the couch, wiping my hands on my skinny jeans.

“I don’t plan that far ahead, but I- Jordan…” I turn to my left to see Jordan slowly making her way down the steps- her hair tied into a cute bun, the bags under her eyes growing and her skin all red and blotchy, the tear stains obliviously visible.

She comes into the lounge, sitting on the armchair so then me and Harry were to either side of her; both of us probably scared and at the same time nervous.

We sit there in silence before she starts to speak; trying to hold back her sobs, her usual cheery voice covered by mumbles of doubt.

“I… I choose- Harry…” The words dripping from her plump lips cautiously like venom coming from a snake’s mouth. No-body dares to move; the songs of birds singing outside, the smell of grass fills the atmosphere, the afternoon sun peeping through some open windows. Everything else seems… so- so relaxed, yet in here it is the total opposite.

We all sit there in silence; no- one daring to break the trance, as Harry looks towards the ground hand in hand whilst Jordan and I stare intensely at each other, not daring to break neither mine or hers gaze.

“Honestly... I wish both of you good luck. I say standing and walking to the front door; not breaking our stare, I let myself out. Before I can control myself from losing it, I slam the door behind me.

Why did I write that fucking note. Fuck Me. But how clueless is she, can’t she see that he’s going to play her- That’s Harry fricken Styles for you, that’s all he knows how to do. He doesn’t know commitment; he doesn’t do relationships, he plays women- She should know better…


Hey, Listen I know we haven’t talked in a while but I’ve been remembering all the memories together and I really wanted to ask if you’d be my girlfriend? If you want you can meet me at that nightclub on main road. I would love it if you did.

Liam xx

I walk into the club nervously; I don’t normally drink but now felt especially like a good time to start. I walk towards the bar, taking a seat on one of the stools; asking the bartender for a beer, I look around- the usual, drunk guys and girls; grinding, dancing, kissing and talking all around the room. The loud music pounds the whole building and everything inside it.

A single tear rolls down my face as I pick up the thick glass taking a big gulp; the sour liquid flowing down my throat, making me shiver at its gruesome taste. I feel a tap on my shoulder- turning around, I wipe the tear away with the back of my hand. Our eyes lock as a smile makes its way onto my face.

“Sophia!” I say hugging her as she hugs me back, her skinny body sporting a loose-fitting yellow green jumpsuit.

“Liam, long time no see. When you texted I was surprised- but I’m glad you did, I always thought I would never see you again.” She says sitting on the stool beside me; she orders a margarita as we continue to talk.

“In the text you asked me to be your girlfriend? But I heard you’re dating a girl- Jordan is it? It’s all over the news and all…” I swirl the tiny bit of left-over beer in my glass.

“Nah- I’m not dating anyone, she’s just… A friend.” I say taking another big gulp of the liquid, my glass now empty.

“Oh… Okay well then I will be your girlfriend. Well- how’s your band doing, well I hope” she says smiling, her golden brown hair flowing perfectly down her slim shoulders; like I remembered it did back in school.

“Yeah…  I guess we’re doing okay?-” I say, or more likely ask, looking into her beautiful green eyes; they complimented her face, but she was always pretty- even back when we were younger. I ask for the bartender for another beer as he goes to fetch it.

“… So, back to this Jordan girl- I heard you and Harry were both into her, something must've happened to make you ask me to be your girlfriend…” She asks taking a short sip from her margarita.

“Well- not really, I guess my decision just... happened- but boy, if only she knew the whole story… would things change between us.” I say looking down at the table shaking my head, the beer taking it's toll.

“What do you mean; do you still have feelings for this Jordan girl. Are you gonna pretend like I’m your girlfriend to make her jealous and actually make me fall for you when you don’t feel the same way back…?” She asks confused and slightly annoyed, starting to leave - she wobbles as she stands, slightly tipsy.

The DJ starts to play ‘Wake Me Up’ by Avicii as I speak back to her, trying to avoid her question;

“No, I would never do that to you- Hey c’mon let’s dance… I love this song.”


The last words I remember from the night before… including the loud pounding music of course.

My head pounds as I yawn opening my eyes to the sun glaring through the window to Sophia’s room. The beautiful face of Sophia lying beside me; the way her face was soft, her lips pink and luscious, her hair covering a little of her face. All of her was cute- way too cute. I pick up the stands of hair covering her face, tucking them gently behind her ear, her body shifted under the white duvet- her green eyes lighting up the whole room like Christmas lights, if that was even possible during the daytime.

“Morning..” I say kissing her on the lips, I feel her smile. Her kiss was sweet, just like candy.

“Aren’t you a cutie.” She says half awake; moving closer to me so our naked bodies were just barely touching as she snuggles into me, her warmth making me want to stay in the bed all day.

I sling my right arm over her so she couldn't move out of my grasp. “Not as cute as you- So this what it feels like to be hungover? I raise my other hand to my head in pain.

“Yeah, hangovers suck don't they. You’re so sweet, just like I remember- but you’re just oh so hard to forget...” She sighs as we both start to remember those days back in school. I remember how I used to have this thing for her- I never exactly knew what was on my mind back then; so it was hard to tell whether I was losing my mind or not, being in love with someone at that age…

My phone rings breaking the peace between us, I reach over to the bedside table looking at the caller ID. I sit up, answering the call.


“Hey Liam, just thought I’d ring and tell you you’re late for rehearsals… You’re normally like the first one here- hahaha” Niall says bursting into laughter as the other boys voices in the background start to make sexual noises. I hold my hand to my head; the hangover taking its toll.

“Oh, Sorry- I’ll be there. Can I bring my girlfriend?” I ask looking at Sophia, the sheet wrapped around her as she picks up clothes off the ground, putting mine onto the bed in front of me.

“Girlfriend? What girlfriend? What’s her name... Is it Danielle, haven't seen her in agezz! and sure.” He says as he chuckles, his Irish laughing tickling my ears.

“No it isn't, but you'll meet her later. Bye mate.”

“LEEYUMMM, TELL M-“ I press end call as I laugh.

“Who was that?” Sophia asks from the bathroom.

“Just the lads- I’m late for concert rehearsals. Do you wanna come?” I ask getting out of bed, pulling my boxers on- followed by my skinny jeans from the previous night.

“Sure, if I’m allowed to- isn’t this like some top secret One Direction thing.” She asks laughing as I walk into the bathroom; she stands in front of the mirror in only her bra and underwear- applying her make-up. I kiss her cheek as I run a hand through her hair; my reflection unshaven and scruffy.

“It would never be a secret to someone I’ve loved before I can even remember”


Author's Note:

Do you think Jordan made the right decision??


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