Still Mine

What if someone said something to you, trying to discourage you from following your dreams. Would you give up on that dream? Or would you follow that dream and prove them wrong. What if the person who tired to discourage you came to an event of your dream that is now reality and tried to win you back?

My name is Olivia Wilson, and I know what I'd do.

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4. Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Liv's POV

I looked away from Harry and turned back to Niall.

"You brought Harry?" I whispered-yelled to him.

"Well yeah, I thought you both might want to see each other," he said.

"What on earth made you think that?" I said, clear anger and annoyance in my voice as I looked over at Harry again.

He was looking at the dance floor now, some else taking his attention away from us, probably some girl he thought was hot. I took this moment to observe his features. He seemed a bit taller, his long legs adorned with skinny jeans, he definitely had been working out. His curls pushed back instead falling in his face like they use too.

"Well for one thing you're checking him out," Niall said.

"What? I am not," I protested.

"Whatever, why don't you just go and talk to him?" he told me.

"Why should I talk to him, I have nothing nice to say. If anything I'd just go over and yell at him." I said.

"Well that's a bit harsh, don't you think?"

"No," I answered.

•••

A few hours had passed now and the party was almost over. It was really fun; Niall came up and sang with a few fans and me. I was just so happy that Niall was here, not even Harry being here could ruin it. As far as Harry goes though, I spent the whole time avoiding all eye contact and interaction with him. I did notice him staring at me a lot through out the night but I didn't let it bother me.

"How long are you going to be staying in London?" Niall asked me.

"My break is about two months long so I'll probably spend it all in London," I smiled.

"Awesome," he said.

The party was pretty much over now and everyone was filing out of the doors. Niall and Harry stayed and they offered to help clean up. I decided to let them stay and help the crew and me clean up. I gave Niall a broom and let Harry figure out what he was going to do on his own.

I walked over to the tables and began to pick up and the cups and plates. I noticed a presence in front of me on the other side of the table picking up all the bowls and plates that once contain various foods and drinks. I didn't bother to look up to see who it was; I just kept looking down at the table and stacking the cups.

"Um, hey Liv," I instantly stopped, my eyes daring me to look up at the boy in front of me. I knew who it was, only two people here right now call me Liv, and only once of them has a thick monotone British accent.

I quickly picked up my small stacks of cups and plates and began to walk away.

"Wait, wait," I heard him say.

I kept on walking faster and faster as I heard shuffling from his shoes catching up behind me until he caught up with me. I felt his hand grab my forearm and I tried to yank my arm away from his tight grip. I forgot about all the plastic cups and plates I was holding until they all fell to floor as a result of me trying to pull my arm away from Harry.

I now successfully pulled my arm out of Harry's grasp and knelt down to the floor to pick up the scattered cups and plates as I cursed under my breath. Harry knelt down as well and began to help.

"Sorry," he whispered. I just rolled my eyes and scoffed at him.

Why was he even talking to me? I thought he hated me. We were both furious with each other and I'd like to keep it that way.

I finished picking up and restacking and I grabbed the small stack next to me and I stood back up. Harry followed my actions and handed me the items he picked up, I snatched them from him, careful not to drop everything again.

"Thanks," I mumbled and quickly walked off.

I reached the trashcan and I threw all the plastic cups and plates into the can. I sighed and walked back where everyone was. I searched for Niall until I saw him sweeping around all the tables. I walked over to him after I had spotted him,

"Hey," I said once I reached him.

"Hey Liv," he greeted.

"How's the sweeping going?"

"Good, I think I'm done, I just need to go throw this away," he said and motioned to the dirt inside the dustpan.

I nodded as he picked up the pan and walked over to the trashcan; careful not to have any of the dust or small pieces of trash fall out. Niall jogged back over to me and wipe his hands together as he began to speak,

"Well Harry and I should get going, but how about we go get some lunch tomorrow and catch up some," he suggested.

"Okay," I said "Sounds good."

"You can choose where we go, just text me tomorrow with what time will work for you," he told me.

I nodded and we both gave other a quick embrace before he went to go get Harry. I watched as he went over to Harry who was talking to one of the crewmembers. I'm pretty sure he noticed me watching because he looked over at me, catching my glance again. I quickly looked away and turned to leave.

I walked out of the room and headed down the hallway to my dressing room. I decided I might as well go ahead and pack everything up before I head out. Most of the clothing was my 'concert clothes' so I had to leave it with my make up artist and designer. I went through and quickly took out the clothes that were mine and threw them next to all my other items I had set on the couch.

I looked around the room to make sure I got everything, when I heard a knock at the door. I turned to go open it to reveal my manager look down at his phone.

"Ready to leave Olivia?" he asked and glanced up from his phone for a few seconds only to return to his stare at the phone.

"Yeah, just let me grab my stuff." I said and he nodded.

I went over to the couch and grabbed my purse and tote bag, followed by the few items of clothes I had in there, the rest of my own clothes were in the tour bus. I walked out and closed the door behind me. My manager glanced up again and began to speak as he looked back at his damn phone.

"Okay so the bus will drop you and your stuff off and then the next two months are yours," he informed me.

I smiled and nodded as we walked out of the stadium to the bus. I walked up the steps of the bus and sat down on the couch.

"Hey Olivia here are your clothes," my assistant Naomi said as she handed me a suitcase and a duffle bag.

"Thank you," I said and retrieved the items.

Naomi was more then just my assistant, she had became my best friend on the rode, although she was almost two years older than me, we got along well. She gave great advice and always knew exactly what to say.

The bus ride was only a few minutes and we arrived. I was staying at a vacation apartment while I was staying here and I was so excited to get there. I had been looking at all the pictures online and it looked so amazing.

"We're here," my tour bus driver announced.

I said my goodbyes everyone and gave everyone a hug and a big thank you for everything before I got off the tour bus for the last time for the next two months.

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