"Styles, they aren't my family." He looked up at me in astonishment.
"They didn't love me. They didn't care for my talent they always told me I would never become successful with my talents. That I was just...a mistake. They abused me, so I left with Flynn and Link to come and start a new life."
"So how's that working out for you?"
"It's better than my last life."
"Look, the people that let you down the most is-"
"My parents." I finish his sentence. "I heard the saying before, Styles. I didn't let them stop me from accomplishing my dreams, but look where I ended up now because I let them put me down. I really fucked up." I put my face in my hands.
"No, you didn't mess up, Andy. This new start is going to help you, and I know what might just help."
"What?" I look up at him.
"Look, there's going to be an ice skating competition and the prize is money. It's probably enough to afford a car, or house, or food, or...clothes."
"What's wrong with my clothes?"
"I'm just messing with you, but don't you want a car to drive around in?"
"No, but I could use a new skateboard, or bigger canvases to paint on, or maybe a new case for my vio- wait a minute...I see what you're doing."
"What am I doing?"
"You want me to follow my dreams and crap. No thanks Styles, I'm not dressing in a mini skirt to just earn money that I won't even win. I'll just make a fool out of myself out there."
"I'll skate with you."
"You ran into the wall like twenty minutes ago....you expect me to choose you to be my partner?"
"Point taken, but just sign up. I believe you can do it."
"Thanks for the support, but I won't be needing it because I'm not skating." I take off my skates in the middle of the rink and run off throwing the skates on the pavement.
"Andy, wait!" I didn't look back.
Why did I let everything out? All of the things that been killing me inside are settling down now that I've talked with someone about them. Did I trust Harry? No, I don't like the band, or did I?
I threw off my jacket and kept running towards the white snow filled park. I stop behind a tree and rip my pants up to my knees leaving the bottom pant part in the snow. Don't ask why I took off my jacket and ripped part of my jeans. Okay, okay, I always liked the cold. It soothes me. I keep on running and look back to see Harry looking around for me. I suddenly felt tree roots at my feet making me trip over them. I crash onto the floor groaning in pain.
I wish I didn't fall and get scratches.
"Andy?" I slowly look up and see a silhouette of a boy. I squint my eyes and see a clearer vision of...Niall?
"What happened to you?"
"I uh...took a tumble while I was running." I lied.
"You took a fall that bad?" I nod. "I don't see any scratches. Where's your jacket? Here, take mine." He puts his jacket over my shoulder wrapping his arm around me. "I'll drive you home."
I turn my head back to see Harry on the other side of the park still looking for me. I face front again and get inside Niall's car. I buckle up and we take off down the foggy streets of London.
"So what were you doing outside? Weren't you supposed to be with one of the boys right now?"
"Haha. Funny story...well, I'm going to be honest with you and tell you the truth not because you'll probably be whining for me to tell, but I feel like I trust you, Niall. I was actually with Harry right now and see, things kinda went too far for me."
"Did he try kissing you?"
"Kiss me? Why would he ki-"
"What did he do?" He interrupted me.
"Let me explain Niall!" I throw my hands up in the air. "We were talking and...I don't know how to say it. I never felt like this before with someone. He's not the only one I have the same feeling about."
"You like Harry?" He looks up at me as he stops at the red light.
"What? No! I didn't mean for it to come out that way! That wouldn't even happen between you and me." I froze and look out the window staying quiet.
"So what you're saying is you trust Harry and me?"
I took a deep breath closing my eyes. "Not necessarily 'trust', but I feel different around you guys. Like the way I would feel around someone else until they decided to go downhill with their life."
"So you would tell me anything?"
"Well, not everything, but maybe more than I would think."
"Okay, why did you really leave Harry?"
"I don't know, Niall." I looked up at him.
"What do you mean you don't know? Something he said must of made you ditch him out in the park!" He looks at me.
"Or did he say something when you two went ice skating?"
What the? How could he know I went ice skating with Harry? Maybe Harry tweeted something on twitter when we were putting on our skates, but I didn't see him with his phone at all.
"Were you...spying on us?" I study his eyes.
"No! He posted a tweet on twitter, and I was out running some errands."
"What were you running errands for?" I raise an eyebrow.
"Well, I-I w-went to run-"
"Niall, just tell me the truth."
"I can't." I look up to see that we've arrived at my condo.
I unbuckle my seatbelt and grab Niall's face pulling his towards mine. I put my forehead against his closing my eyes. "If you're ever ready to tell me...just say." I push away getting out of the car. I walk up to the door and turn back to see Niall frozen in the same position I left him in.
"Hey Andy, were you hooking up?" I turn back to the living room to see Flynn on the couch looking up at me.
"Well, if you haven't checked twitter you probably should."
I run to my room turning on my computer to twitter to see something that made me furious. It was a picture of Harry and me ice skating not too long ago. Stupid fans. Good thing they didn't get my face. I scroll down to see Harry had replied to the tweet saying, "just hanging out with a friend." Relief came over me when I read his tweet.
"So you and mop head have a thing going or not, or is it with food hogger?"
"No! Nothing between any of them! And stop giving them nicknames."
"Weren't you about to kiss food hogger in the car?"
"You too?!?!" I push him out of my room slamming the door in his face.
Why is everybody spying on me? It's feels so weird. Like I'm a celebrity being followed by paparazzi and fans.
I put my computer away and plop on my bed covering myself with the blankets at the end of my bed. My phone starts to vibrate under my pillow. I pick it up without looking at the caller ID.
"Hello?" I clear my throat.
"Hey, it's Harry..." I froze when I heard him.
"Harry? Wha- how did you get my number?"
"So where'd you go?"
"I uh...Flynn texted me that there was an emergency." I lied.
"What happened? Is everything alright?"
"Yeah, it was a false alarm."
"Oh glad to here everything's okay then."
"Yeah, I'm glad too." It stood quiet between us for a while.
"So I guess I'll see you in two days?"
"Oh yeah, that's the final day with you guys, am I right?"
I hear a quiet sigh on the other side of the line. "Yeah, our last day with you, then we kick it off and just spend some time here with family."
"Well, I'll talk to you later."
"Yeah?" I wait for his reply.
"About the pictures on twitter..."
"I know. I saw your reply to it."
"I'm sorry about the blow up on twitter. You probably don't like the paps and fans taking pictures."
"It's not your fault. I don't blame you."
"Why are you apologizing?" I ask.
"I have to go." He hangs up leaving me to listen to the ending buzz.