Trouble {One Direction}

Sometimes we don’t realize things before they’re too late. Sometimes we realise them just before and sometimes we see them at the very beginning. We start moving into the darkness and move around in seducing ankles. It’s fun in the beginning but sometimes it can all be taken to a point where it’s going way out of line. Why couldn’t we stop this before it was too late? Why did we keep moving to the stars and the sound of our own emptiness? But as it’s been said before… the thing about pain is that it’s demanding to be felt and I so felt it this time. I’m so sorry for what I started between us. We could have made it if it wasn’t for what I kept doing to you.


19. 19

“Mum… dad? Would you mind leaving Harry and me alone for a second. I have a few things I need to speak with him about.”

“Of course darling. We’ll talk later. I’m glad you’re okay.”

My dad kissed my forehead and left the room with my mum who was in tears. I hoped it was happy tears to be honest. I couldn’t bear if she was crying right now.

“Harry you need to help me out here, you’re the only one I can fully trust.”

“Why do you suddenly trust me so blindly?”

“Because I’ve seen a world without you and it’s not ever a world I want to live in again.”

“How was I in the other world Kerry?”


I looked at him with fear in my eyes. He must have understood the serious of me now.


He only managed to get that one word out and honestly I didn’t know how to explain this to him.

“I didn’t remember my past in the alternative world Harry. I was a different person, that’s all I know. I was back home all the way back home and you had moved there in the same complex as me. You lived on the first floor and me on the third. My parents and I didn’t get along and I was so far gone when you came to town. We didn’t know each other before that and I didn’t know about One Direction, not until shortly before I woke up. Liam was my protector and taking care of me after you died. We did terrible things to each other, but I don’t remember any of them happen I only had the memories of it back. It sounds strange I know but it was more like they were fantasies than reality. You died drunk in a fire. I saw you burn because I was the one to get you out of the fire and the ghost of me was everything that was left when I saw you die. You were drunks and on drugs but I don’t know what you had taken that night.”

“That night?”

“It was every night Harry. That’s how we dealt with life.”

“Baby I’m sorry.”

“Don’t baby me Harry. I need to know what’s going on and how I’m related to the different people in this world and I wouldn’t want anyone but you to show me.”

Harry took a white iPhone 5 from the table beside me. It was in the charger but it must have been fully charged because he unplugged it from the charger.

“This is your phone. Open it and you will know most of what’s been going on in this world. Both when you were here with us and when you were in your own world. I’ll be sitting over here when you’re ready to talk about it.”

He unlocked the phone and I went to the camera roll and scrolled all the way to the top and looked through the pictures. I generally checked the entire phone and was shocked when I looked through everything.

Most of my pictures were adorable pictures of Harry and me. He was my boyfriend, I knew it. Otherwise I wouldn’t have been able to feel like that about him. I went to my Facebook and looked through it. I had a lot of people following me. A lot of people must have known my name. I looked under my family and found a beautiful guy who was with Liam on his profile picture. He was listed at my brother and suddenly everything hit me.

I was Andy’s sister, Liam’s best friend and I had known the boys in forever. Andy and Liam had known each other for long before they were even a band that was why Liam was my protector in my other world he was like a brother to me, and apparently a lot more than that in my deepest mind. I must have met Harry a long time ago.

“How long have we been?”



“A little more than a year.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because I hoped you would remember.”

“And my relationship to Niall, Louis and Zayn?”

“Not the best, but you’re friends with them as well and they support us.”

“Where’s my brother?”


“Why isn’t he here?”

“You don’t remember?”


“He’s mad at you.”

“Mad enough to not even say goodbye if I had died.”

“He’s been here.”


“3 days ago when I was the only one here…”

“Why’s he mad at me?”

“Because you did something stupid.”

“What did I do?”

“Let’s just leave it at that. Aren’t you glad to have me back?”

He smirked at me and moved back to my bed and I tried to get my memories to come back but nurse had told me they would come with time and people. I just needed to figure out what was real and what wasn’t.

“Of course.”

I took his hand when he sat down and kissed it gently. My body was sore from lying there and for all in the world I wanted to get up or at least just sit up.

Harry lay down beside me and let me cuddle up to him. The feeling I had been missing for so long filled me and I started crying once again. My trouble was gone but maybe another one had just begun as well… 


- The End

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