Rubber Band

“We are all like rubber bands; Everyone is flexible, but there comes a point where we can no longer snap back into place, and we break.” That’s exactly what happened. I stretched myself too far and couldn’t recover. I no longer had the flexibility, the elasticity of a rubber band. I was no longer myself. I was no longer anyone. I simply did not exist anymore. I had snapped. **Don't even think about taking my story** H.S


21. Chapter 19

Harry's P.O.V


We left without saying goodbye. Or, at least I did. The boys went and saw Shane and the others, while I sat at the hotel, packing my feelings away into a small suitcase. It was time for more interviews and shows. The same old routine. We flew to Australia first and spent about a month there. After that we went to japan for a week, then back home to London where we continued to travel throughout Europe. We flew back to the U.S for some interviews in New York, Orlando, Houston, Hollywood, and of course, Detroit.

We just got done in Hollywood and were off to Detroit. The airport was packed as I kept my head down, praying we wouldn’t get noticed.

“I can’t wait to see Bri” Niall exclaimed. I rolled my eyes and scowled. Niall had begged to spend more time in Detroit, which is why we went to Hollywood before here. Lucky him, all he had to do was smile and say please, it’s hard to say no to his adorable face. I however wanted to fly back to London after our appearance, but was told that was ‘counterproductive’.

We boarded the plane, sat down in first class, and I drifted to sleep, since I wouldn’t be getting any anytime soon.


Melissa’s P.O.V


“Shit fuck damn.” I swore as I hit the brake.

“Are you okay?” Nicole asked from the back seat.

“I’m fine!” I yelled. I caught her grimace in the rearview mirror. “I’m sorry, it’s just, if I’m late for work again ill lose my job, and Shane is having more chemo at two and this bitch doesn’t know how to fucking drive!”  My voice rose with annoyance.

Nicole, Chelsea, and Jeff sat quietly in the back seat. I dropped them off and raced off to work still aggravated at Chelsea for forgetting her cello in the trunk and making me even more late. I parked messily and ran into work out of breath.

My manager Matt stood behind the counter, his face livid.

“I’m sorry, I was dropping—“

“I don’t want to hear it. I told you, one more time and you’re done. I gave you more than one warning. I can’t help you anymore. You’re done. I’ll send you your last check in the mail.” He walked to his office and left me standing in the middle of the lobby, devastated. Fired? What does that mean?


Harry’s P.O.V


We touched down around 7 in the morning and I stumbled off the plane. I hate sitting for a long time. I made my way to the pick-up area with the boys, security was supposed to get our luggage. To my astonishment a white, 2011 Range Rover pulled up with none other than Bricia in the driver’s seat. Niall’s face lit up like the fourth of July.

“Hey baby!” she cheered as he hopped in the passenger seat. They shared a very passionate kiss that lasted a while.

“So, you recently got your drivers license, so is this your new car?” Niall asked her while she pulled away. I could see in the distance a mob of girls running in the direction of the van.

“Oh no, I’m still saving up. I borrowed this, its Melissa…um…a friends” she faded out looking at me in the rearview.

“How is she?” I asked quietly.

“She’s…struggling. Shane is better though. They think he might actually pull through.”

We drove for a bit before pulling up to the MGM Grand hotel. I got out and squeezed past the mob of fans screaming and standing behind the many security guards. I gave a small wave and entered the hotel. We each had a room next to each other on the seventh floor. My bags were miraculously in my room already. I never unpack so I just threw them in the corner and plopped down on the bed ready for a nap. Just then, someone knocked on the door. I groaned and got to my feet, opening up to the boys and Bri.

“Hey were going to see Shane in the hospital, you wanna come with?” Liam asked. I debated whether it was worth running into Melissa. As if they were reading my mind Louis spoke up, “You have to face her at some point Haz.”

He had a point. So I nodded, grabbed my room key off the dresser, and followed them down the hall. It was a long drive to the hospital. Full of nerves and giddiness. Bricia pulled up slowly to the big building and parked. My hands were sweating at this point and I felt like I had to poop. I got out of the car and followed the guys through the same double doors I flung open in anger months ago.


Shane’s P.O.V


I could tell something was wrong. I had a bad cough, sore throat, and it was hard to breathe but that was it. I felt great other than that. Yet the doctors kept looking at an x-ray they took with sad and confused faces. They left the room for the tenth time and thankfully didn’t reenter. Instead five guys and a girl walked in.

“Hey!” I croaked excitedly, a wide smile finding its way onto my face. They all spread out and each hugged me. Harry moved to the back of the room, clearly feeling out of place.

“Is Mel here?” Bricia asked me.

“No, she was supposed to be here an hour ago to check in before she went to work, but its okay. I’m supposed to have Chemo at two so as long as she gets here before then, I’ll be fine.” I looked at the concerned look on Harry and Bricia’s face. Bricia moved over to Harry and whispered something in his ear. They walked out together.

The others told me what they had been up to and all the cool stuff that’s been going on. Harry came back in the room a few minutes later and joined in laughing with us. It felt really nice to be around guys again. Don’t get me wrong, I love my sister but it gets a little lonely with just her.

“You’re really rocking the bald look little man” Niall said feeling my head.

“Thanks, I thought I would change it up.” I joked.

“Wish I had the balls to do that. I would look like an old man without hair. But it really fits you.” Zayn joked running his hand through his hair. I laughed. My hair had fallen out a while ago and I was used to wearing hats now.
Just then Melissa rushed in followed by a flustered Bricia.

“I’m so sorry little man, the others were running late and I had to get them to school on time.” She set her purse down. I could tell she had been crying. Tear streaks still remained on her cheeks.

“It’s okay. I thought you had work?” I said looking at her clean uniform.

“Huh? Oh…yeah well, not today munchkin.” She just then glanced around the room at the guys. “Oh, hey” she flushed. Her eyes landed on Harry and they started to well up. Oh boy.


Harry’s P.O.V


Even in her uniform she was stunning. My mind raced. I wanted all at once to kiss her, yell at her, fuck her, and just hold her. She finally looked at me and our eyes locked. I saw the tears behind her hazel eyes. She made a run for the door and I followed her out, catching her wrist and pulling her to the wall.

“You’re not running away this time” I said lifting her chin up. I looked into her eyes. Tear were brimming and about to fall.

“I’m sorry. Okay? I’m so sorry.” She said, her tears finally billowing over. I pulled her into my chest and put my chin on her head.

“I know. I know, and I’m sorry too. I should have never left you. I should have explained.” I could feel her tears soaking through my shirt but I didn’t care. I was just happy to have her in my arms again. I love this girl so much.


Melissa’s P.O.V


“I’m sorry. Okay? I’m so sorry.”

“I know. I know, and I’m sorry too. I should have never left you. I should have explained.” My tears soaked his shirt. I looked up at him, his emerald eyes were shining with tears, and I fell in love all over again. I saw a future with him. Everything. Kids, growing old, the whole sha-bang. I took a step back and wiped my eyes.

“I love you so much Melissa. I’ve missed you so muc—“

Just then Liam raced out of the room, “Melissa, something’s wrong, he’s not breathing.” I ran into Shane’s room and saw him blue in the face.

“Doctor!” I yelled. “Nurse! Doctor! Help! I need help!”

A doctor and a few nurses ran in and we were asked to step out. I moved out of the way as I watched them preform CPR then roll him down the hall. I made to follow after but Bricia grabbed my arm and held me back.

“What, what is going on? What just happened?” I asked to the crowd in general.

No one could answer.

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