Authors note: I DONT DO THE TOURS IN ORDER ON PURPOSE, SAME WITH THE SONGS!!
It's Valentine's day today. The boys and I are still on tour. Erica and I are still broken up.. For tonight's show the boys and I have a plan: to get back Erica.
The stage lights are red, pink, and white tonight. Our decorations consist of hearts, and fluffy pillows and decor. We all decided to match tonight for our Valentine's day special. White tuxedos, with pink vests and ties. Our set list is mainly love songs, our own as well as covers.
Tonight, I'm the starter of the show. All the lights go out as I step on the stage. I'm in a heart shaped spotlight with the microphone in my hand. "Tonight is the night of love. Thank you directioners for spending your Valentine's night with us." The fans scream and hold up their signs. They all say a flurry of different things. "Will you go out with me, Harry?" One of the signs say. It infuriates me slightly, but I pretend I don't see it.
"To begin, I'm going to be doing a solo. This one goes out to you, Erica."
I begin to sing "Don't Let Me Go", a song I wrote about her. As I hit the bridge of the song, I get extremely emotional, belting every note straight from the heart.
"Seems like these days I watch you from afar
Just trying to make you understand
I'll keep my eyes wide open yeah
Don't let me go.. Don't let me go.."
I can see the fans swooning at my gesture to Erica. I smirk a little, feeling proud of myself. As I start the next announcement for the show, Liam bolts onto the stage, jerking the microphone from my hand. He pulls me back, whispering in my ear, "She's gone, Harry. She's gone..."
As he finishes the song, I sprint out the back doors of the venue. That's such a cheap shot, Harry. He knows I never liked putting our business on blast to the whole world. I wanted privacy. I wanted him to actually care about me, not just use me for some fame "love" stunt. The anger burns in my cheeks as I throw myself into the closest taxi.
*8 months later*
Nothing. Not a trace of her remains here aside from some of possessions. Her number: disconnected. Emails to her: never answered. Facebook, twitter: deleted. Instagram: blocked me from it. Her car is still at my house. Her clothes still at my house. It's like she just dropped off the face of the world, and left me by myself to make sense of it. I'm heartbroken. How could she do this to me? I should have never let her in. I should have never fallen for her back in high school. I should have never let her stop me from being the player I once was. The thing that hurts the most- she still occasionally talks to everyone in the band- but never me. They won't even give me her number for gods sake. She really wants nothing to do with me, but I don't know why. I haven't been able to make sense of it. Where did this go wrong? Why did she leave? Where is she now?
I've tried to date other girls since Valentine's day, but it's never worked out. They don't compare to her for even a second. I can still hear her laughter ringing in my ears sometimes. I can't listen to the songs we used to listen to together without my heart aching for her to come back. I don't even have the strength to get rid of everything she left at our house... My house.... I haven't even deleted our photos from my phone... Instagram... Twitter. I can't let her out of my life... I just can't let her go.
The boys and I are releasing our new album next month: Midnight memories. A lot of the songs were written with my help. The only good outcome from a broken heart is the writing motivation it gave me.
My phone screen lights up. I still have hope that it will be a text from her... As I glance over at the screen, it's a notification from Twitter. My heart sinks. I'm stupid for having hope that any minute now I could hear back from her. So stupid.
*One month later: November*
Today is the day. Midnight memories was just released. I'm so excited for the boys (not Harry though). I've been waiting months to hear their new songs. I plug my headphones in and press "Random Shuffle". A song titled Half a Heart plays. I can feel an eruption inside me as salty tears sting my face.
"What's wrong?" Luke asks stringing his arm over my shoulder.
"I'm listening to a song, it was just kind of emotional. I felt for it." I lied. It wasn't a full on lie, right?
"Okay baby," Luke coos, kissing my cheek, "I just want to make sure you're okay."
Luke and I have been dating for a few months now. Ever since we met at that one Red Robin, we've been inseparable. I met his three best friends: Calum, Michael, and Ashton. I even introduced Kaelie to them. We all got along very well. The boys even have a band, called 5 Seconds of Summer. I'm staying with them at Luke's house in Australia. A month or so after we all met, Luke asked me out. I agreed of course, I needed to get over Harry anyways. He was probably over me by now. Why wouldn't he be? He was a player from the start. From the day we met in that dumb high school parking lot from the performance on X factor. He was never loyal. I never meant anything to him. I was a toy for him. Nothing more than that. Plus, I had some really strong feelings for Luke after that short duration of time. Once he came into my life, the demons left. So obviously this was meant to happen, and for the better. I became best friends with Ashton from the get go as well; he's just so relatable funny and cheeky. I can easily see Ashton has a crush on Kaelie, but I don't think he knows that she and Louis are dating…
I finish listening to the album, still feeling a bit emotional. "Hey guys," Kaelie cheers prancing into the room, excitement written all over her face. "I just scored some amazing One Direction ticket thanks to Louis! They're very close!"
"Wait who's Louis?" Ashton inquires.
I make eye contact with Kaelie. I know that she has a mini crush on Ashton, but she is loyal to Louis. "Ashton, Louis my boyfriend" Kaelie replies, smiling at her feet.
"Oh, when did you start dating?" Ashton whispers, looking up at her like a helpless puppy. My heart ached for Ash.
"Hmm, around 2 years." She answers without even thinking.
I look over at Ashton, and he runs out of the room.
*The next day*
Kaelie left last night to go back to Louis and the boys for the album release party. Ashton is still butthurt about the whole ordeal, but what could he or anyone else really do about it? Either way, we are all pumped for the 1D boys concert tomorrow. We all plan our outfits together. Ashton decides it's necessary for him and I to wear matching bandanas so we don't lose each other. Luke laughs at Ashton's blatant fear of getting lost and being in the dark.
Last night, we searched our seats up online. They are the first row of the VIP, untouchable by common people. Each seat easily priced in thousands. Also, Kaelie politely offered us meet and greet tickets. I cringed at the thought of re-meeting the boys. The idea was a bullet to my brain. I couldn't even fathom the outcome of that horrid idea. The 5SOS boys were giddy with excitement and forced us to accept the offer.
"People would die for the chance to meet 1D, so why would anyone want to pass that up?" Calum argues with me.
"You have no idea" I mutter. Ashton looks at me, sympathy coursing through his gaze. We all established from the first day we met: I am Harry Styles ex-girlfriend.
"Well we are going. We are doing meet and greet. You are going to like it." Calum told me, not giving me a choice.
"Time to get ready, princess. We leave in 2 hours. " Luke grins, hugging me around the waist. The way he feels, reminds me of Harry... I plaster a fake smile on my face and gallop to the bathroom to prepare for what might just be the worst night of my life.
*2 hours later*
We arrive at the arena, and go to our seats. HE comes on stage. We make eye contact, and he stops in his tracks. His eyes widen, and he shakes. He scrambles off stage and I can hear his screams and yelling. The crowd goes silent, a scream fills the area, "WHY IS SHE HERE!?" Harry's raspy voice makes my blood flow practically stop. I can feel thousands of stares on me... People being to recognize me.. Adrenaline pushes itself through my veins... A guard grabs me by the wrist, dragging me out of the VIP section...
I'm thrown out into the chilling downpour. No umbrella. No jacket. "Nice move, Harry." I scoff under my breath, taking a seat on the damp, dirty sidewalk. I feel a warm jacket being wrapped around me, as a glowing figure sits next to me... Luke... "Go back in there," I mumble, pointing to the venue doors.
"Why would I do that?" Luke asks, lifting my chin slightly, looking into my eyes.
"You love One Direction." I remind him, twiddling my thumbs.
"But, I love you more." He says placing his lips on mine. His icy hands wrap themselves around my back and pull me in for a passionate make out. I think I love this boy. He actually cares about me more than he cares about himself or his own interests. He's not oblivious to my sadness. He seriously cares in ways Harry never did..
"I won't leave until the boys tell me it's time for the meet and greet. In which case, you're coming along too."
*3 hours later*
As the meet and greet line comes to an end I let out a sigh. It's been a long night. Every show seems to drag the life out of me now a days. The final group of people comes to the front of the line. As I'm about to greet them, I hear someone playing the drums. I look over at the drummer and see some wispy, honey color haired buffoon banging on our equipment. I try to ignore it and return to what I was doing, "Welcome to the meet and gr-" my eyes lock with hers. My jaw drops.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS!" I shriek one of my arms directed at buffoon drum boy and the other at Erica standing right in front of me. Louis and all the boys quickly join me in the meet and greet room. Louis taps the boy on the drum's shoulder, "Hey... You're really talented and I like your sound... But this is band equipment. Can I politely request you stop playing with it?" The boy looks up at Louis, unmoved by his request, "if you didn't know.. I'm Louis... Louis Tomlinson.."
"And I'm Ashton. Ashton Irwin." They shake hands as this Ashton fellow gets up from the drums. The boys all jump into a group hug with Erica. I coldly stand in the back, not joining in. As they end their hug, I get uneasy. She looks so perfect, her hair drying up from the rain. It was immature of me to have her thrown out in the rain... But what else was I suppose to do? I had a show to put on and I couldn't have her ruin that for me..
All the guys are talking, Erica and I are left standing, staring at each other. I faintly hear Louis and Ashton simultaneously exclaim, "Red is my favorite color too!!!" All the noise fades in my ears as I stare at her. Erica Dayton. The love if my life. I grab her hand and drag her into my dressing room. Tension follows us into the room.
"You can't just come back into my life whenever you like, you know that?" I growl at Erica. I go in for a kiss and I'm quickly rejected. "You're going to act like you don't still love me too? Is that really all you've come here to do? Just reject me and leave again?" I keep a tight grasp on her wrist, hoping to bruise it. She can't leave me. Not again. She tries to pull away, but I won't let her.
"It's not that I don't love you..." I can hear her voice quivering, she's about to cry... "Harry... I have a boyfriend now... And he loves me more than you ever did."