On tour with One Direction

I always dreamed of performing. I use to have my hair brush glued to my hand as a child, singing my favorite songs in the mirror, making up dance moves to every song that came out.

Now I'm doing it in front of millions of people, only this time, I'm doing it with One Direction.


15. Niall's Phase


I watched the girl across the room drag her tongue across her bottom lip after she had finished her drink. Her strawberry blonde hair fell in curls down her back, framing her face whenever it had fallen over her shoulders.

I was way past drunk, my mind was taking off Braelynn though, so that's a plus. I needed an escape, something to hold me over until I can get my hands back on her again. And the girl that's making her way over to me is going to do just that.

"What's your name?" She whispers in my ear, although I'm more than sure she knows.

"Niall, and yours?" I half slur. She giggles at me, touching my chin before biting my bottom lip and tugging at it with her teeth. "Biter, eh?" I ask and she winks.

She grabs me by the shirt and pulls me out into the dance floor, her hands finding their way up my shirt as she grinds on me. I wanted this so bad because I needed something to get away from Braelynn.

But I couldn't get turned on by her. The girl was running smoothly up and down my drunk body, feeling me through my jeans and going inside my pants. "What's wrong?" She asks when she notices I'm not even the slightest turned on.

"I don't know.." I said and looked down. Come on buddy, we need this. "Just keep going, it'll get there." I told her and she pushed me into a dark corner of the bar and undid my pants.

As soon as she got down on her knees, I stopped her. I could only picture Braelynn's face if this ever got out into the media, hurting her is the last thing I need right now. "Did I do something?" The girl asks

"No, I just... I can't." I sighed and walked away. "What do you mean?!" I called from behind me but I use ignored her. I called for a cab and went home, well to the hotel.

I took my clumsy self in the doors and lazily hit the elevator button. I looked down the hallway and seen Harry's room number and got cocky. I shouldn't do this but I can stop myself, by the time that I get to the door, my mind is made up.

I knock on it hard and loud. The door doesn't open so I do it again, this time harder. Harry opens the door, his shirt off and sweat pants hanging off his hips. "What are you doing Niall?" He asks, rubbing his eye.

"Where is she?" I half slurred.

"Sleeping? Like you should be?" He says and I try to look over his shoulder. "Niall. She's sleeping, go to bed." He says and tries to close the door, I stick my foot in it and push toward him. "'Niall!" He yells and Braelynn jumps awake.

I grab her face, making her eyes go wide and I start telling her how much I love her. Her eyes start to water she starts trying get out of my grasp. "Braelynn, baby! I love you, I love you so much!" I slur and then she starts screaming.

"Niall!" Harry screams and he rips me off her, she stands up behind him and is hiding. "What are you doing?" He screams at me and looks behind himself, he's just as confused as I am as to why she's using him as shield.

"Niall..." She squeaks behind him. I look up at her, my eyes watering now. "You need to go." She chokes and wipes her eyes before walking over to me and helping me up off the floor. "Go." She whispers and holds the door opened.

"Braelynn-" I try but she stomps her foot, "GO!" She yells and points at the door. I bow my head and drag my feet out of the room and to my own room, I then realize I don't have my key and sit outside the door. I have to wait for Louis to come home, so I bring my knees to my chest and cry into them.


"What the fuck was that about?!" I screamed and pulled at my hair. Braelynn took a step back from me, obviously heading for the bathroom her. I looked her, I felt really bad, she has to deal with this for the next 10 months. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell." I said and held my hand out.

She gasped and fell back into the bathroom door, I called her name me tried to help her up but she crawled backwards and locked herself in the bathroom.

I sighed to myself and looked around the room, theres no point in trying to get her out there so I just went back to bed and pulled the blankets up to my face. It wasn't until I could hear her crying behind the bathroom door that I had put my headphones in.

I felt bad but there's literally nothing I can do. I know what it's like to loose someone who means so much to you and have a crazy ex-like person basically living with you. I cuddled into my blanket and closed my eyes really tight, hoping to fall asleep.


Hours later I lay awake, hope was not in my favour tonight. I finally hear the bathroom door open and I watched as she creeks slowly over to her bed. I close my eyes and listen to her get into the bed, I can see her threw my slightly closed eyes as she faces me. Her face is full of regret and memories, staring at nothing.

I'm not overly sure what she's thinking about or what the memories or regret could be, but it's deep. I watch as she looks down at her fingers and cracks them before she nuzzles her face into the blankets. I fully open my eyes whenever I hear soft but rough breaths come from her mouth.

A piece of hair falls in her face and she curls into a ball, almost like she's trying to protect herself from something. I watch as her chest visibly shutters and small, slow tears run from her tired eyes.

I know what it's like to be that broken.

WHAAAT harry actually has feelings?! Haha hey guys! How's your weekend? Just letting you know that Harry's POV will be further explained in a few chapters, he's not a heartless douche lord as he seems, but goddamn does he act it! Xxbella

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