The new life

Daisy Turner is a 17 year old girl who loves to sing. She's a Directioner and her bestfriend is a Belieber. One day Daisy decides to audition for X-factor to see if her talent is good enough. Will she get the four yes? Will she meet her idols? Read to find out!


15. he hardest thing to do, is watch the one you love, love someone else.

Daisy's P.O.V

I spotted Harry leaning against the wall as I closed the door and locked it. He signed that I should sit down on the bed as I did. He sat down next to me and sighed.

"First of all, I want to apologize for being a dick." He said with a raspy voice looking down on the floor.

"It's okay." I replied with a soft voice.

"And.. The reason I was like  this is because... Uhm.. I'm not really good with girls." He claimed as I furrowed my eyebrows at him.

"You can get any girl you want." I spoke as he sighed again.

"I mean, I'm not good with showing girls how I feel." He said awkwardly rubbing his neck.

"What do you mean?" I asked as he looked straight into my eyes with his green eyes sparkling like he's about to cry or something.

"I'm in love with you Daisy.." He whispered as my eyes widened.

"H-how? W-why?" I stuttered as I felt him place his hand over mine.

"I haven't been in love since I was sixteen, that's why I was treating you like rubbish." He spoke biting his bottom lip.

"It's really sweet that you told me, but... It's too late Harry." I claimed as he nodded in respond.

"I know, I just hoped that deep inside, you would maybe feel the same about me." He whispered as he let go of my hand.

"I'm sorry.." I whispered as I placed a kiss on his cheek and left the room.

I walked back over to Niall and sat down on his lap. I looked over at Louis and shrugged my shoulders as he sighed.

Louis' P.O.V

I decided to walk into the bedroom again to talk to Harry, I closed the door and saw Harry laying on his bed with his pillow over his head.

"You alright mate?" I asked as I heard sobbing.

Was he really crying? 

"I'm fine." He whispered with a raspy voice.

I locked the door and walked over to him as I sat down next to him.

"You're crying.." I whispered patting his back as he removed the pillow.

Don't get me wrong, I have seen him cry before, but not like this.. Usually he cried when he was very angry, or when he gets homesick. But now, he's crying because he's hurt, which also breaks my heart.

"You know... The hardest thing to do, is watch the one you love, love someone else." He sobbed as he wiped away the tears.

"So, what are you going to do?" I asked as he shrugged in response.

"I'll just leave the two lovebirds alone, hoping that one day they'll break up.." He said looking up at the ceiling.

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