catch me

On their break the boys of One Direction decide to go to the beach. They have a lot of fun, smimming and laying on the beach, untill Harry decides to go cliffdiving. What they don't know is it's very dangerous there and, but it's already to late when find out and Harry already jumped. Louis is there to save him but things will never be the same again. Harry struggles with the fact he will be limping for the rest of his life and goes to a hard time, but there is that one girl that makes him believe that after train there's sunshine.


8. my life

Harry's p.o.v.

I kind of jumped of the bed ant limped to the door. 'What are you going to do?' Niall asked. 'just going for a drink if you don't mind.' Niall stood up and walked towards me. 'Ofcourse I don't mind, I'm going with you.' But as soon as we took the elevator to the lobby, camera's started to flash, blinding my vision. So many paparazzi was trying to get photo's of my and I didn't have a clue why. Not untill they shouted questions like 'are you going to quit?' and things like that. I shook my head, frozen in spot. Niall saw it and walked further so he was standing right in front of me. 'He, can you please go away?! Harry is not leaving the band and we aren't leaving him! So leave him alone se he can get his damn drink!' Niall shouted. A smile appearded on my face. Niall normally isn't that aggresive but he's always cute when he's protective. slowly the secuertie made sure the paps left so we could get a beer. 'You look tired.' Niall said as I took a sip of my beer. 'I am.' I simly answered. 'Are you going to perform with us tomorrow?' Niall asked. I was shocked by his question. 'Ofcourse!' 'Sorry, I just wanna be sure you're able to perform.' 'I'll never be able to perform again like I did before, I will always be sitting somewhere watching you run and jump around. But I'm going to perform for sure.' Niall looked at me with eyes filled with sorrow. 'I'm sorry Harry, I wish I could change things.' Niall's voive broke and he started staring down, I knew if I wouldn' t sheer him up he would cry, and I hated it to see our Nialler cry. 'Niall I'm still alive and able to sing, and I enjoy sining for our fans so hey, it's okay.' Niall looked at me and gave me a small smile. 'Let's go te sleep.' Back in our hotelroom Niall started to pick clothes. ' 'merica...we are in America!' Niall cooed. 'Yeah america...we thought we would ever sell out arena's in America?' I laid on my back thinking about the time I was a little boy working in the bakery and singing in a little band. 'Did you ever miss White Eskimo?' Niall asled like he could read my mind. 'In the beginning I did, but what we are doing now is so crazy, I mean...and they're still friends.' 'they seem like cool dudes.' 'Do you eve rmiss something you needed to left behind?' I asked. Niall was lying on his bed to now. 'I miss Ireland in general, but when I get homesick I just call my dad, brother or one of my friends. When I hear the familiar accent I feel better.' 'Yeah, I understand.' I pulled me legs up to cover them under the blanket I was lying on. 'I'm going to sleep.' Niall mumbled. 'Me to, goodnight Niall.' 'Goodnight Harry.' With the thought of the next concerts in my head I slowly drigted to sleep. 



I heard the crowd talking and. Slowly I walked towards the stage, trying to walk as normal as possible. Michael gave me a heartwarming bro-hug when he and his bandmates left the stage for us. With a thumbs-up from Luke I walked behind Liam on stage. All the fans were yelling and screaming. I picked me spot at the stairs of the platform that wouldn't be used today. Everything went well. We sang all the songs and each time we sang a balad or just a slow song the boys came sitting next to me, so I was never alone. Yeah everything was alright at the moment. After the first concert we did several other concerts, all going well untill the concert in New York...

I just feld bored when the boys were juming around on Live While We're Young, So I stood up and ran around with them. I was very clumsy but having fun though. But it went all wrong when Zayn bumped against me and I lost balance and fell of stage, and I didn't just fell, I fell on my arm and it hurt like hell. Zayn jumped of stage and pulled me in his arms. 'Oh my god Harry are you alright?!' He shouted. I gripped my arm and the secuerty picked me up and brought me backstage, the boys were forced to go on with the concert without me. Paul genetly tried to move my arm but when I almost slapped his hand away becaus eof the pain he decided to take me to the hospital. Fine, I was kind of getting used to that place. There I was sitting on the hospitalbed waiting for the results. A young nurse walke in. 'I have bad news mister Styles.' She said. 'Your wrist is broken.' I sighed, but actually I already knew. When they gave my arm a cast and the nurse left Paul turned to me. 'Harry I'm sorry I have to say this but do you reammy think you should keep performing? I mean You constandly hurt yourself, there will always be troubles wherever you go, and it's just way to exhausting for you.' I turned away and tried not to cry. 'It's my life Paul, I can't just give it up.' 'I know it's hard but you're jsut not able to go on with this life anymore, but look on the bright side, you had a fun time and made some good friends.' 'The boys are not my friends...they are my brothers, and I can't just leave them.' Paul sighed. 'Just think about it Harry, it's for your own good.' It was painfull how right he was. It was all very difficuld for me and I did have a great time. Maybe that time came to an end...maybe I should let the boys go one without me? 

After thinking for a long time I made a painfull decicion. 'Paul? C-can you get me some airplane tickets? I'm going back to the UK, I'm leaving the band...I just can't do this, it's not fair for them.' i said, my voice breaking and tears streaming down my face.' Paul slowly nodded.

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