fall tours make my life difficult
This is dedicated to Stormie:)
I was waiting to catch a glimpse of One Direction coming out of the hotel. I thought that they where very talented singers. I wanted to take a picture of them for Morgan, my best friend, because she loves them. Some of them walked out, and I couldn’t get a picture. Who was I kidding? There is no way I can see them. Things like that don’t happen to a girl like me. Every think that I tried so hard to accomplish, crumbled at my feet. I took a deep breath, and went into the back ally to take the short cut. I stopped, and sat on the curb by the trashcans. This must be where the kitchen is. I put my elbows to my knees, and put my face into my hands. Its just been so hard lately. I don’t know who to trust. The only person I can trust is Morgan. Everyone else is a liar, or a fake. Its really hard to let people in. I started to cry. My cuts on my thighs hurt more than ever. I didn’t bandage them up, and my jeans where tight. It rubbed against them, and it hurt. What was I thinking?
I heard someone come out of the door crying. I quickly wiped away my tears, and looked to see who it was. It was Niall from One Direction. Why was he crying? I walked over to him. I asked “Are you okay?”
He wiped away his tears. “Just mean ‘fans’ saying that I don’t deserve to be in the band,” He sat down.
"I don’t think that it would be the same without you in it," I sat next to him, and cringed at the pain my skin tight jeans where causing me.
"Thanks," He looked at my hurt face. "Whats wrong?"
"Its nothing," I held my hand to my cuts, and dropped my hands to my side.
"Really?" He asked with a disbelief look on his face.
"I don’t think you want to hear about my problems," I tried my best to hold back my tears.
"What if I do? c’mon tell me," He gave his full attention to me.
"My sister had a miscarriage, and didn’t tell me, my brother won’t call me, my ‘friends’ lie to my face, I don’t know who to trust, and I have the dumbest way of dealing with it all," I pushed my hair out of my face, and let a tear roll down my cheek. "Also my friend is mad at me, because I stopped playing the guitar,"
"Will you play the guitar for me? Will it make you feel better?" He asked.
"I don’t have a guitar," I shrugged my shoulders.
"I do. Do you want to go to my room, and play?"
"Why are you being so nice to me?" I asked as I watched him get up.
"Because I like you, even though you probably don’t trust me, I feel like you deserve to feel good for once," He held out his hand for me.
I took his hand. He took me through the kitchen, and up to his room. He handed me the guitar. I held the Taylor guitar in my hands, and it felt good. I placed my fingers in position, and played Fix a heart by Demi Lavato. By the second chorus I was singing a little louder. I broke down on the third one, and I was singing louder than ever before. I took it down a bit, and ended it almost in tears. Once I was done, my head feel to the ground. I breathed in, and back out. I looked up to see all on One Direction looking at me. I must have been so into the song, I didn’t notice them coming in. I put Niall’s guitar down, and looked at their faces.
"That was good, I never got your name love," Niall spoke up.
"Stormie," I pushed past all of the guys, and walked out of the room. Once I was out I felt a hand on my wrist. I looked back to see Niall.
"You don’t have to leave," He let go.
"I don’t want you to see me cry," I felt the water in my eyes.
Niall gave me a hug “Its okay to cry sometimes,” He held one of his hands on my back, and the other on my head. Making me fall on his shoulders. I started crying. I’m never really conferrable cry on people, but I was with Niall. Niall whispered in my ear “I love you,”
I looked up in his eyes to see he had been crying too. “Do you mean that?” I asked. I wanted to let him in, but I wasn’t sure.
"Yes, I do," He looked me in the eyes, and slowly leaned down a little. His lips collided with mine. I would be lying if I said that I didn’t feel anything. We broke apart "I love you Stormie,"
"I," I stopped. I didn’t want heart break. "I think…that I might love you too," It was hard for me to let anyone in. I really didn’t know who to trust. I think I can trust him though. I looked down at the floor, knowing what I said was stupid.
Niall lifted my head up. I looked in his blue eyes. They reminded me of my dads. He was a bit Irish too. Niall smiled “One day you will be a 100% sure that you love me,”
I looked into his eyes, and knew that he really did love me. Why should I let love go? I’ve already let so much slip through my fingers, but not this. Not this time.