One year has pasted since I last saw Harry. It has been hard to deal with especially with all the rumors of Harry dating Victoria's Secret models or any kind of models, with the pictures of them partying and going out together. It really sucks knowing that that could be me. I could be going out with him and traveling the world with him but I'm too broken apparently. My doctor higher my dose of medicine from me forgetting more things and put me on antidepressants from when I came home and didn't talk to anyone for a good two months. I don't feel like it's important but my mom thinks it is. She think that the trauma of the fire and the deaths and then Harry was too much for me to handle.
Tonight is the night of their first show and Michael and the boys are opening up for One Direction. I really don't want to go and see Harry and Nadine; his rumored girlfriend that's been on tour with them for awhile, but I want to see Stephy, who has also been on tour with them and Kelsey, Michael's girlfriend that I've become close with and of course Michael and the rest of the boys. I decide to bring my best friend, Kelly, for extra support as well. I know that none of them will leave me alone.
"Are you ready for this?" Kelly asks as we wait outside for Michael.
"I'm ready as I'll ever be."
"Did you take your medicine today?" She asks.
"Yes," I roll my eyes.
"Only asking because I care," she says as Michael comes out giving us both a hug then takes us backstage.
We go into the dressing room and I'm relieved to see everyone but Harry there. I say hi to them and introduce Kelly to everyone noticing her and Liam not being able to take their eyes off each other. Great. They're lucky I love them both.
But I'm super excited to see Stephy and Kelsey and everyone else. It feels so good to sit around with everyone and laugh and talk and truly smile. I've missed this. I've missed being happy and these people make me happy and smiles.
"Harry stop!" I hear a girl giggle followed by Harry carrying a girl in over his shoulder as he laughs. I noticed everyone stopped talking and they look at me and Harry, some of them shaking their head. When he sees me his face drops and he puts her down on the floor.
"Hi," I say standing up. "This is my friend Kelly. Kelly this is Harry and?"
"Nadine," she smiles at me, with perfect white teeth to match her perfect body and blonde hair, and shakes my hand.
"Nadine," I say shaking her hand. "Excuse me," I say walking past them and leave the dressing room.
"Woah woah woah," Calum says as he runs out after me. "Where are you going?"
"I don't know. Anywhere besides being with him."
"I know," he says as Kelly, Stephy and Kelsey come out after him.
"Show us the stage or something," I say.
"Okay," Calum nods and takes up out to the stage.
I walk down the catwalk as everyone else stays at the top, where the musical instruments are placed, and sit at the end of the stage looking up at the ski. I realized last year that the middle of the Philadelphia Eagles' Stadium is my favorite place. I hear a bunch of noise behind me and see Lux, their hairstyles daughter, running down the catwalk with Harry chasing after her.
"Catch her Sara!" He yells as she reaches the end and I wrap my arms around her.
"Where are you going?" I ask her tickling her stomach.
"Running from the monster," she giggles.
"And who is that?"
"Me," Harry smiles at me as I stand up and put her down on the stage.
"Isn't that the truth," I say as I walk past him and go back backstage with everyone.
I spend the rest of the time backstage without harry coming back until he has to get ready. I notice that Nadine isn't with him so he mush of sent her home or back to the hotel. The show of course was amazing as it always it. I expected nothing more from them.
We all go backstage and they all leave me to go be with their sweaty boyfriends or in Kelly's case to flirt with Liam.
"Hey," Harry says as he comes up behind me and touched my back. I step forward a little to let his hand drop. "Don't touch you. Sorry. I remember."
"Where's your girlfriend?" I ask crossing my arms over my chest watching everyone smile and laugh.
"She's not my girlfriend and she went back to New York for work," he says and I simply nod. "How have you been?"
"I'm perfect. Great. Amazing."
"That's good," he says and I nod. "I miss you."
"No you don't."
"Yes I do. I miss you everyday. I still love you."
"Shut the fuck up!" I scream at him looking him dead in the eyes. "Because if you loved me then you would of fucking fought for me," I growl at him as everyone watches up.
"I tried baby," he says as he tries to rub my arms.
"Stop trying to touch me and don't call me baby. My fucking name is Sara," I say as I leave the dressing room and walk home by myself turning off my phone.
