Sage POV:
"Ok I'm here" I say to Niall, hanging up the phone. God he can be so clingy. I shut the door to the club.
I look up and see the taunting red sign that reads MISFITS. My body goes cold. I haven't been here in a little while. I take a look around the building, noticing nothing has changed. It's still the same smell of lies, tears and betrayal.
I can't believe I came back here.
As I look around all the memories come back. Water fills my eyes.
All I can see is is Mr. P in my memories. Along with all the horrible things that went on here. All the things I went through. All the things Clem went through.
Ah stop it Sage. I tell myself as I wipe my eyes and lift my head up. I open my eyes to see Harry. He's staring at me with his head peaked through the curtain of the stage. The minute our eyes meet he quickly turns around and disappears backstage.
Why was he staring at me? He's the one that left.
I hate that man.
And I hate a lot of people. But Harry is one with a different level of hatred. I hate him because he got close to me. He saw my scars. He left me. Just like everyone that ever steps in my life has.
But the difference is that he saw more than what I normally let people see. I showed him my vulnerability. I showed him my back. The most hated place on my body. A place that only one other person has ever seen. And the fact that he knew how important that night was to me, and how much it took me to show him those, he still left.
I thought he was different from everyone else.
I made my way over to the table at the front of the stage to wait for the gig to begin. It's taking everything in my body not to stand up and leave. Niall quickly comes up to me and gives me a hug. "You all good?" i just nod in response and he returns the gesture "alright im about to go kick some ass just run into the room next to the stage if you feel wobbly okay" just another nod comes from me and faint smile.
He runs off and in only minutes the stage goes dark. Lights go red. Such a familiar feeling. The smoke begins just like it had at the last gig.
*Play now*
A guitar begins to play. It was a different song this time. The boys appeared on stage one by one. First came Louis, then Liam as they took their stance with a guitar and drums. Then Niall appears with his guitar that he was playing the intro of the song on. Then out walks the devil. The one, the only. Harry Styles.
I refuse to play any games with him this time. I am going to sit here and look hot to show him what he left behind.
"Have you got color in your cheeks" Harry sang looking hot as ever.
Stop that Sage
"Do you ever get that fear that you can't shift the type? That sticks around like a summat in your teeth?" ugh this is hard to watch. My eyes won't peel away from him. But I have to before he catches me staring.
I turn my eyes over to Niall, leaving Harry to continue singing the song. I'm here to support Niall not get caught up in Harry's games.
Niall strums the guitar effortlessly and smiles when he catches me looking, i then turn to watch Louis and Liam who looked calm like music was the only thing that brought serenity to their apparently hardcore lives.
What do they do?
Suddenly my mind switches back to harry, his voice like honey gliding off the stage and into my ears. I hated it, I hated him, I hated that for a moment he was a part of my puzzle.
"That the nights were mainly made. For sayin' things that you can't say tomorrow day," I heard harry's voice. It was close I didn't want to look. But my eyes got the best of me and turned my head to him. He was at the edge of the stage. Our eyes were connected. Feeling déjà vu from last time. But he's eyes were different. They weren't filled with hunger like last time. They almost looked sympathetic.
"Crawling back to you" he jumped off the stage onto the top of my table. I can't believe this man.
"Ever thought of callin' when, You've had a few?" he says in question, still in direct eye contact. I rolled my eyes away from him.
I feel his finger lift my chin and sings "'Cause I always do, Maybe I'm too, Busy bein' yours, To fall for somebody new".
The red lights make him look irresistible
He steps off the table with his back to me still singing. "So have you got the guts?, Been wonderin' if your heart's still open, And if so, I wanna know what time it shuts"
"Simmer down an' pucker up, I'm sorry to interrupt" he sings walking up the stairs to the top of the stage. He turns around making eye contact once more. "It's just I'm constantly on the cusp of tryin' to kiss you" he points at me singing that verse.
He's being ridiculous. I don't know what has gotten into him. But what scares me most is that my heart isn't saying no
"I don't know if you feel the same as I do" he moves the finger that's pointed at me to him. "But we could be together if you wanted to" He shrugs his shoulders, smirking.
I'm tired of this. He's getting bold. Too bold. I have to stop him. I rolled my eyes and flipped him off. I peer my eyes to him to see his reaction. He looks taken back by my gesture. He looks hurt in a twisted way. He turns and looks at Niall with a confused face. Niall stares with wide eyes. Harry turns his back from me. Finishing the song.
He never looked at me again. Why was he offended by me flipping him off? What I did wasn't nearly the same to the pain he caused me. He made me feel a feeling that I haven't felt in a long time, heartbreak.
the song ended. Red lights became yellow. The air became clear. Before the boys said their goodbyes, as usual, harry walks off stage in a hurry. The boys just stood there confused. Niall turned to me wondering if I knew anything. I just shrugged my shoulders. And the boys said goodbye to the audience, then walking off stage.
I want to go see Niall back there but I don't want to run into Harry. I have had too much Harry for a lifetime. All I wanted was a normal gig. And yet again this is a repeat of the show at REDS. Just this time Harry is the one storming off.
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Ahh long time no see guys. Hope y'all liked it. i love this song so i thought it would work well. Love you
-M
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Calamity with angels //HS
FanficSage is a 20 year old living life as it goes with her best friends clem and niall, little does she know her life is about to be shaken up by Harry a 23 year old singer in a band called calamity. Will Sage's scars be the thing to hold their relation...