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Stole My Heart

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Sometimes, we need to understand that people change; some for the better and some for the worse. We then have to make a decision of whether to let go, or hold on as tightly as we can.

Stole My Heart

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by sabskayxo

by sabskayxo

                                    
                                              Chapter 1 
                          The moon was particularly bright tonight. I didn't really know why I was walking this late at night, but I didn't care either. I just continued to let my feet take me wherever they intended to go. My mind was far elsewhere, thoughts and memories were running wild and I couldn't make out what my heart was trying to tell me either. What the fuck is going on with my brain?! What the fuck is going on with ME?! This wasn't how it was ever supposed to be. I never intended any of this to happen. 
                          I let out a cry of frustration and sat down on a nearby bench. I buried my face in my hands and let the tears flow out. I growled and wiped my tears away. This isn't the time for weakness, this is the time to think, figure things out! I looked up and saw a building. Realization hit me. I looked down at the bench I was sitting on. Fate was definitely trying to tell me something right now.

                          I sighed, leaned back on the bench and let my mind wander.
                          6 years earlier
                          "You've got 4 yeses."
                          My stomach dropped. This can't be real life, can it? Four yeses. I'm going to bootcamp! I thanked the judges and walked off stage feeling extremely relieved and smiling like a goon.
                          "Harry, you've done it!! You've really done it! I'm so proud of you." My mum said, placing a big kiss on my forehead and both of my cheeks. I received similar praise from the others waiting backstage, but I was in a different world. I had to be dreaming, but I wasn't. I was really going to fulfill my dreams and become the person I always thought I was meant to be. Fate was doing me quite well right now, and I was overjoyed about it.
                          During the long drive home, I stared out the window and let my thoughts overtake me. What would all my friends at home say? Would they be excited for me? Would I be more popular at school? Are more girls going to like me now? I chuckled to myself. I didn't actually care about that, did I? I just knew that there was a possibility my life would be a little different in the next few months, and that's all that really mattered.