Love the way you lie

You could've told me

Hi everyone! I'm Isabella! This is my first fanfic so I hope it turns out good. I LOVE ONE DIRECTION SO MUCH!! I'll try to post a chapter at least once a week if not, more. So I hope you like it!

Bye directioners(: <3

Allyson's POV:

I was waiting. Waiting for what seemed like forever. Harry said he was going to come over but he never did. Harry's been my best friend since we were born. If he can't hang out he always calls but no. Not this time. I decide to call him. *ring ring ring* no answer. So I leave him a message.

"Hey harry, it's ally. I was wondering where you were? We're supposed to Hang out today. Call me back when you get this. Bye!" Harry always answers when I call him. What's going on? I guess I should just turn on the TV and wait a little longer. Oh yay! My favorite show the X Factor is on! I put the channel on and see..... Harry? What is he doing on there? And he didn't even tell me! He sings 'isn't she lovely'. He got almost all yes's. I have to admit. He's really good. But how could he not tell me about this? It hurts. I've always liked harry. In a more than a friend way. I know he never liked me back though.

Harry's POV:

"I should've told her" I said to my sister Gemma before I went on stage.

"She'll be okay. Don't worry about it now. Good luck!" She says right before I go onstage. "Thanks Gemma" I say and give her a hug. I walk onstage, thinking about ally. "Hello. What's your name?" Simon asks.

"I'm Harry Styles" I say. I start singing 'isn't she lovely' by Stevie Wonder. I was thinking of Allyson the whole time I was singing. I know I could've done better, but I did my best, and I feel confident. I get almost all yeses! I said thank you then ran off stage to my family and hugged them. Wow. This is how it feels! Suddenly I forget all about her.

8 months later

Ally's POV: A lot has happened in the past 8 months. Harry is one of the most famous people in the world, and I'm the most popular person in my school. I'm different than I was when I left. I've lost weight, my hair is straighter, I wear much better clothes, and I have contacts instead of glasses. Harry hasn't even bothered to call, text, or Skype me. He promised he wouldn't forget me, but he lied.

"I can't believe it's Christmas break!" I say, excitedly to my best friend, Emily. "I know! I'm so excited!" She says. "Me too! I-" my sentence gets interrupted by a curly haired boy with a deep British accent. "Sorry!" He says. I look up and my heart stops. I just stand there, frozen. Not able to move. "Harry?"