My Famous

Chapter 10: Memories hurt

*** Kade's POV ***
But the time I wake up the next day, Louis and Harry have already gone off to rehearse for tomorrow night's performance. I go out and I sit on the balcony, just watching.

I walk back inside looking for anything that'll take away the memories, if even for just a little bit. Harry knows me too well, and when I walk into the kitchenette, there's a couple bottles of fireball sitting on the counter. I grab it, break off the seal and sit back out on the balcony staring out of the city drinking straight out of the bottle.

Sitting up against the wall, I hear the door of the room next to me slide open. I hear them sit down and notice out of the corner of my eye, that they mirroring my position.

"Fireball was always your favorite." Luke says.

"Shouldn't you be rehearsing?" I ask, tilting the bottle back to my mouth.

"We did that earlier." He says, smiling gently at the ground in front of him. But the smile doesn't quite touch his eyes.

"They actually managed to drag your ass out of bed before noon?" I ask mirroring his sad smile.

"Yeah." He laughed dryly. We fall silent. The only sound is a fireball sloshing around the inside of the bottle.

"Memories hurt, don't they?" He asks me looking out across the city.

"Want to come over here? I got a couple more bottles of fireball." I say, glancing over at him.

"Are you sure?" He asks me looking rather sad.

"Luke, you hurt me but I don't hate you. Actually that's the worst part about all of this, I'm still in love with you." I say.

He gets up and walks back into his room closing the door and I think he has left not wanting to talk to me when I hear a knock on my door. I get up and open the door, already heading back to the balcony when he steps through. On my way I grab the other bottle. I slide back down the wall and he slides down next to me.

"I was just thinking about the time when we were 16 that you tell me to play guitar." I tell him, smiling at the memory. I look over at him and see him smiling too.

"Yeah I remember that, seems like such a long time ago." He says grinning. "I remember I taught you to do the duet with me."

"That's right. God it's been so long since I've played that." I laugh softly. We both drink a little more.

"Wanna try?" Luke asks.

"Sure." I laugh.

"Do you have a guitar here?" He asks scrambling up.

"Yeah right there on the couch." He grabs it and comes back out.

"Scoot out." He says, hitting me softly but the guitar.

"What?" I ask feeling very confused as to why he would want me to do that. Suddenly comes back to me. "Right you need to get behind me to play."

I scoot out and he sits behind me. His long legs frame mine. He wraps his arms underneath mine and positions his hands.

"Ready?" He whispers in my ear.

"Yeah."

I start to play the chords and then he begins the melody. We play for about a minute before stopping. We look up and it is already dark. I look down at the guitar still sitting between us. This is how our relationship was always working perfectly until he struck the wrong note.

"Why did you do it?" I whisper, still looking over the city, refusing to meet his eyes. He grabs the bottle from me and finishes what's left.

"I didn't do anything with Kendall, I never would. Kade, you have to believe me. I love you." He whispers in my ear.

"Let's just stop thinking about it for a night just get drunk. I can't think about the memories right now." I say.

He just nods and puts the guitar to the side. Neither one of us makes a move to separate from each other. We finish the other bottle. Luke leans his head on my shoulder.

"I should leave." He whispers to me, still making the move to leave.

"Please don't leave me." I whisper back.

"I wrote a song for you last night."

"Sing to me."
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*** Harry's POV ***
It's nearly 10 o'clock at night when I get back from 'rehearsing'. We were rehearsing at first, but the boys took me to a bar later and told me what really happened with Luke and Kendall.

Louis and I walk in and we see Luke and Kade sitting out on the balcony. We hear Luke's voice filter through the screen door. The amount of pain in his voice kills me because I know that same amount of pain is in my sister and right then I know the boys are telling the truth Luke would never cheat on my sister.

"I wish that I could wake up with amnesia and forget about the stupid little things like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you." Luke's voice suddenly broke off. He picks up my sister and carries her in. I see tears streaming down his face.

"Harry." He says when he sees me. "I never-"

"I know." I say cutting him off, nodding in understanding. He moves to lay her down on the couch but she holds onto him.

"You said you wouldn't leave." She whimpers, gripping his T-shirt tighter. He looks up at me to make sure it's okay. I nod at him.

"You can stay with her in my room tonight but try anything I will still kill you." I say and start to walk towards Louis' room. I stop and turn around and look at him. "Because as far as I'm concerned, you're still her boyfriend."

"Thank you." He says. "Harry?" I stop again. "Do the memories ever stop hurting?"

I smile at him.

"I would be lying if I said they did."

He just nods and carries my sister into my room and closes the door. Memories never really stop hurting. Jezebel still hurts. Nadya still hurts but neither one of them are ever coming back. She could if she wanted to. I would always take her back.

Memories are like razor blades they don't hurt until you hold them a little too tight and they cut so deep and the scars never really heal.
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A/N:

If you want to understand the Nadya and Jezebel thing you should read my other book about Harry called 'Saving Her'

But anyway, comment, vote and all that jazz seriously though comment, is this book any good?

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- Kat ✌️