Chapter 26
(Jenn's POV)
It's been a week since me and Harry broke up and everyone found out. Harry had a interview two days after it and he told them. I have been in my hotel room since then. Every time we had to go on the tour bus, I went on Luke's because I didn't want to deal with Harry.
This whole relationship problem was my fault. I should've never said yes when he asked me out. Who says yes when you just met them in person? I'm so stupid. I should've waited a few more weeks until I said yes. I haven't showered in days, eaten, or gone outside.
My birthday is in three days. June 28th. I leave tonight, after the concert. I don't expect Harry to come and say goodbye to me. I can care less if he does. The thing that I never understood is why do girls starting hating their ex, when they literally loved them at one time. I'll start hating the way he dresses, looks, everything. But I once loved the way he dressed, looked, and everything.
"Jenn..open the door," someone says from outside the hotel room.
I groan and decide not to answer. I was too comfy to open the door. Plus it's too far. I would have to pull off the sheets, walk to the door, unlock it, then open it. That's hard work if you ask me. Especially for me. I am fragile right now. Anything can break me. Oh wait, Harry already did that to me.
"Jenn. Come on."
I still couldn't tell who was knocking on the door. I get up and a rush of energy hits me, but then dies down. Like my heart did. As I begin to walk towards the door, I trip over a bunch of wrappers from the food I have been eating. I am a mess. I move on and open the door.
"Jenn, what happened to you?" he says.
"A break up is what happened. It's been a few days, but I'm happy to finally leave. I'll be back way too soon."
"Jenn, why can't you wait to leave until tomorrow? We all are on break for a week after today."
"I just want to leave. Refresh my mind and clear all my mistakes."
"Being with Harry wasn't a mistake Jenn. You loved him."
"Luke, don't you need to go get ready for the concert?" I ask, changing the subject.
"I am ready. My job is to get you to the concert and make sure you are ready to leave after. All the guys left, I volunteered to stay with you."
"Fine. But it's going to take some time for me to get ready."
I invite him and he literally plugs his nose. The smell wasn't that bad, I got use to it after a while. I walk into the bathroom and start a quick shower. I think I stayed in there for what seemed like an hour, but in reality, I finished getting ready and packing, with the help from Luke, in about an hour.
"What about this mess?" he asks.
"The maid can clean this up. She will realize that it was a heartbreak. She has probably been through the same thing as me. But I'm good. I just need to move on."
"And I'll be here to support you Jenn."
"Thanks Luke."
We walk out of the lobby and towards the SUV waiting for me and Luke. He puts all my bags in the far back of the car while we both sit in the back. This was my plan, I was going to watch Luke and the rest of his band perform and then Luke said he would keep me company until One Direction ended their part. Then I would be driven to the airport, say my goodbyes to them all and then be on my way to Sydney. Away from Harry for a week feels great. I remember the last break we had, I couldn't even last a day without Harry, now I can't stand him.
****
"We have been 5 Seconds of Summer, this is our last song, Amnesia," Ashton shouts through the microphone.
"Wamwesia," Michael laughs.
The crowd erupts into cheers and screams. I catch Luke's eyes during his solo and I can't stop looking at him. His blue eyes, piercing through me. He smiles at me and I can't help but smile back. He was so cute. I am glad we made up. I don't know where I would be without him. It's way too early to start another relationship. I know Harry probably already slept with five new girls since we broke up.
"Cause I'm not fine at all," Luke sings.
The crowd erupts again in cheers as 5SOS come to the middle of the stage and bow. Luke looks at me and nods for me to come backstage. Right as One Direction came out, I catch Harry's glance at me and I begin walking out of the aisle. He looks terrible, maybe even worse than me. There were bags under his eyes and his hair was messy, like he hasn't showered for days. I turn back around and walk away from the stage and into the backstage. I find the guys walking towards the dressing room and smile. I quickly move my pace towards them, until I find myself in all their arms.
"You guys were amazing tonight," I smile.
"And we weren't amazing last time?" Michael sasses, whipping his imaginary hair behind him.
Luke engulfs me in our own hug and I smile. Something inside me tingles and I smile even bigger. I know I shouldn't feel this way. I did tell him I liked him, but I just broke up with Harry, who I loved.
"I'm going to miss you Jenn. Even though, depending on where you live, I'll be closer to you."
"I'll text you my address and you can tell me how far you live from me," I smile.
*****
"Bye Louis," I say hugging him
"I'll see you in a week right?" he asks concerned.
"Yea. Text me okay Louis? I really need someone to talk to," I say.
"Promise," he smiles.
Harry decided to not come because he was 'busy' right after the concert. I'm fine with it. I think I finally got over him. I do miss him, but I'm glad I can finally move on, even though it has been only a few days.
"Okay Luke. I'll see you soon hopefully."
"Promise?" he asks.
"Promise," I reply.
_____________________________________________________________________________
AYE. SPANISH MUSIC IS THE BEST TYPE OF MUSIC LETS BE HONEST HERE. SHAKIRA IS AMAZING AND SO IS ENRIQUE IGLEASIAS. DONE. IM LEAVING. BYE. TAHNKS FOR READING
