Sign Of The Times (1D fanfiction)

Chapter 11 : Love Isn't Everything

I had been crying over a heartbreak for a month now. I loved Harry, I still love him. But he cheated on me before even I could confess my feelings for him. The flashback of that night is still stabbing my eyes. I'm still lying on my bed, with tearful eyes and a sore throat. I thought everything was over. I almost gave up on life.

However, one evening as I was crying in my bedroom, I got a call from my mother. I picked it up, and she realised that I was crying. I tried my best to make my voice sound normal, but she understood. "Hey honey, what's the matter? Everything's okay?" "Yeah mum, I'm fine." "But your voice says something else, darling. Tell me, what happened." I opened up to her. She patiently heard me. "Okay, I totally understand your feelings. You know, your dad too cheated on me after three months of our relationship. I thought I lost him. I was angry and sad and depressed... I didn't know what to do. But guess what? Sometimes, people end up doing what they aren't meant to do, and sometimes, it happens when they are subconscious with their feelings. What I'm trying to say is that your dad cheated on me subconsciously. He didn't mean it, but it happened before he knew, and he couldn't stop it. I stepped in the moment, caught him what I thought "red-handed" and went into depression. But later I realised that it wasn't his fault. He came back, didn't he? He realised his mistake and he apologized. Now baby, I'm not assuming that it isn't Harry's fault. Maybe it is, or maybe it isn't. Time will only tell. You be patient. Stop crying, you are a strong girl. Rise from your ashes like a phoenix, and prove that you are worthy of loving. Prove it through what you are good at. Your talent is your weapon. Everything isn't over yet, and love isn't everything."

The last line hit me real hard. I immediately got up from my bed, "Okay mum, thank you. I really needed that. I'll see what I can do. Thank you mum, I love you so much."

I went for a shower, did my skin care routine which I forgot for a month now, put on my favourite outfit and went for a walk in the park. Everything was clear. The weather was fine, people were cheerful, and I started regaining my lost happiness. After a few minutes, I came back to my apartment and worked my way through a new book. I named it 'Love Isn't Everything'. The story reflected what happened with me, though I edited the details. I kept on writing pages after pages.

Seven months and the book was finally over. It had 250 pages. The cover was illustrated by one of my friends. I gave the work to my regular publisher, Mary Taylor of the Düren Publishing House. She read it, and said it was an amazing story line. Soon, it was published. Since I gained a little bit of publicity through my last book, this one had less chaos in being sold. This book too, was issued under my pen name "Lilibeth." No one especially knew that I was the one with the pen name, except my friends and their families.

The book got famous beyond my expectations. Within the next few months, people were coming to me for autographs and pictures. One evening, I was sitting and watching my favourite TV show, unable to believe what happened. My talents turned my pain to a happiness. Clearly, love isn't everything. It might be the strongest thing in the world, but our faith is even stronger. I felt happy. I reflected on the past moments when I couldn't stand up from my bed, crying and crying all day. I just wanted to see Harry's face now, how he looks after I took my revenge.