The Opening Act (H.S) {Completed - Editing}

Celebrate the New Year

I had sent in my songs to modest the day after Christmas and I still hadn't heard anything. The anticipation was eating me alive. But it was all about being patient I guess.

Knowing I need to be patient didn't help, though.

Today was New Year's Eve and we were all heading to a massive party. Apparently we've been invited every year but we've never gone because Raina and I were too young. There was about an hour until we had to leave and I was doing my hair and makeup. I was sat on the floor in my room in a bathrobe, with all of my makeup lined up in between the mirror and I.

"Ava," Raina calls from other side of the door. "Can I come in?"

"Yeah," I call back.

She opens the door and holds my laptop in my hands. I look at her confused, not sure why she has my laptop.

"So this was left in my room after watching movies last night. It started ringing and I had to find it under the pile of blankets. The boys are on Skype."

"Oh. Bring it here," I say. She brings it over to me and I set it on the nightstand next to my mirror. "Hey guys!"

"Ava! How are you?"

"I'm good, and you?"

They all chorused back answers and I think they all said something around good or great. "Whatcha up to?"

"Getting ready for a party. Don't you guys have a performance in like an hour and a half? Shouldn't you be getting ready soon?"

Niall shrugs and replies, "we get ready fast."

"Huh. Well can you guys wait here a minute while I go change?"

"Sure thing," Zayn replies.

I run into my bathroom and take the robe off, the slip my purple dress on. I had a bit of a struggle with reaching the zipper, but I was able to do it. I walked back in while brushing my fingers through my hair and I heard two of the five boys wolf whistle. I rolled my eyes and tossed my robe on my bed before sitting back down on the floor.

"You look great," Niall compliments.

"Thank you," I smile.

"Purple suits you really well," Harry pipes in.

"Again, thank you."

I chat with them while I do my hair and makeup. They tease me about it a little, but I continue anyway. I slip my heels on and stand up.

"I'm going to hang up on you guys and call back with my phone in a few minutes, alright?"

They agree and I hang up. I take pictures with Raina and John and then sit in the kitchen and call the boys back. I tell them I want to take a screenshot so they all line up and I pull a face before screenshotting it. We talk for about fifteen more minutes before they're called off to get ready.

I went onto Instagram after talking with them and posted the photo.
'Pre-party Skype with my favorites💘'

I then posted the picture of Raina, John and I and was shocked to see that Cole finally texted me.

'You can't go to a party in LA dressed like that. You look like a slut. Go change.'

I was even more shocked by what he said. Did he really just call me a slut? I'm so over this. I'm so over dealing with this.

I ignore it and lock my phone. Screw him.

It was time for us to leave anyway.

We arrived at a huge house after a few minutes and I was slightly intimidated. I'd much rather be back at the house watching the boys perform and then watching the countdown. But my mom would not allow that. I tried to get out of it but then she started preaching about family time and being social.

Raina hooked her arm with mine and dragged me over to some people she knew. The night basically consisted of meeting new people and dancing with Raina and John. Raina and I had gotten away with sneaking off to watch the boys perform when they were on and then watched the countdown.

I sent the boys a group text once it hit midnight, before I went back out to the party.

'Happy New Years, even though you're a few hours ahead. You did amazing during your performance! :) xx'

It was weird, because a ton of people ended up knowing who I was. It felt like I was taking pictures with a different person like every five minutes even though it really wasn't that many people coming up to me. There was one guy that recognized me and didn't have his phone, so I posted it on my Instagram so he could have it later.

However, while I was on Instagram, there was a new post from Cole. The picture wouldn't load so I went to his profile, and then realized I shouldn't have.

'The name is Cole. 18 & single😏'

I finally saw the picture and I went out of the room to have a minute alone. There was a picture of him kissing a blonde girl with the caption 'two can play at this game.'

I frustratedly opened a text to him and typed away. Two years. This asshole is really throwing away over two years like this.

'I cannot believe you. You had the NERVE to call me out for cheating (which I did not. I was completely loyal to you, you dumbass) and then turn around and do it yourself? You are a coward and an absolute asshole. I hate you and I never want to see your stupid fucking face again. I'll be touring the country with a thriving career and you'll be alone and bitter, but it's completely your fault so I don't really care. Have a nice life Cole. I hope karma bitch slaps you real hard.'

I sat down on the porch and took a deep breath. I opened YouTube and deleted every video with him, then deleted everything that had to do with him on Instagram, twitter, and Facebook. Any trace of him on any social media platform was gone when I finished. Raina came out and sat down next to me. It's like she can sense when I'm upset because she's always right by me when I am. And I'm sure she's seen the picture.

"He's a dick, you deserve better anyway. He was dumb to not see how amazing you are."

"Thanks," I sigh. "Do you know when we're leaving? I really just want to go back and sleep."

"Mom said in a few minutes. She wants to say goodbye to everybody. Wanna go wait in the car?"

I nod and stand up. We go inside and find John, then find my uncle and take the keys from him. We all sit in the back of the car in silence, both of them with an arm wrapped around me.

"I love you guys. You're the best."

"We love you too, Ava. And think of this whole thing this way; now that he's gone you can have a fresh start for the new year."

"What a way to celebrate the new year," I mumble. "Numb and feeling dumb."