Tolerate it

Songs on the bathroom floor

It's the next day, I'm sitting on the bathroom floor, bawling my eyes out. I got a package this morning. When I opened it, there was a note from Harry inside and I already knew what it was.
Ava,
I though you should have this. It's yours, truly. This was never meant to happen. I should of went back to the hotel but I was bloody stupid and fucked us both.
I'm just a arrogant son of a bitch who can't admit he sorry sometimes.
But I am, to you, I will always be sorry.
Please accept this as my apology and official good bye.
Love yours always,
H x
I feel the tears stream down my face as I think back to when I opened the little black box to the most beautiful engagement ring. It was what I had dreamed of as a little girl.
Sandra had called me multiple times. I know I have to leave soon to get back to rehearsal, and I do.
I get into the car after a quick shower and throw in a bengals long sleeve that coach Taylor had gotten me when I went to one of the games.
When I step out, I see a lot of cars in the parking lot. I grimaces thinking I fucked up the time but I know I didn't. I walk in and see almost all the players waiting just inside the doors to the arena.
" um? Sorry excuse me guys gotta get through here." I yell as I push my way through.
" Guys! Get out of her way before I fucking make you!" I hear a loud voice behind me. I already know who it is and my heart skips a beat.
" Hey Joe! It's great to see you!" I say as he walks up beside me.
" hey Ava, nice shirt. Number nine huh? That your favourite player or something?" He raises his brows at me.
" Ha! What the actual fuck are you going in about there Burrow? Are ya high or something?" I joke, but I really mean it.
" The back of you shirt. It has number nine and it's got my last name. Because you know, I'm the QB on the team?" He says as if I'm stupid.
" WHAT? You're joking? Coach gave me this shirt months ago! I never looked at the back before..." I trail off, the remembering why it had that on it.
" Ava? LETS GO!" I hear Sandra scream at me.
" sorry gotta go Burrow, try no to crash this time ya?" I call over my shoulder at him and I hear some of the guys laughing.

During rehearsal, I ask Sandra if I can sing a song I had been writing in the bathroom earlier that day. She gave me a sceptical look but allowed it. It would only take three minutes and it would be just me no music.
I look up to the stands and see the entire football team is watching me. I start to sweat when I see Joe, and my god he looks amazing in his jersey with his pads on. It's clear they were practicing before I got here in the indoor field.
I start the song
" We were in the backseat Drunk on something stronger than the drinks in the bar "I rent a place on Cornelia Street"
I say casually in the car We were a fresh page on the desk Filling in the blanks as we go As if the street lights pointed in an arrowhead Leading us home"
I see Sandra's eyes light up with awe as I keep going
" And I hope I never lose you, hope it never ends I'd never walk Cornelia Street again That's the kind of heartbreak time could never mend I'd never walk Cornelia Street again"
Joe stands up as she keeps singing, he's never heard her sound so, raw? Was that the word he was looking for? She sounded like a angle and he couldn't stop from imagining her writing and sinning a song like this about him.
" "I rent a place on Cornelia Street"
I say casually in the car"
The song comes to a end and I look down at Sandra and she had tears in her eyes.
" babe, I can't even tell you how amazingly  heartbreaking that was. Truly a masterpiece"
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HEY GUYS!!! So I put up two chapters bc I haven't uploaded in a long time! Lmk how you guys are liking it!
( Also I understand this story is not realistic! I know no one would go from Harry styles to Joe Burrow but that why it's... wait for it... A STORY AHHHH
The crowd goes wild! Pls guys keep that in youre heads as we go through this!).
Love y'all
A xx