Chapter 41

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Chapter 41:

Eliza's POV:

After the Interview:

I sit there in awe. Did she really just do that? I thought she said that she was going to tell them now.

Okay I can see all the pressure on her with all the hate she's getting.. But still.

There's two things I've been hiding from all of them.... I haven't told a single soul. Not even Niall. It's already to much for me.

One is I have more hate then they think.

Most I delete, ignore, or get in messaging. Sure I'm not one to take them to heart, but some of it hurts. It's not like a whole lot but its hard to hide it....

The other thing is I'm deeply homesick right now.

I miss everyone at home. I miss my normal routine. I miss the smiles. The bickering, the laughing, waking up every morning to my comfy room. The aroma of breakfast lingering up to my room. The sun shinning through the crack in my light purple curtains. My sisters and I biking, running, singing, arguing.

Just thinking off it almost makes me cry.

But I have to stay strong, no matter how much I want to burst in tears. I'm going to make it through this tour. And I have to get use to life like this if I want to become a star.

I also have to try and forget about all this hate we receive. I don't know how the boys handled it at first....

I have to stop thinking about this. Quit it Eliza.

"Liza? You okay?" Niall says looking to me as we head to the hotel.

"Y-yeah. I'm fine." Niall, who is by the other window with the middle seat in-between us, looks at me uneasily, unsure if he should be concerned or prepared for an outburst.

"Babe you sure?" Niall looks me over, trying to examine what's up.

"Y-yeah.." I say holding back a few tears.

"Scoot over here." Patting the seat, I can't resist. Swiftly, I slide over, click my seat belt, and snuggling into his strong embrace. We sit in silence for a while until he looks down to me. "I've wanted to ask you for a while but, how did you get your interest in music?"

At least that's something to take some of this off my chest. "Well... Let me see.... It was third-grade, and we were having a play, like they do for every grade every year, and we were having auditions. Being me I raised my hand. At first I was terrified to do it in front of all of the kids in my grade... But I went for it.... Luckily I got a part in 'The Granny Awards' as a stepsister. I had a solo that I sang in front of the whole school then in front of hundreds of parents. By then I realized that this was for me, and I wanted to be doing this all my life....but...." I drift off.

"But what?" Niall asks me softly. I look up to him, soft eyed.

"But I didn't have very many 'Real' people to share any of that. Friend wise that is.... At first my family thought it was just a faze, but when I went to record companies, they took my seriously. For two years, after Miya and I met, we went around, constant practices when I'd finish a song, and then we decided to try our luck. We'd Take A Chance." By now Niall was smiling, a glittering spark of recognition and happiness in his eyes.

"That's... That's amazing." He finally speaks. When he's about to continue we arrive at the hotel. "Shall we?" Niall asks gesturing in a laughable way to the tall structure we stay in.

Niall takes my hand, leading me into the hotel, and into the elevator. We're on the 22nd floor. I have to admit, there's not many people at this hotel around this time of day.... Good thing though since I'm not the best in any other language besides French and a little Spanish... Just Niall and I ride up in the elevator to our room of the hotel.

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