I Refuse to Fangirl (1D fanfic)

Chapter 18

Hey guys...I know I keep saying sorry, but I just want to tell you that I'm a dum dum and I really and truly am sorry. Basically, I got into a magnet program for high school and all my time and energy has been focused on homework and tennis. Haha love you guys! 😅

Also, I changed Ella's character slightly. She is now wasian and she is played by Kana Nishino. Her full name is also different: instead of Ella Janice Marie, her name is Ella Yukimura. Yuki means "snow" and Mura means "town, village." If you want to see why I chose this surname, go back to the credits page. I'll explain there. Also, I made a new cover. I see most of y'all have given up on me. Ugh I'm so stupid. I had such a good fan base.

Stay Gold!

~cmfsif

P.S. *TRIGGER WARNING* this chapter deals with the topic of abuse
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Brent glares at me, a steely gaze etching fear into my skull. "So," I clap my hands together, "shall we rehearse?" Final exams start in 2 weeks, and after all the time I spent with Harry, I'm fairly certain I'm going to fail every last one of them; that also means prom is a week away and we seem to be getting worse by the second.

Forest walks over and drags me off to the side. "Look, you and Brent need to," he intertwines his fingers in a way that looks strangely sexual.

"We need to bang?" I whisper confusedly. "What?"

He sighs and rolls his eyes. "Ugh, no, you need to get back together!"

"What the hell? Why?"

"Because we need both of you in the band. You can't really have a band without a lead singer or without a drummer," he responds.

"And...what's your point?" I gesture for him to continue.

"Look, y'all obviously have some issues going in right now," Forest continues, annoyed, "but we need to keep this place professional and this breakup is not being handled very professionally. In fact, y'all are putting the band at risk!" He looks down at his shoes. "Not to mention you guys were my otp."

I chuckle, though I find no humor in the situation. "Are you kidding me?" I scoff. "That's what this is about? A stupid fantasy you had that we'd be together forever? I'm sorry, Forest, but life isn't a Disney movie."

He shakes his head. "No, Chlo, that's not what I meant. I meant that you guys were what I looked up to. So young and yet...so happy. You guys had found your place. I wondered if I'd ever get to experience a love that great. And I—I feel like in all the crap that's been going on in recent times, you've just forgotten everything you two went through over a stupid boy band that you don't even like. I feel like in a little while, you're gonna regret this and I don't want you to lose something so precious."

What. The. Eff?

"I am not going to regret Harry. Not now, not ever," I mumble heading to the microphone. "We're rehearsing," I command. "Everybody get your shit together!"

And they all pick up their instruments.

But let me tell you, we never sounded as bad as we did today. Not even the first time we'd all played together, when I forgot all the lyrics and Forest decided his thing was going to be improv.

Yep, even then, at least we were throwing our heart and soul into the music. This just reeks of half-assed playing and no effort. I throw the microphone down. "I give up! On everything!" I turn around and glare Brent down, striding towards him. "You! If you are not mature enough—"