Last First Kiss {A One Direction Fanfic}

Chapter 22 - Not Forever, Just For Now

Chapter 22 – Not Forever, Just For Now

*Harry’s P.O.V.*

After the boys told me that they will support me and Cas, I grabbed my phone and called Josh. He told Cas that it was urgent that I speak to her but she didn’t care. She just yelled at him and told him to get out.

It has been 2 months since then. Cas didn’t come back to work and didn’t finish the songs. We had about 35 that we asked her to help us with, in the end we chose all the ones she ‘re-did’ (which was 14) and chose another 3 to go on the album.

We did our daily routines of promotion, interviews, meetings with management, mini concerts and sleep. Time flew by, but every day I thought about Cas. Every day I would text her the same message ‘I love you Cassidy. Whether you want me to or not. I won’t ever forget about you Cas xxx’. At the start she would text me everyday telling me to leave her alone and that it will never work out and I am just making things difficult. But I couldn’t give up on her, not without a fight. In the end she just stopped replying to me. I suppose she just deletes the message as soon as it comes up, that or she got a new phone and just switched this one off and doesn’t even look at it.

Everyone tells me I need to let her go. The boys sometimes say something, but I think even they miss her and can’t get over her. We just want her back in our lives but she won’t let come back. She won’t reply. She won’t talk to us when we go visit.

It began as a once a week thing, where each of the lads would go to her house once a week, I would go whenever I missed her, which was almost every day. We would all chat to her parents, even Sammie would chat to us and tell us how she is and what she’s been up to – basically just keeping us in the loop. But every time they went to get her from her room, she would just yell at them and slam the door in their face. We never got through to her. In the end the boys just gave up, I think some of them still go, just not as frequent as I don’t say how she is unless they ask. I still go and see her but not as often, maybe once a week or so.

The boys all want her back with us. But me, I just want her to talk to me. To yell at me. To be mad with me. To cry with me. Anything but this agonising feeling of hurt and loneliness that is eating me up inside because she is ignoring my existence.

I didn’t like it before, when we hadn’t spoken to her for 2 years. But when Mike told us about this opportunity, I couldn’t and wouldn’t let the lads say no. I needed to see her. Now I feel the same as what I did before and I hate it.

I sound like a sappy teenage girl in one of those stupid romance movies, but it’s true. Everyone says that I’m the player in the group, but to be quite honest, I have one of the biggest hearts out of all the lads. I get heartbroken really easily. I guess that’s why I haven’t held up a relationship since being thrust into the spotlight. I don’t want the world to see me hurt.

It’s been 2 months without her. 2 months of working to promote the album. And in a month we start our world tour for Take Me Home. It’s the middle of January and our managers are giving us 2 weeks off before we start the tour. Our break starts at the end of January and goes until the 2nd week of February. I guess they strategically placed my birthday in the break time. Well done management, well done.

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“You’re back!!!” My Mum yelled as I opened my car door and hopped out of my car. I had driven up to Holmes Chapel for a few days to see my family and friends. That and my Mum said that I am not missing another birthday at home even when I’m on break because I’m too lazy to drive up to see her. I told her I wasn’t in the mood for a massive thing because the lads were throwing me some massive party thingy. I said unless Cas was there, I didn’t want to be there, they laughed in my face and pushed me into my car.