Don't Let Me Go (One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 1

A/N: So I posted the proluge! Hope you guys like this one in one minute I got 7 reads!!! Anyway This might not be the best story ever so I hope you like it! -Amanda :)

Louis' POV

Harry told us he was going to bed, I thought that was weird he's usually a night owl. Me and the boys are still watching Friends. I take a look at my watch 12:30 am. UGH. I hate staying up this late and then having to wake up early in the morning, we have to record more of our album. But before I go to bed I check twitter. There are tons of tweets about this song 'Don't Let Me Go'. One fan tweeted the link to You-Tube. I click on it, the title shocks me, 'Don't Let Me Go by Harry Styles and Sam McCarthy'. I listen to it, it's really good, but why wouldn't he tell us? Now I'm mad. I run down stairs with the laptop in my hands. The boys are still downstairs. "Boys!" I whisper yell. "Yea?" Liam asks. "Guys come here." I say as I make my way over to the couch. They sit around me. I press play.

Zayn's POV

I sit on the couch by Louis. He's on You-Tube. Probably showing us a really funny video on pranks or something. He presses play. Harry's voice fill my ears. I'm speechless. I look over at the rest of the boys. They are shocked to. Why could Harry not tell us? Why did he keep it from us? The song finishes. "HOW COULD HE DO THAT TO US? DOES HE WANT TO GO SOLO? DOES HE NOT CARE ABOUT US?" Niall screams. "Gosh Niall calm down Harry will hear you." Liam says.

"Isn't that the point Liam? He didn't even tell us! If he just would have told us I wouldn't be mad but why? Why didn't he tell us? Why?" Niall says on the verge of tears. "Niall it's okay, I think were all mad." I say to Niall and all the others nod. "Who do you think it was about?" Louis' asks. "I don't really care at the moment but I really don't know." Liam says. Just then I hear foot steps. "Oh shit Harry is coming!!!" I whisper yell. We just sit there on the couch. "Hey... what was all that noise? Is Niall crying?" Harry says. "Well you tell me Harry? Why didn't you tell us you wrote a song with Sam McCarthy? Why didn't you let us in on it? Do you want to go solo? What is your deal!?" Niall yells at Harry.

Harry's POV

I freeze at what Niall just said. "Ughhh I'm sorry....?" I say. "What is it with you Styles? We are best mates? You have the courage to throw it all away without telling us anything? Wow that is low really low." Zayn says before walking upstairs to his room. "I'm sorry! I had to write this song it's about someone who doesn't love me but I love I had the idea and wrote it down. I showed Sam the lyrics and asked him if he could help me with the music. I'm sorry guys I really am!" I say. "Who's the person you love?" Louis asks. "Uhhh... well I can't say!" I say as I run back up to my room. I take out my phone and call my mum.

"Hello?" She asks. "Mum? I'm in a problem." I say almost crying. "What is it sweetie you sound like your almost crying?" Gosh can she read my mind. "Uh, well, how do you tell someone you love them when you know they don't love you back and you could get in big trouble for it?" I ask. "Well honey you just gotta go for it. You may never know, maybe they do love you back and maybe it won't get you in trouble. Okay?" She says in her sweet comforting voice. "Thanks mum love you bye!" I say. "Bye Love you!" She says back as I end the call. I need to tell them I love them., repeats in my head, over and over again. I want to but I also can't. I just forget about it and fall asleep.

*THE NEXT MORNING*

I wake up and I hear the boys talking. "I don't know why Harry did that I really hate him now!" I think Liam said. "Liam you can't be mad at him and you know why." Louis said. What does he mean 'and you know why'? I need to know what he means. Now they hate me. What have I done that song was supposed to be a bonus track on the new album. Not me trying to go solo! I wish I would have told them before hand. I walk back downstairs and they stop talking when they see me. "Hey guys!" I say trying to cheer up the mood. They don't respond, of course they wouldn't they hate me. Maybe I really should leave the band if they keep acting this way. I just hate how mad they are at me, I really didn't do that much wrong. All of a sudden my phone rings. Again. "Hello?" I ask into the phone. "Hey Harry it's Simon we need to talk. Get to my office ASAP! Bye." Simon says and hangs up. I grab my car keys, and hop in my car and drive to Simon's office. I get there and Simon is already waiting at the door. Oh, shit this is not gonna be good.

"Hello Harry have a seat." Simon says, and I notice the rest of the boys are to. "Harry do you know why your here?" He asks. "No. No one tells me anything anymore!" I tell him annoyed. 'Well Harry me and the rest of the boys have talked and we think you should leave the band for a while, just to see if you really want to go solo." He says. "But-" No buts Harry you want to go solo and that's what your gonna get." He says. "SIMON YO-" I get cut off again. "Harry! Stop! Just leave! Go!" He demands. i get up and leave. This is not gonna be fun, can't they just realize i don't want to go solo? Ugh great. Everyone hates me. I check my phone. 20 text messages and 10 missed calls all from the boys. All saying that I deserve this, and that they hate me, and that they hope I'm miserable. The boys hate me? Why I didn't do something that big I don't understand! I couldn't take it anymore. I got in my car and drove home. I get out and run to the bathroom. I look at my self.

Blood shot eyes from crying, my hair is all messed up and I look pale, also from crying. My eyes are not green anymore, their a deep grey almost black. I'm just depressed no one listens to me.

I look in the cabinet, I look around in it. Toothpaste, toothbrush, shaving cream, razor! Yes! I grab the razor and quickly pull up my sleeve. I start to cut. One for everyone hating me. I say in my head as I put the blade on my wrist and draw it back. A gash forms and the blood trickles down. Two for no one listening. I again slide the blade across my wrist.  I slide it again 7 more times. I slide it across one more time, this one is for not being loved. I see the blood all over the floor. This better kill me, I say thinking to myself.  I look once more at my wrist. It's COVERED in blood. I look back up and the room starts to spin, and everything blacks out.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed! Sorry for not that long of chapters!!!! - Amanda :)