‘Nora, you what!?’ Danielle shrieked jumping up off my living room sofa looking as if she wanted to slap me upside the head. ‘Would you like me to repeat the story again Dani? I spoke up, instantly regretting I even opened my mouth. ‘NO! I heard what you said! Nora, he loves you and hasn’t stopped. He cries himself to sleep every night, sobbing your name repeatedly. He sleep talks too. All he says in his sleep is how sorry he is and how he wants to hold you in his arms again. That the ‘WITCH’ kissed him and he was pushing her off of him. How he didn’t want to kiss her and that it caught him by surprise when she did it.’ Danielle threw her hands around in the air yelling at the top of her lungs, I’ve never seen her act like this from all the years I’ve known her. ‘Nora, Danielle is just trying to say that you left all of us without bothering to find out what really happened. When you left Louis, you should have seen how heart broken he was. He spends all his time locked up in his room, only coming out when he needs to eat, use the loo or if he has to play a show or do a signing. He isn’t the happy-go-lucky guy we once knew. He’s a broken man.’ Perrie cut in calmly. ‘I can’t just let all of this go and pretend I’m not hurt still! I can’t just put aside the 2 years of heart break I’ve endured. If Louis ever wants me to be in his arms again, he is going to have to work for it and prove his love for me. I never would ask of this usually but I don’t want to go through that pain again. He will have to earn my trust in him again.’ I stated looking from Perrie and Danielle. They both seemed a little saddened yet pleased with my response. ‘So you’re saying you will give him another chance if he proves his love for you?’ Perrie spoke hopefully. ‘To win you back?’ Danielle was holding back a smile waiting for my response. ‘Correct’ I nod and smile to my two best friends, they both jumped about ten feet into the air throwing their fists around in excitement. What am I going to do with these two?
‘Want to go hang backstage at the concert? I’m sure everyone would like to see you!’ Perrie yelled with excitement, grabbing my hand and walking me to my bedroom to pick out an outfit, not even letting me object the offer. She picked out my high waisted 80’s vintage denim jeans with a vintage KISS tour tank top, throwing them at me to change into. Whilst I was changing into my outfit Perrie chose for me, Danielle picked out my favourite black Doc Martins. She chucked them to me and I slid them on. After I had chucked on my clothes, Perrie and Danielle attacked me with a hairbrushes and make-up, apparently to speed up the process. After what seemed like hours I was ready. I stood up off my bed and walked over to my body length mirror, admiring myself. ‘You look smokin’!’ Danielle smirked and winked, I laughed turning around letting them suss me out a little more. ‘I think we should head out now, boys are playing soon!’ Perrie shrieked grabbing onto mine and Dani’s hands and pulling us out of my front door. We ran down my porch stairs and into Danielle’s car.
The trip went pretty fast, it seemed like it only took us five minutes when it actually took us twenty. ‘We’re here!’ Dani sounded a little too excited to be cooped up backstage to watch the guys perform. I laughed and reached for the car door handle to let myself out. We were parked in the little alleyway beside the venue. We walked up to a nearby door just a couple of feet away from where we parked and opened the door. It was dark and muggy backstage, smoke from the smoke machines lingered in the air making it incredibly thick. Danielle and Perrie were leading me to the guys dressing room, occasionally looking back at me to see if I was still with them or to check if I was ok. ‘Ok! We’re at the dressing room now, are you ok with being here Nora?’ Danielle looked at me with seriousness in her face. ‘I’m fine, I’m rea-‘ I was cut off by loud sobbing that was coming from the guys dressing room… sobs I’m all too familiar with. Louis. I looked towards Perrie and Danielle, both had a look of heart break and sadness written all over their face.
We all stood outside of the door for awhile, all of us contemplating if we should open the door or not. I’ve been listening to him cry while we all stood there, and I’m the cause of it. As much as I dislike him, I decided I would just walk in there and hold him while he cries into my shoulder. I don’t want him to feel the pain I felt. Only difference is, I didn’t have anyone to hold me when I was crying.
