Fame (1D)

Chapter Four

Chapter 4

"Mom! What time is it?" I called out, shaking out my wet hair at the top of the staircase.

"Nearly 10! It's time for bed, honey." She called back.

"Okay, goodnight!" I said before turning and walking to my room.

My room was very simple. The walls were black and white, and my bed cover was a calm blue, black, white and beige. My room was very calm, and that's what I loved about it. Whenever I needed to calm down, I just came up here and relaxed. I shut my eyes and prepared to sleep...

Three shrill rings took me out of my trance. I jumped and grabbed my phone off the bedside table- it was Josh.

"Hello?" I said, a bit breathlessly.

"Can you talk now?" Josh asked.

"Yeah. Sorry about earlier."

"Me too." He said quietly. "I actually called for a reason. Would you be okay if I asked you a question?"

"I'm sure I'll live." I replied sarcastically.

"Liam's here. Is that okay?"

"Of course. Hi Li."

"Hey Ali. I hate you right now." He said, and although he meant it as a joke, I could hear the serious undertone. I sighed.

"I know."

"Ali, don't you think you were being extreme? You didn't even talk to Harry before you picked up and left."

"I know. Because I'm a selfish jerk who doesn't know how to talk about her feelings."

"Why don't you talk about them now?"

"Fine. I will." I snapped. I took a deep breath before it all came tumbling out of my mouth. "I hate having to share a Twitter account with the entire Modest Team. I hate getting all that Twitter or Instagram hate, whatever it is that day. It stressed me out. Now that I've hit two million on Twitter and Instagram, the hate has definitely doubled. It stressed me out to the max, and you guys didn't even notice. I thought most of the fans liked me, apparently not. Nobody knows that I left, but what happens when they find out? They'll think that I'm a brat that's passing up the opportunity that they would all die for. How do you think that makes me feel? And I already have confidence issues when it comes to Harry and I being together, because he has fifteen million girls willing to love him, and he chose me. And then as soon as I finally start believing in myself, he sneaks off with a random brunette. Happy now, Liam?"

"Alison." Josh said sadly.

"If you'd stayed and talked to Harry afterwards, you'd know the truth."

"Oh, so I magically switched bodies with a perfect brunette? My bad, didn't know I was a shape shifter." I snapped.

"Ali, he thought the girl was you." Josh told me. I pressed my lips together and the tears came to my eyes.

"I can't do this anymore. Give me the phone." I heard over the line. My eyes widened- was that Harry?

"Harry?" I said.

"Liam! I'm serious. Just let me talk to her."

"Fine." Liam snapped, and I heard the phone being passed to someone else and then a shutting door.

"Ali?"

"Harry."

"You have no idea how good it is to hear you. Alison, I am so sorry for what happened-"

"No Harry, I'm sorry. If I wasn't so sensitive-"

"This lifestyle is hard on all of us, and you felt alone. I get it. I should've stayed-"

"You were drunk. You didn't-"

"I still should've stayed."

"I think that's the first full thought that either of us has gotten out." I laughed quietly. He chuckled along with me, but I couldn't tell if he was just being polite.

"Ali? Can I ask you something serious?"

"Sure, Harry."

"This is really weird for me to ask. But what's going to happen to... Us?" He said. I could tell how hard it was for him to ask, and I took a deep breath before I answered.

"I don't want to break up, Harry. But maybe we'll just, stop being so lovey for now. Just take a little break."

"Whatever you want is fine with me."

"I just want a break."

"That's okay with me."

"Harry, I can tell you're upset."

"I'm not!" He insisted. "Look, Liam's back. I'll give the phone to him." He said.

"Bye, Harry." I said quietly.

"Are you okay?" Liam asked me as soon as he was on the phone. I heard a door slam in the background and I flinched.

"I did that."

"Ali, no you-"

"I did. I wanted to take a break and now he's mad."

"Don't worry about it."

"I have to Liam! I did this."

"Ali, I have to go. Okay? We'll call you tomorrow." He said quickly.

"Oh-okay?" I said, more like a question than an acceptance. Before I could protest, I was listening to a dead line. I sighed and threw my phone across the room.

What have I done?