Your Friends, They Look Good, But You Look Better.

Chapter Forty.

Meghan’s P.O.V.

It’s been almost two months since Liam broke my heart. A lot has changed since then. I’m a completely different person – and not a good one at that. About a month ago, Zayn made me go to the doctors. He had been noticing me not eating or sleeping and crying at the slightest thing. He didn’t know about the cutting part – it only happened a few times though, nothing major. The doctor reckoned my depression was back so I’m on stupid pills and have to have counselling. A few days after that the boys left for America so I haven’t seen them in like a month. I get the odd text from Zayn but I don’t reply most times. Aimee is doing really well in X Factor. She’s down to the final six. I’ve seen her a few times but she’s really busy with rehearsals and what not. So I’ve pretty much been on my own for a month.

Liam is constantly in my thoughts. I still remember the day it all happened – the day it all went wrong. I miss him a lot, which leads to me feeling even more depressed. Every time I turn on the music channels or read a magazine, I see One Direction. I see Liam’s cheerful face in the pictures and almost rip the page out because I know he’s forgotten me and he’s happy with Danielle. Maybe it’s for the best that it’s ended up this way. I always felt like I was a bad influence on him and was scared in case he got depressed because of me. That reminds me, I still have those tickets my auntie gave me to go and see One Direction. The concert is in a few weeks. I don’t know whether to go or not.

I was getting ready to go to see X Factor. Aimee didn’t know that Josh got front row seats so we’re going to support her. This is a big week for her. If she gets through this week, she will get through to the semi finals. I was dressed in some black leggings with a cropped black corset with gold studs along the bust. Over the top I wore a cream lace tank top. I finished the outfit off with black ankle boot heels and curly hair.

When I was ready, I sat down and waited for Josh. A few minutes later, there was a knock on my door. I got up and opened it. I gave him a quick hug. "Hey, you look great." He smiled down at me.

"Thanks, you too." I smiled as we headed out and got into his car. "I’m so excited!"

"Me too, I just hope she spots us."

Aimee’s P.O.V.

It was Dance floor tunes week on X Factor and I was buzzing for my performance because Gary had given me an amazing song. I was the second last to perform so sat backstage as the show began. I went on Twitter and noticed Meghan’s recent tweet. “@purple_meghan: CANNOT wait for tonight! @JoshDevineDrums #LetsDoThisPoo" I then noticed Niall’s reply to her tweet. “@NiallOfficial: @purple_meghan Have fun whatever you’ve got planned! Missing you loads!! x” I quickly scrolled through the rest of my timeline then looked at my mentions. “@Harry_Styles: @Aimee_J good luck for tonight babe, smash it like always! :D xx” I smiled at that tweet. Harry and I still aren’t going out. I think we’re both scared to admit our true feelings to each other. Yeah Harry flirts with me all the time and we’ve kissed a few times but it hasn’t evolved into anything. I haven’t saw him in almost a month. We do keep in touch, but I’m scared in case he meets someone else while out in America. Who knows what could happen.

~

I was called to the side of the stage as the act before me had just finished and was receiving their comments from the judges. One of the production team handed me a microphone and I felt the nerves kick in. I watched the monitor as my videotape was played. My name boomed out over the stadium. I took a deep breath as the doors opened and I stepped out. The music started and all my nerves instantly disappeared. I tapped my foot to the beat and started to sing. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SZQHSDkq_4A) I finished the song and smiled.

That’s my song.

I moved over to the middle of the stage to wait for my feedback. I was blown away by the crowds cheering and two people in particular caught my eye. I looked closer and noticed Meghan and Josh. I smiled and waved at them. They cheered and whistled with the rest of the crowd. The cameras moved around to face the judges.

Liam’s P.O.V.

 “@purple_meghan: CANNOT wait for tonight! @JoshDevineDrums #LetsDoThisPoo" I clicked on Meghan’s Twitter icon. It was of her and Aimee on the beach in California. They were in their bikinis and sunglasses, laughing and smiling. I took that picture on our last day there. I smiled a little remembering that holiday. My smile faded when I remembered the last time I saw Meghan at the park about a month ago. When I turned around, my heart broke. I immediately wanted her back in my life. Danielle made it worse my kissing me right in front of her. I pulled away and she was gone. Don’t get me wrong, I love Danielle but there’s something about Meghan. This will sound really soppy but I see her every time I close my eyes at night. I see her at the airport all those months ago. I see that moment when she turned around and locked her eyes with mine for the first of many times. Zayn told me what’s been happening with her and I feel so guilty.

I’ve caused this.

I know what you’re thinking. “Text her! Call her! Find her when you get back to the UK and tell her how you feel!” But it’s not that easy. Like I said, I love Danielle. I don’t know if I want to lose her again. Meghan won’t want anything to do with me anyway. I was pulled out of all my thoughts by Harry telling me it was time to go on stage. I took the microphone and followed the rest of the boys to the side of the stage when I heard the music start.

Meghan’s P.O.V.

I rushed backstage to find Aimee when the show was over. I gave her the biggest hug possible. "You were incredible! You owned that song!"

"Thanks." She laughed as she pulled away and quickly got changed back into her own clothes. We both sat down at a table. Josh went to get us snacks and drinks. "So how’ve you been?" I sighed.

"OK, I guess. I’ve been pretty lonely." She nodded and looked down and started picking at her nail polish.

"Have you heard from any of the boys?" She asked quietly. It was a bit of a touchy subject between us. We both missed them - but for completely different reasons. I shook my head in reply.

~ The next night ~

Josh and I stood in the crowds again. Aimee was standing with Gary on stage. She was one of three left. There was Hanna, another girl in Aimee’s category and a guy called Charlie in the boys’ category. "Ok, so the final act that has banked themselves a place in the semi-final is..." Dermot started, then there was the long dramatic pause that I hated. Tension filled the air. It was so thick you could have cut it with a knife. After what seemed like hours, Dermot finally said...

Author's Note.

Hey guys! Thank you for reading this story. I just want to let you know that we're exactly half way through it now, and let's just say, the drama isn't over! :B

Thank you for liking all my chapters and what not, I would still appreciate some comments though? No? Ok....

Thanks again :)