Fame (1D)

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter 15

"Thank you so much LA!!!" Niall called to the crowd. It was their last show before our little break began, and I must say it was one of the best shows that I've seen them perform. They were absolutely flawless, and the crowd was buzzing. They were point blank amazing.

The boys all ran off the stage buzzing, and I got a smile from everyone except Harry- I wasn't expecting him to acknowledge me. I sighed and fell into step beside Lou.

"Can I hold her?" I asked, gesturing to Lux.

"Of course." She smiled. "And don't worry about Harry, he'll come around." She assured me. Lux perked up at the sound of his name, and tangled her small hands in my hair.

"Hawi?" She called, to which he immediately stopped and came towards us.

"Hi Luxie." He smiled holding his arms out for her.

"Um, her uh, hands." I spluttered. Although he refused to look me in the eyes, he immediately began untangling her hands from my hair. When he was finished, he tucked a stray piece of hair behind my ear, and frowned before beginning to walk again.

"Hawi."

"Yes, Lux?" He asked her, holding the baby closer to him. She simply hummed in response and snuggled deeper into his chest (to which my heart melted).

"Harry?"

"Hm?" He responded, staring straight ahead.

"Uh..." I trailed off. "Good show today." I saved. I literally just saved myself a lot of rejection and humiliation by not saying what I was about to.

"Thanks." He replied cooly, to which I sighed quietly. "Hey, Ali?" He asked as I slowed down to walk behind him and the baby.

"Yeah?"

"I know that's not what you were going to say." He called over his shoulder before turning and disappearing into the dressing room. I froze mid-step, and took a deep breath before leaning against the wall.

Screw you, Harry Styles.

I knew in that moment, that I hated him. Truly, sincerely hated him. How dare he, make me feel all this emotion and then leave me hanging? How could he talk to me so effortlessly, like nothing had ever happened and nothing was wrong?

How could he make me fall in love with him and then treat me like dirt?

Part of my mind was screaming at me as I slid down the wall to the floor. 'You brought this on yourself.' My conscience yelled at me. But I was so beyond caring.

I'm so done with the games. I decided that I would never love Harry again. I would never start a conversation, I would unfollow him on everything I had, I would never look at him from across the room like I used to.

I'm done.

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"Ali, wake up!!!" Liam yelled, jumping on my bed.

"Screw off." I groaned, turning over and burying my face in a pillow.

"We have an announcement!" Niall called

"For everyone." Zayn confirmed.

"Get out of bed, lazy ass!" Louis yelled, and then began laughing uncontrollably.

"Get out of my room, you psychos." I groaned.

"Even me?" Josh said, and I could hear the smirk in his voice.

"Even you."

"I think I'll stay. I'm not psycho." He chuckled, and I heard him lay down on the trunk on the end of my bed.