Don't Leave Me Here (Harry Styles x Cher Lloyd x Louis Tomlinson)

Chapter 2: Cher

Cher

I know what you’re thinking. How did Cher and Louis get together?

Well, it wasn’t easy. During the X Factor, Louis hated me. He hated me for dating all his band mates. I dated Zayn, Niall, Liam and Harry. While I dated Zayn, Niall and Liam, Louis didn’t give a shit but when I started dating Harry at 2012, Louis’s best friend, he started getting jealous. He broke us up by finding a girl for Harry to hook up with. I cried and cried and cried when I found out that Harry loved someone else and Louis was there to comfort me at 2013. That was how we fell in love.

We’ve been together for a year and a half yet we never kissed because it felt kinda awkward. I’ve dated everyone in One Direction and it seems weird to be dating one of them again. When we almost kiss, his band mates all sigh or clear their throats or show a move of unease so our first kiss happened two weeks ago, in that airport.

So yeah, I’m leaving for Asia in about two minutes and hopefully, I’ll be able to see them. Simon Cowell told me a couple of days ago that there might me a slight chance of me guest-starring in one of their concerts so that means I’ll be seeing Louis. If we even meet.

I sighed as I watched London disappear from below me and I was headed for Asia. First stop: India.

When I got there, I had a concert for three hours. I sang the Sticks+Stones album with the first song of the I Wish album.

It was alright. I had a lot of fans. But not as much as America. Nothing could be as much as America.

Now, we were headed to Singapore/Malaysia. I’m not really sure.

Like India, I had a lot of fans. It was probably a hundred more fans than India.

Now, we went to the Philippines. I heard that One Direction was here too so I was excited. Simon told me that I would be guesting in their concert here. We would meet up tomorrow and perform tomorrow night at 7pm. I’ll be seeing Louis tomorrow and maybe have some time alone.

As I slept, I dreamed. I dreamt that Louis and I were back in his flat back in Doncaster. I was crying while making some eggs that my tears would make a tssss sound whenever it hit the hot pan. Louis went downstairs and I quickly wiped the tears from my face. When he saw me crying, he nearly panicked.

“Cher, baby, why are you crying?” He was about to wrap his arms around my waist when I swiftly turned around and pushed him away from me, stumbling backwards.

“Don’t you dare touch me.” He looked at me in confusion then realized something.

“Look, if you believe that photo—” I cut him off. “So you knew. You knew it all along without telling me.” He stepped closer.

“Cher.” He said. I looked at him.

“Cher.” He said again.

“Cher!” He shouted this time.

“What?” I half-screamed.

“Cher, wake up!”

My eyes snapped open and I saw my manager waking me up. “We’re in the Philippines, Cher and Louis’s coming to pick you up at the airport.” She said, smiling.

I shot up. “Really? He’s coming to see me? What time? When? How far are we from the Philippines?” I asked.

She said something low and fast into her microphone and said, “Yes, he’s coming to see you when we get there.”

I opened my mouth to ask the last question. “How far are we from the Philippines?”

“Um… About five inches then we’ll be landing in the Philippine area.” I looked out the window and the plane landed on the road and it got slower and slower until we completely stopped.

I couldn’t get the stupid smile off my face when I saw Louis waiting for me in the airport