The Lying Game

Chapter 3

Ella's POV

I am afraid of seeing harry on the screen but I put myself through the torture of seeing Harry's first part of bootcamp. He was so perfect. I just didn't wanna let him go. I torture myself for letting him get away by watching XFactor. Now I'm crying. They didn't call his name. They didn't put him through. Soon cameras were on him and he was explaining the pain of not hearing your name called. They then show a blonde, irish seeming boy who was dark red in the face and I felt so bad for him too. Then there was Liam who didn't wanna go home. I wouldn't either. People would laugh at how you didn't make it through bootcamp, Just cause you couldn't dance.

I thought it was ridiculous how they made then learn dance instead of singing, It's a SINGING Compition for pete's sake!! But then I realized that the winner would be famous and would have to dance in concerts.

I then had the urge to schedule to go to the finale. My tears seemed to stop in their tracks as they called all the people who weren't named and The guy called off Harry's name and also four other names including the irish blonde and Liam.

I even heard Harry mutter something about this is to make us sadder and it's all a stupid show. They continued to walk until they reached the main stage where the judges were all waiting for them.

"We think you are too talented to let go." I caught the words of the female judge. She smiled at the two groups in front of her. Harry and the five boys and a group of girls. "So we've decided to make you a girl band and a boy band."

I smiled at the sight of Harry crying, tears of happiness. My smile quickly turned into a frown at the realisation that my chances of seeing Harry were vanishing again..... No, I had to see Harry I couldn't give up on him so easily when he tried so hard to make our relationship work. I stood up and turned my computer on I found my self clicking on 'buy tickets'.

It seemed so simple that I was one click of a button from seeing Harry, but looks are deceiving ..... And I never would have expected this little trip to be the worst day of my life......

"We've decided you guys can continue as long as you guys are in a group." Simon smiled. Excitement replaced my sadness as Harry and the others jumped up and down.

I'm definitely going to the finale now.

Harry's POV

Now I'm in a group, I wonder if Ella's watching. I smile to myself as I walk off with my soon-to-be friends.

"I'm gonna make a quick call." I say randomly. Liam turns and smiles.

"I was thinking of calling my mum. We'll all take a call alright." Liam looked around at the boys who seemed dazed at the fact they made it through. The nodded and I walked off, pulling out my cellphone and dial Ella, while configuring up ideas of what to say to her if she actually answers-

"H-ello?" Comes a cracked voice, it was full of despair.

"Ella?" I asked.

"Yeah..." She said trailing off I then heard her speaking to someone in the backround.

Has she moved on?

Ella's POV

I don't know what came over me as I answered Harry's call.

"Yeah..." I trailed off. I turned to my dog and told it that Harry called. I'm going insane.

"Ella? Who are you talking to?!?!" Harry asked delibertly, he thought I was talking to a boyfriend? Ha far from it.

"No." I said simply. I couldn't take the pressure of harry's ragged breath and his ragged voice. I hung up immediately.

I took a deep breath as I looked out the window. Children were running around playing football. Then A taller kid walked out of his house a smirk on his lips. He had brown curly hair and he walked up to a little girl with brown wavy hair and pushed her down as his "Friends" all laughed. Tears ran down my face as I got up and burst through the door.

There were no children on the street anymore. It was a memory.

When we were younger I would play football with all the other children they all accepted me into their teams and I fit in great. I had just moved in because of my father's changed job and made new friends. Until that certain curly haired boy started pushing me around.

His name was Harry Styles.

*A Few Months Later*

I smiled at my reflection as I straighten my red sweater and brushed off my black skinny jeans. Today, I'm going to the XFactor Finale. I braided my brunette hair and applied a but of make-up before grabbing my phone and purse and running out to my car. I can finally drive!

After a few minutes I arrive in downtown London, which of course is bloody crowded. I honked at a few pedestrains as they ran in front of my car. I don't want to hit somebody!

I finally pulled up infront of a big building that had a huge red X on it and said XFactor Finale. I pulled out my ticket and ran inside. The security guards let me in and I find a good seat in 2nd row.

I got all giddy as the show begins and clap as the first two people sing. They're soloists so One Direction is the only band that's in the top 3.

"And Now here's ONE DIRECTION!" The announcer says and a ton of girls started screaming. Fangirls.

I stopped breathing as I saw Harry walk out. He smiled at the crowd but It's dark enough he hasn't noticed me.

Will he remember me? Will he still love me?

After singing a great song they announce a pro singer and I get up. I found my way backstage with my bought pass,(Which cost a ton I hope he's grateful.), And My breath fails me again as I see him.

He turns and his mouth drops open.

"E-E-E-Ella?" He stutters jumping up and hugging me.

"Yeah I felt bad about when you left so i decided to pay you a visit." I smiled at him. He looked down at me and I had a sudden urge to press my lips to his, but-

"WHO IS SHE?!" A fake blonde gasps. She has so much make up on she makes a clown look like he's going natural. Sorry not sorry.

"I'm ella. Who are you?" I ask and instantly regret it. She slips her hand in his and smiled smugly.

"His Girlfriend." She said high-pitched but I didn't listen. I was staring at harry who looked guilty.

"Your his G-G-Girlfriend?" I gasped. heat flushed to my cheeks. He was leading me on. The phone calls, texts, the desperation, It was all a lie.

Tears spill over my eye lashes and Harry starts to say something but I just turn and run away.

Harry's POV

ASHLEY IS A FAKE GIRLFRIEND. IT'S NOT REAL BABE COME BACK. ELLA I LOVE YOU. All my thoughts were trying to be spoken but I couldn't. The tv show thought that me having a girlfriend would get more publicity. But it's tearing me apart.

"Who was that?" Liam asked as I watched Ella disappear.

"I don't know." I lie. Liam looks at me weirdly before shrugging and turning away.

But I DO know

As you all probably know I have a co-owner for this story. She will probably start next chapter but I have to give her credit for helping with this one also. @jessyboo :)