Broken Charms

...And Failing

“Every man is guilty of all the good he did not do.” 

― Voltaire

---Harry---

London.

It seemed like those days when  I barely had enough time for myself. Well, at least the first few days since we returned from the tour. The rest of the boys had returned home back I stayed in London, trying to figure out how to approach Anne.

The last few days of the tour she was mad at everyone. She wasn’t talking to anyone only to Alex. I kept trying to talk to her but every time I approached her she always blew me off. Liam and I had tipped Louis and Zayn about Niall and Anne’s break up and we all decided to try to fix them up. Louis and Zayn were following Niall and trying to get him to talk while Liam and I were trying to talk to Anne.

Liam was the only one who had succeeded into talking to one of them, since even Niall wasn’t actually speaking at us. Liam had talked to Anne but the only thing he managed to learn was that they had broken up because of something Niall had said about Astrid and that something sent Anne off and decided to break up with him.

We all knew that but I didn’t know what to do since I knew that. Should I go find Astrid and tell her to bring her friend into her senses? Anne was hurt; Niall was hurt because of me and Astrid. There should be a law that forbids people to hurt Niall and Anne. There were the happiest people in the world. I always admired how much Niall and Anne could enjoy things.  But now I was the cause of their suffering.

I kept pacing up and down the living room of my house in London trying to find a solution. Maybe if I went and talk to her now she wouldn’t blow me off like all those times before. I would have the element of surprise.  

It sounded like a good idea to my head and I decided to work with it since I hadn’t come up with anything else. I was getting ready when I heard the doorbell ringing.

It was Elena. She pushed me aside and stepped inside before I had time to say anything. I took a glimpse of what was going on outside my house trying to understand why she would burst in like that uninvited. Outside my house there were at least ten paparazzi taking pictures of me staring at them. I shut the door quickly.

“What the hell are you doing here?” I asked her as I turned to face her. Now I had to stay here until they left, my plans are ruined.

“I went outside for a shopping spree and they found me and started following me.”

“And again. why the hell did you come here?”

“I didn’t know where else to go.”

“That’s your excuse for being here? So lame.” I said ironically.

“Well, I thought you might know what to do.”

“Yes, I know what to do. I go to my house and shut the door to their faces until they got bored and leave. But I go to my house, Elena. You shouldn’t have come here.”

“Well, they told me that if something like that ever happened I should go to your house.”

“Who told you that?” I asked curiously. she didn’t reply I already knew the answer. The management had orchestrated the whole thing with the leaked photos and fed the rumors that Elena and were dating.

“Why?” I simply asked. I didn’t know if she actually knew to what I was referring to but the moment her innocent look was gone, I had never felt more betrayed in my life.

“Why do you think? I am the better choice. My father is rich owns half of London. I am better than her. That’s why I agreed to pose as your ‘girlfriend’.” She pulled her fingers up to signify the irony of the situation.