Hey There Delilah (Sequel to Not The Same)

The Truth Will Set You Free

>Delilah's POV<

I took a deep breath and got prepared. My makeup was already done for tonight and I was waiting for my hair stylist to be done with Megan's hair. So I went off to the dressing room to see if I could find my dress for tonight but instead I had run into Declan. He was sitting on a couch in the enormous closet, staring down at his phone. 

"I'm scared." I said, as soon as I sat down next to him. He set down his phone and waited for me to say more. I stared up at his concerned face, unsure of how much I trusted him. Lately he had given me reason to trust him but a few weeks ago, I trusted him with our relationship and he had cheated on me with Noelle. But I also knew that I needed to talk to someone. "I'm scared because I'm gonna lose no matter what happens. Even if I win this competition, I'm still going to feel so lost because I have no idea who my family is right now. I don't know where I belong or even who I am right now. I have every contestant here watching and waiting for me to fuck up and fall behind all of them. Along with Delilah who wants me to go back to New York so she can have her dad all to herself. I have to watch everything I do and say because no one wants the world knowing Liam is my dad even though that used to be exactly what I wanted. I thought no matter what happened, I'd be leaving here with a dad but now it's starting to look like no matter what happens I'm going to be leaving here without one. I'm losing my boyfriend and my best friend because I'm dealing with things that they'll never in their lives even have to think of and above all of that, I might be losing my mom too." I left out the fact that the last part was my own doing  and I didn't explain any further because that was when I started sobbing so hardly that I couldn't form words. I crumpled myself into a ball on the couch beside Declan. I had actually forgotten he was there. He pulled me into his arms and didn't say anything. All he did was hug me. 

Once I finally stopped the dramatic crying, I waited for him to say or do something, but he didn't. Maybe he stalled on purpose because he knew I had more that I wasn't telling him or maybe he didn't know but just didn't know what to say. Either way, knowing it was stupid of me, I kept talking.

"I filed papers for Eleanor and Louis to get custody of me." It was such a simple sentance, but it changed everything. His reaction was a little different than I imagined, he laughed.

"You're the only person I know who can still joke around even when you're this upset." My back was against his chest so I turned around to face him.

"I'm serious." I said, looking into his eyes so he knew I was being legit. His carmel eyes went from confusion, to questioning, to knowing, to horrified.

"No, you didn't." His voice was so tight that I wondered how he had managed to get sound out. I nodded.

"How? Why? When?" He scooted closer to me so that we could whisper, making sure no one heard.

"I got the papers and told them that they were for something else so Liam, my mom, Louis, and Eleanor all signed them. Those two nights when it looked like I got no sleep, that was when and why? Because Louis and Eleanor need a kid and I just need two parents who can actually take care of me and are going to be there for me and because it's easier and I'm selfish and I want it." I hadn't meant to say or even think the part about me being selfish but it was the truth. I was being selfish.

"Do you even understand what you're doing?" I shook my head no.

"No, but it's right. I just know it is. This is going to turn out right." That was what I was holding onto. That little bit of, hopefully truth, that it was all going to work out. All I wanted was to be happy again.

"Your mom?" A sharp pain hit my heart at that moment, It tore me apart that eventually she'd find out. I was going to put her through a world of pain.