Lost

Chpater 3

Bella's Pov

The past hour all I did was bite on my nails nervously. It felt like forever. The car ride seemed so slow. There's nothing I would want more then to just be home laying in bed. I don't want to see Harry. After everything he's put me through, he's the last person i want to see.

While Emily and I find our way to our seats we wait patiently for the performance to start. Not to mention were in the 5th row. What if he notices me? Probably not. I look much different now.

Harry's Pov.

Holmes chapel brings back good an bad memories. I left when I was a freshman. I still remember the love of my life. Memories are Crystal clear yet seem so blurry. She probably hates me now.

"Harry were on in 5! Hurry up lad" Niall shouted.

I just want to get this concert done with and go get some drinks with my lads. It's been a long tours and this is our last stop.

We start off with 'one thing' then to 'more then this'. As we work our way into 'what makes you beautiful' we all stop and I pick a pretty girl in the crowd. She has gorgeous blonde hair with memorizing hazel eyes.

When we made eye contact her eyes had a hurt look in them. She seems lost. I suddenly get this urge to want to help her.

I ordered Paul to get her an bring her up on the stage. As she made her way she walked with her head down not wanting to look up. What is up with this girl? Most fans would be crying or screaming.

Louis brings up a stool and tells her to sit. Liam comes up handing her flowers. We go on with 'what makes you beautiful'. Singing it to her. As my solo comes up I circle her and stand behind her singing in her ear. I kiss her cheek and tell her she's beautiful.

Once the song is over she runs off the stage. I want to run after her. But I don't even know who she is. I just can't get it out of my head. Everything seemed so perfect when I was next to her kissing her cheek.

When went through a few more songs then ended the show with 'best song ever'. It was a great night. But I just can't get her off my mind. I need some drinks.

Bella's Pov

Yep. I hate him even more. Hate is a strong word but I mean it when I say I hate Harry styles.

How the hell could he bring me up on the fucking stage and sing to me like nothing has ever happened. Did he not notice it was me? Because I sure as hell noticed it was him. I wanted to just punch him. But I would get hate from that. I don't take hate well.

I used to be that fat freak that everybody made fun of. The unknown girl, The outcast. Then I met harry and he showed me what love was. What it felt like to feel special and to be called beautiful instead of 'freak' or 'ugly'. It was perfect. To bad it was just a game to him. Which made me feel even worse about myself. My family left me, my sister died, and Harry tore me to pieces. Hopefully my time will be up soon and everything will be gone. I want to die. And after tonight, I wanted it even more.

It's such a sad thing to think about suicide on your birthday. Your birthday Is about the day you were born, to celebrate it. I'm not celebrating shit. I just want some drinks.

I pulled Emily out to the concert because I wanted to leave. I couldn't Stand it any longer.

"What the fuck Bella?"

"Sorry, I just had to get out of there. Harry kept eyeing me down. I couldn't take it. All I want to do is cry. But not today, because we're gonna go have a good time."

"What are we gonna do?" Emily asked.

"We are gonna go get wasted, Bring people back to my house, Then get high as hell. I need to do this, it will be the only way to get him off my mind."

"Fine. Did you at least eat today?" Emily asked with a concern look on her face.

"Uh. I guess. I had a fruit salad for breakfast." I said calmly

"Are you fucking kidding me? YOU'RE GOING TO DIE. THIS ISN'T SOMETHING TO FUCK AROUND WITH. IT'S A KILLING THING."

"AND THAT EXACTLY WHAT I WANT" I said

Emily shook her head and turned the car on. She looks at me and says "Bella, if there is to come a day where I wake up without you Alive just promise me one thing? Don't forget."

"Never Em. Never. " I said while holding back the tears that were threatening to fall.

We pulled out and got on to the road to find the closest bar. Lets hope I can control myself tonight. I'm not a good drunk.

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Be excited for the next chapter. It's going to be pretty good. Sorry if this one is short. I just could right much because I want the next one to be filled with stuff. I hope you like it. Vote/comment/share