“Sometimes I feel like if you just watch things, just sit still and let the world exist in front of you - sometimes I swear that just for a second time freezes and the world pauses in its tilt. Just for a second. And if you somehow found a way to live in that second, then you would live forever.”
― Lauren Oliver, Pandemonium
Harry
Sydney.
Yep. It was official. I had made the wrong the decision. But what else could I have done? I couldn’t just leave and fly to the other side of the world to convince a girl not to drop out. I had to be there. That was my job. I had to be there on tour. And even if I could leave what could I have done to prevent her from dropping out? That was the question that had kept me sane this couple of days since the weird phone call. I was still wondering why John out of all people would think I could change Astrid’s mind. he didn’t know her at all if he believe that she still needed me and even if she did, well, she shouldn’t.
I had left her; I made it look like I had move on so that she could do the same. She should be happy I had no right to come into her life, considering I left without even a goodbye.
So, here I was trying to convince myself not to rush to the closest airport and take the first flight back. We were all lying spread across the coaches in the backstage room. Niall and Anne were cuddled up in a love seat. I couldn’t stand looking at them. They look so loved up that made me sick. I was happy for them but I was definitely not a fan of P.D.A. so I tried not to look at them and instead I looked at Elena sitting on the other side of the room staring at me.
She looked extremely vicious right now as she was staring at me menacingly. She acted all cold and bitter since the day I had practically kicked her out of the house. I couldn’t blame I just wished I could find the courage to call her up about what she did with Astrid. She was the one responsible that now Astrid wasn’t here and she didn’t even felt guilty at all. All of us used to spent days feeling unease but she didn’t even flinch when Astrid left, she just continued to live this I-am-better-than-anyone lifestyle.
As those things weren’t enough, I now had to act like we were together so that the press wouldn’t ask questions. Even though, a lot of reports were starting to remember Astrid and the fact for unknown reasons she quitted the tour. They were speculating that I was dating Astrid but I cheated on her with Elena so we broke up and I was now dating Elena.
I stood up not standing staying in the same room with her any second longer. As soon as I opened the doors, I bumped into Liam.
“Hey, Haz. What’s the hurry?” he said always interested to listen to whatever I had to tell him. He was such a good listener and that was the reason I spent a lot of time with him lately. He was used to me wining about Elena and Astrid so when I glanced up at Elena, it took him no time to realize why I was storming out off the room like a maniac. He simply nodded and followed me out in the hallway.
“So, I’ve been meaning to talk to you..” he started as soon as I leaned my back against the wall. “I know everything and I really get where you’re coming from, with Astrid and stuff, but I really can’t understand why you didn’t want to put this song to the next album.” He continued. I sighed. We’ve been over this a hundred times.
“Liam, you know why?”
“I don’t think she would mind that much.”
“Yes, it is her song though.”
“No, it’s not. She gave the lyrics to you and you wrote the music.”
“I don’t want to, end of story.” I snapped at him.
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Broken Charms
FanfictionTHIS IS A HARRY STYLES FANFICTION. My Lucky Charm Sequel Harry and Astrid met accidentally almost three years ago. They thought they could never see each other again. But fate brought them together. She became the choreographer of One Direction's Wo...