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+Harry's POV+
The rehearsal was a fucking joke. All we did was listen to the set list and look at possible outfits for the tour. Not like I actually participated though, I sat off to the side saying I didn't feel well. The next two weeks are the longest rehearsals because they want us to go through this stupid ass boot camp to get us into shape. Bullshit, I was the most in shape out off all of these people, and everyone knew. I just wanted to get the hell out of here and go home to Melanie. How pathetic does that sound, we haven't even dated for a whole month yet and I just want to go crawling back to her. I keep reminding myself that this is just a short thing and I don't love her. Because no one could ever love me, and I don't have it in my heart to ever love someone. I know that's sad, but I'm a worthless human being that can't ever change and someone who could never be loved.
"Harry, get your ass over here, you have to rehearse this song." Matt, our 'choreographer' said.
I groaned as I stood up from the hard ground. My ass hurt from sitting on the ground for that long. I walked over to the rest of the group as slow as I possibly could, taking my time tying my shoe.
"Cmon Harry, just this one song and then we can let you out for lunch." Rachael our other choreographer whispered to me.
I smiled when she said the word lunch because that ment I would be seeing Melanie. I pretended that I was pissed that I had to continue working, i groaned as I grabbed a microphone from the box on a near by table. I walked over to the boys and the choreographer, and as soon as I reached them, they immediately sent us to work. No one was actually singing, we just stood around as they directed us into places to stand. None of us boys were doing anything except laughing and joking, but hey that's what we do best.
Even though their idiots, they're still my best friends and they always know how to make me feel better. I didn't know we were friends until they showed up at my house one night with soup because I called in sick. Since then they've been my friends. Especially Louis, I don't know what I would do without him. Whenever I fell really angry he is always the first one to notice and is one of the only people to make me feel better later. Only two people can do that, and it's Louis and Melanie. The time I've spent with her, I haven't been mad or angry at all, it's like she's doing something to me that changes the way I look at everything. And it's amazing.
"Alright boys, you almost tried this time. That's it for today see you tomorrow." Matt said and I smiled when he said we were finished.
I put the microphone back into the box, and pulled my phone out of my pocket. There was a text from Melanie once I hit the unlock button, making the screen light up.
'Got called into work and they need me today. I'm so sorry that we can't do lunch. Xoxo'
Wow. The only thing that was getting me through the day was waiting for her to come by. Now I don't even have a ride home. The other boys had already left, so I sat down on one of the chairs set off onto the side, until a pair of black boot made me look up to see Rachael.
"Aren't you gonna leave?" She said cocking her head to the side to get a better look at me.
I sighed, "my plans were just cancelled and now I have no way of getting home."
"I can take you home. I'm gonna get some lunch, so if you aren't busy maybe we can get some lunch toge-."
"Sounds perfect, let's go." I said smiling as I stood up.
She looked at me strangely as I walked past her quickly. To avoid the fans, we took the back exit that faced a brick wall. Once we reached outside I shortened my pace so Rachael could go to her car because I didn't know where it was.
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