Cute as a Button - Harry Styles

Chapter 11 ~ Complications

LYDIA'S POV:

I sat down next to the booth when the boys started to recorded again. Their voices were angelic as they harmonised and hit all the notes perfectly. The song was amazing. It's called 'Wild Heart' and is going to be released as their new single in January. I'm so proud of my brother, well step brother. He's worked so hard for such a long time to become recognised and now he's finally reaching his goals. It's great to see him and the other boys so happy. They've got massive smiles plastered on their faces while they sing their harmonies.

My eyes meet James' as he strums his guitar. His blue eyes poured into mine. I want to break the contact but I find that I can't. He keeps playing and singing whilst looking straight at me. His dazzling smile greets me and I smile back. Why am I so captivated by his eyes? The world around me pauses and in those few seconds it's just me and him, like he's playing for me. Like this song is written for me. But that's crazy he didn't write the song. It can't be about me. I now find the courage to break our eye contact. Why am I thinking about all these crazy things? He doesn't like me, he can't. I'm just Brad's step sister. I unwillingly look up at James. He's playing just was he was before. Not looking at me and enjoying himself. It's almost like it never happened. Just like I imagined it.

A week had passed and I had almost gotten over Ryan. Don't get me wrong, I still think about him every now again but the thoughts aren't constant like they were at first. The boys from the vamps had been really supportive and understanding when I told them about Ryan. They didn't mention it, and distracted me so that I forgot about him every now and again. James was especially good. He made sure I was always happy and that I had something to occupy myself with. But he didn't intrude like I thought he might. He just left me to myself and let's me get along by myself. He was so understanding and was always there when I needed a shoulder to cry on or someone to talk to.

You're probably thinking that that's Brad's job, but to be honest Brad's not the best with words. He doesn't know how to comfort people without making awkward. But that just him that the way he's always been. Although he's great at making me laugh when I feel I can't and always helps with distractions even if it's with the smallest things. Tristan and Conner were just there, like Brad, to cheer me up and forget about Ryan.

I had done so many things with the boys that I pave never done before. For example, book signings, concerts and just having people asking you for photos and autographs. Well they didn't ask me for pictures and autographs but I still got a sense of what it's like being famous. We also went to a load of interviews, including Capital! It was amazing! I felt like I was famous!

I was now walking down the street coming back from a photo shoot. I had a Starbucks coffee cup in one hand and a white chocolate chip and raspberry cookie in the other. I walked up the steps and into the hallway of Brad's house after finishing off my cookie.

'Brad?' I called.

No answer.

'James?'

'Tris?....Con?'

Still no reply. I dump my bags in the kitchen, grab a glass of water, and start wondering around the house to find someone. The cars are in the driveway so they haven't gone anywhere. Where could they be? At that moment I hear some talking coming from the boys' music room. Of course they're in there! As I walk towards the door the talking becomes louder and clearer. I stop in my tracks to listen to what they're saying.

'I don't know what to do.'

'Well......do you like her?' Says a voice that sounds similar to Connor's.

'Y-yeh. I do.' Another voice replies. I think that might be James'. Is he talking about me? Surely not. Brad wouldn't be too happy. If we broke up he band could break up, and I would feel so guilty about that.