------At the studio. Rehearsal time------------
I am trying my hardest to make those flips land but it's just not working. "look, I need to go and make a call, I'll be back in 5 min" I say to Harry. I really need to go take some fresh air
"Ok?" he seems a little confused
After I get out of the studio I walk at a bench and put my phone out of my pocket. I dial the number of Cortney. She is my best friend and I love her like a sister she will cheer me up. In the third ring she picks it up
"Hi Cort" I hope she hears me because there is such a huge noise out there
"um..Hi Kend" she sounds like she just heard a ghost
"Hey.. Long time no talk! How have you been?" where does all of those sounds came from and then I hear a familiar voice
"Yeah that's right Cortney babe." Fuck that was Ian. That motherfucker, and this bitch
"Cortney what the fuck you were my best friend. How could you??" I said to her. I know it's been a lot since Ian and I had finished our work with each other but the time I left I didn't thought that Cortney my best friend would run to him, she knows what he did to me. She is such a slut "Go to hell you bitch" I say before hanging up. I can feel tears run down my face. Betrayal hurts. I keep myself and head back to the studio I don't know if I can this.
HARRY POV'S
I see Kendall come in and by her face I can see she's not feeling right "hey what's wrong"
"Nothing important really, can we start?" she says really quietly we rehearse for a couple of minutes and then I see her cracks into a deep crying
"Hey you can trust me, it is okay. No one deserves your tears so stop" As soon as I say this she tights me in a really tight hug
"I can't, my past keeps hunting me." She can't seem to stop crying
"Look you have to stop and relax" I really don't know what to do in this moment
"I know it's all my fault" what is she talking about "I believed the wrong people, I let my mom down, and I'm such a mess"
"hey get up, you should stop that" I say trying to make her get up " I know life's been shit for you and it's probably going to continue to be some mess but you've found some beauty in it, you always do, I mean after all you've thought of enough beauty and good to keep you going.
I don't know what's troubling you right now but I want you to know that it's going to be okay. It may not work out in your favor, it may be complete opposite but I do know that you are going to be okay. You always will be okay. I promise you. I want you to know that the sun rises for you every day to light up the darkness you've allowed yourself to fall asleep in.
Pick yourself up from the decaying darkness that's been suffocating you for months now. It's possible to get up. You can get up. You will get up. And for the love of God, stop blaming yourself for everything that goes wrong. You did nothing wrong and it is not your fault. Nothing is your fault so stop placing caution behind every step you take in fear you're going to add more cracks to the already cracked sidewalk.
The sidewalk is not more broken than you. Stop worrying about breaking the sidewalk and start worrying about fixing yourself. Build yourself back up. Clean yourself up. Pick yourself up from the floor and continue to keep fighting. You have to let you past and pain in the past and forget them cause now everything is going to be alright." I don't know where that came from but I do feel comfortable with her hands wrapped my waist
"You are right "she says cleaning her face from the tears" But..." There is a but, I thought it was alright know "Your body doesn't forget pain it memorizes it keeping it fresh forever in scars and bad dreams it leaves you shaking over the things that have torn you apart your heart slamming so hard against your chest over things that happened summers or years ago and it makes you feel empty without feeling,,,," she starts but I interrupt her
"Then I will create a list to make you feel again." She looks at me with her eyes widened open "come on now we have to do something" I plan on taking her at the bridge so she can see the whole Sydney. That place makes me feel so full I hope it does have the Same effect on her.
------------- After getting back -----------
"Here you go" I hand her a folded paper. As I see her looking at me weird
"What's this?" she asks before she unfolds
"Your list as I promised, I will help you make it happen" she sees me with a look that says THANK YOU she is very adorable.
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DANCE STRONGER (Harry Styles)
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