A Picture Worth A Thousand Words

Chapter 22

Bailee’s POV:

Zayn and I sat on the couch, listening to Abby and Niall argue about the trip. My parents agreed right away that this was the best choice for me to further my singing career. I had wanted to apply to Julliard to better my singing ability, but this was a once in a lifetime chance that I just couldn’t miss.

I looked around the room at the girls and noticed Isabelle sitting in an awkward position, twirling her thumbs. I texted her to meet me by the bathroom so we could talk. I watched her closely as she checked her phone, glanced at me, quickly nodded, and then headed to the bathroom.

“What’s wrong? Are you okay? Is something bothering you?” I asked Isabelle.

“I want to go with all of you but I’m scared. I don’t know if I can handle being away from my family that long. Being able to go with all of you is so nice and comforting but I will miss my family.”

“I understand that, but don’t you want an adventure. The chance to stand on your own for a change. The chance to be with the most famous boy band in history. The chance to be with Liam, I might add! Wait, is being with Liam what you are scared of? You can tell me.”

“Yes, to be truly honest. Being with Liam as a couple is scary for me. I know I’m not perfect or even pretty compared to all the women he’s met and dated”, she answered.

“Honey, he thinks you are perfect or he wouldn’t have wanted to date you. He knows that people have flaws, but he wants you to share them with him. Don’t hide behind your fear. Embrace this new life and this new chance we’ve been given. We’re so blessed to have met them and gotten this far. Just be happy in every moment you spend together and never be scared. Can you do that for me?”

“Yeah Bailee, I guess so”, Isabelle came in for a hug.

“Okay, now we need to go pack if we’re going on tour with One Direction!”, I shouted.

We ran back into the living room where everyone was now waiting on us.

“Well girls, now it’s time to go pack and get to bed. You have a long day to be with your families tomorrow and then the next day, you say your goodbyes”, Liam announced to us.

I about fainted with the news. I have one day left with my family. I fell down on the couch in the fetal position, swaying back and forth, crying. Zayn embraced me in a hug that made me feel so warm and comfortable. I felt like I was really home.

Emilia’s POV:

Spending time with Louis has been wonderful, but I’m starting to have feelings for someone else. They’ve never really been this strong until I saw Catherine with Harry. They were snuggling on the couch together and it made me sick. I asked Louis to come with me up to Abby’s bedroom so we could talk in private. He took my hand and we walked up the stairs to her room.

“Hey love, what’s up?”, He asked me nervously.

“Well, I want to get this out before we have to be stuck in a tour bus for a few months. I don’t really have feelings for you like I used to. I am starting to have feelings for someone else. I am so sorry.”, I sobbed into his chest. “Is there any way you can forgive me?”

“Of course I can forgive you love, it’s not like we were ever really dating anyway. Come here”, He pulled me closer to his body and I completely lost it. I was shaking and crying all at once. I felt so bad because we had become the best of friends. Now I have to tell Harry how I really feel. Hopefully he will feel the same way.

I asked Louis to keep this between the two of us. He agreed, and we walked back down stairs to join the rest of our newly formed group. As soon as I entered the room, Harry looked up at me and broke away from Catherine. I knew that something was up. I sat down beside Harry and Louis sat on the opposite side. Looking across the living room, I saw Bailee and Zayn, Abby and Niall and Isabelle and Liam all cuddled together, happy to be in each other’s company. I suddenly felt a massive tug at my heart, like it was being torn. Should I stay with Louis, or take a chance with Harry? Since I already told Louis how I felt, I should take the chance with Harry. Maybe that is why he has been acting so weird. As I got up to go into the kitchen, I gently touched Harry’s hand. He looked up and smiled. Catherine must have seen that because she followed me into the kitchen.