Harry' POV
The hallway fell silent as the door was shut preventing me from being able to see Beckie. The other two girls were to busy staring at some piles of paper to even look at me. I began to grow impatient and moved to one of the girl's side.
"Hey."
She looked up at me in confusion and shock. I raised my brow at her and she quickly smiled, red cheeks coming into view.
"Hi." She pushed her hair behind her ear.
"Are you nervous?" I try to keep a conversation going. I only agreed to come because it's Beckie and I can't say no to her.
"Just a little. I've been to many auditions before." She looks down at her papers. They have some type of weird lines across them and words underneath it. I remember seeing Beckie with the same type of papers.
"I bet you'll be..." I'm cut off by her finger flying up to my mouth and she stares at the door.
"What is it?" And she presses her finger harder.
"Listen." She says quietly.
"I finished crying in the instant that you left
And I can't remember where or when or how
And I banished every memory you and I had ever made
But when you touch me like this
And you hold me like that
I just have to admit
That it's all coming back to me"
"She's doing Celine Dion! I'm screwed!" The girl the throws her papers on her lap and tugs at her hair.
"Who?"
"Celine Dion! One of the best female singers of all time!" She shakes her head.
"And who are you singing?" I tug at her papers and she hands them to me.
"Hopelessly Devoted To You?" I've heard that before.
"Olivia Newton-John." She sighs. I keep my eyes focused on her. "From the movie Grease." She says in an annoying tone.
"Thank you Rebecca. We'll let you know." A lady opens the door and Beckie steps out.
I quickly get up and move towards her. Her cheeks are stained with now dried tears. She smiles at me and turns to the girls.
"Good luck." She smiles as she wipes her cheeks.
We quickly rushed out of the large building. As we stepped outside, the air hit my face. Fuck it's cold!
"I heard you singing." I say as we get inside my car.
Her cheeks turn a bright red and her face falls to her hands. She shakes her head and laughs lightly.
"I think I did horrible." She says through her hands.
"Not the word that comes to mind. You have an awesome voice." I start the engine.
She falls silent and stares out the window. I don't like how quiet she is. She hasn't been talking much since I told her about Zayn and Niall. Whatever. She deserved to know. I wasn't just going to let them fuck her. They'll pursue her, get what they want and drop her. I know them. I used to be one of them
"So have you..." I trail off not wanting to speak of it.
"Not yet." She plays with her fingers. "Can you do me a favor?"
YOU ARE READING
Silence (Niall Horan)
FanfictionBeckie had just moved from Texas and is now starting her senior year of highschool in New York. She is determained to not let any boy get in her way of reaching her goals. Little does she know, she has two standing in her way.
