In Hiding From Them

Its Done, Its Over.

*Two Years ago*

Nialls POV

its been a month since ive last seen her. a month. i cant take it. she hasn't contacted anyone, mom is crying every night, dad has insomnia, the boys are torn apart and me...im just lost...

"Niall!! Niall!! what happened to Ella!! is she dead!! did louis hurt her!! where is she!?" i hear, from the bright flashes of the people behind the camera as i make my way to the coach. *buzzzzzz* i hear my phone go off and pray to god its Ella...i look down at collar ID and find its just Paul..

"Hey.."

"hello mate!! how ya been.. anyway...we need you to come to hair and makeup for the big concert tonight!!"

"k.."

i hang up, as the driver speeds down the street to my venue.

i walk into the back of the arena and am met face to face with Louis.

"oh, sorry mate didn't see you there.."

i walk by just pretending hes not there. we haven't spoken since that night, when ella left. Hes the reason we are all going through this. He doesnt deserve to be my friend.

i hear him sigh as i make my way to hair.

"Ello love! so the usual?" says lou trying to cheer me up.

everyone know what happened, they stopped trying to bring it up, because whenever they did i would either walk out and not listen or lash out.

i give Lou a slight nod as i slump down in the seat.

she gives me a look "Ni..you know you have to sit up or i cant do ut proproperly" she says and i try and give a smile as i sit up, it comes out more of a sad smile. 

I just sit there as i watch all the people moving around trying to do their job.

i can already hear the screaming fans outside.

i look to the ground to find a magazine...

"WHERE IS SHE!?!" the title says in big bold letters with a beautiful picture of Ella at the red carpet with Louis arm around her waist loosely looking into her eyes...

i just stare at the magazine...for what seems like forever until the makeup girl comes.

"no.." i said

"pardon?" she says confused

"i dont want makeup ." i said firmly as she nodds ans scurries back to her booth.

"aye mate...show time." says Zayn over my shoulder as he gives me a reassuring smile.

we each get handed our microphones

"show time..." i say as we all step on stage and the screams of the girls fill our ears.

then the music starts...we start singing little things.

Ellas POV

I watch from my tv as the boys go on stage. They all look sleep deprived and sad tinted their eyes. but the person who looked the worse was my brother. he looked like he could break down and cry in front of millions. i watch him take each step, each step he takes, makes me miss him.

i watch as i hear the music to little thing, i look over to hear each their their parts being sung beautifully.  i see pain, regret, hurt and loneliness in each of their eyes. as i observe their  features i hear Nialls voice. beautiful, he still has it, until he looks to the crowd and his voice cracks.. all the boys heads whip around to face him, then his voice cracks again, and again and sobs start to wrack his body as he sobs into the micro phone. The fans have gotten silent and the boys are staring. They haven't stopped the music yet and Niall crouched down and burries his hands in his face, and the camera zooms in and you can see the tears falling from his eyes as he struggles breathing.

the arena is silent. i dont think that has ever happened in a concert before. has it?

"Help him!!" i scream at my t.v and for the first time i realize i myself and crying i feel the wet warm drops of water run down my cheeks as i watch my big brother break down right track of me.

soon i am in the same position as Niall as the sobs wrack my body as i fall to the floor.

i shouldn't have done this, i knew this would break him, but its done now, and i cant just go back into their lives. i cant. its done, its over.

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-Gabby xx