You can run, but you can't hide

Chapter 77

Caitlin’s POV

A week had passed since One Direction broke up. They broke up over a stupid thing, a fight. It proves no matter how close you are, you’re never going to have it perfect. If their only decision was to break up then so be it. To be honest, it affected my life massively. I watched Louis for a week. In a week he’d picked up from right where he left off. He went back to university and soon enough he was going to do practical teaching at my school for drama. I hadn’t gotten a call from Harry, or he hadn’t visited. Occasionally I’d get a message telling me he loves me, and what he’s doing. He’s back at the bakery also at Uni. He’d moved back in with his mum.

I thought that the One Direction break up wouldn’t last this long. But maybe I was wrong. Maybe this was a forever thing. It sure felt like it.

Louis’ POV

That moment last week of walking upstairs felt horrible. I walked away from my life. When I got to my room, all things One Direction were there. I took down our incredibly sexy posters off the walls, put all the paperwork in folders and hid them away in the cupboards. I kept my Louis the Tommo Tomlinson framed photo and autograph up reminding me of the memories, but it was time to move forward.

This week, I was back into UOL (University of London). I studied Drama and next week I’m practical teaching at LG-COPA and LB-COPA. I hadn’t seen the news in weeks or listened to the radio. The fans and media outside our house had died down to about 2 people occasionally. When I walked the streets of London I got weird looks and that was about it. Life was pretty much back to normal. Though the question is, do I like it?

Niall’s POV

I stayed away from TV’s and radios. I didn’t need to hear the comments. I was back to usual with Uni and working a part time job. I called Lauren once awhile but even to her, I couldn’t express how I was feeling. To be honest, I don’t believe 1D should have broken up. We were all under stress, pressure and we were feeling dramatic. If I could go back in time, it would be to that moment.

 Zayn’s POV

Back to Bradford living with mum and dad was nice. I didn’t go back to uni, instead I got a vocal coach and I was practising on being a solo singer. In only 2 days time, I was going to audition for X-Factor yet again. I haven’t been too devastated about the breakup but I haven’t been happy about it, I mean who would be? I lost my best friends/brothers.

Harry’s POV

I couldn’t face Caitlin again. I couldn’t even face Louis. I was struggling with everything now. All that ran through my head day and night no matter what I do is “It’s my entire fault, it’s my entire fault.” And being honest, it is.

I went for a walk to the local Woolworths to grab some milk. I saw a 12 year old girl walk passed looking deep into my eyes. She fell to the ground as I rushed to help her up.

“Sweetie, are you okay?” I asked holding her up as she started crying.

“No, I’m fine.” She let go of me in fear trying to run away.

“WAIT LOVE” I called after her.

“What?” She came back confused.

“What are you crying about?” I bent down to her height.

“You just remind me of someone” She laughed.

“Who is that?” I smiled.

“Harry Styles” She shook her head.

“Harry Styles? Why are you crying for him?” I asked laughing to myself as she didn’t fully recognise it was me.

“His band broke up.” She cried more as I tried wiping away her tears.