Fans to Friends to Fame -COMPLETED-

Chapter 31

Author's note: so this is what me and presley experienced.

*my sister and her boyfriend lying in bed half asleep, my sister is talking*

Sister: are you even listening ?

Boyfriend: no not really. *kisses her on the lips.*

Me: I love you, Presley.

Presley: I love you, too, Maddy. 

maybe we will include this little true story in this chapter. hehe. #foreveralone - maddy and presley

Cat:

Waking up next to someone you love more than anything else in the world is such an amazing feeling. The sunlight beaming through the window hits my face and I wince. I turn over to the other side of the bed, facing Harry. I admire him for a bit. He just looks so peaceful, his curls are falling everywhere in different directions, his eyelids shut so slightly and gently, and his mouth does this cute little twitch whenever he has a good dream. He lets out a little groan and soon his gorgeous green orbs come into my view. "Morning, Mrs.Styles." He smiles. "We're not married, yet !" I laugh. "I don't care. You are now and forever on Catherine Nicole Styles." "Whatever you say." I smile and peck him on the lips. I rest my head on his bare chest and begin to trace circles on his skin. "Why are you nervous ?" He asks me. "What makes you think I'm nervous ?" "You always trace circles with your fingers when you're nervous." I really can't argue with him, he knows me too well. "Well, it's just that I don't understand. You have so many flawless girls basically fainting at the sight of you and yet you choose me. Me of all people. I'm no angel or model, Harry. I'm just ... Cat. All these girls seem so perfect and I'm far from that ! I just really don't know why you decide to be with me ...... are you even listening ?" I sigh. "No, not really." He smiles cheekily and then kisses me on the lips. "You're perfect, Cat. Please, don't say that you're not." He sits up and slides out of the bed. I watch as he leaves the room and I just lay there and listen to everyone in the house talking. Or .. yelling. "Louis ! Cat told you not to shake the baby ! And what do you do ? You shake the baby ! And what does the baby do ? Throws up ! What am I forced to do ? Clean it up ! You owe me, Tomlinson." I laugh as I listen to Carly scream at my brother. It's nice to know I'm not the only one he pisses off. I stay put in the bed for a bit longer and realise I haven't heard Niall's voice at all. In fact, I haven't even seen him come out of his little room in the suite ever since last night. I decide to slide out of the bed and go check on him. I open the door to find a silently sobbing Niall. "Nialler, what's wrong ?" I ask as I accompany him on the bed. "Dylan and I broke up last night." He says through cries. "What ? Oh my god ! You guys are perfect for eachother !" "Well, I guess she doesn't think that." "It's okay, Niall. Everything will be okay." I rub his back and try to comfort him. "I just love her so much." "I know." 

Dylan: 

@NiallOfficial : yes, im afraid it's true. dylan and i are not together anymore .... but we are still close xx

@BrokenNiall : @DyLaNsAwEsOmE(: you broke Niall's heart. Go die in a fucking hole you slut.

@NiallsHeart : @DyLaNsAwEsOmE(: you honestly deserve to die. I hope you get hit by a fucking bus, then maybe you will realise how much you hurt Niall.

A lot more tweets show up on my mentions that tell me to go die. Normally, I don't let the hate go to my head, but this time ... I feel like it's all true. I hurt Niall, and myself. I wish I could take it all back, but I can't We are over and now there is nothing I can do about it, because I'm pretty sure Niall doesn't even want to hear my name. 

@justinbieber : please stop giving dylan hate, she's hurt just as much as niall 

@NiallOfficial : yo guys, please stop giving dylan hate. she does not deserve to die or get hit by a bus or anything like that ... she is a wonderful girl. xx

@DyLaNsAwEsOmE(: : I can't take this anymore ....

I shut my phone off and basically throw it across the tour bus. I don't even want to look at it anymore. I hate this so much. I just want to go back to being with everyone again. I want to torture Harry, tease Zayn, joke with Lou, play with baby Louis, talk with Cat, hug Liam, skip around with Carly and be with Niall. I just really wish I didn't come here. I shouldn't have let them convince me to go. I should've been the same old stubborn Dylan and stayed with them. I just wish ..... I begin to sob loudly into my knees again. My makeup is dripping down my face and so are my tears. My cries are interrupted by an envelope being waved in my face. I look up to find Justin smiling wide at me. "What's this ?" I ask him. "Just open it." I grab the envelope from his hands and slowly tear it open. "A plane ticket ?" I quirk an eyebrow. "To London. You said the boys are coming back in two weeks, so when they come back, you'll be waiting for them." "You really think I should go back ?" I ask him. "Dylan, you have become one of my best friends throughout these few months and I really can't stand to see you like this. I haven't seen one day where you seemed compeletley and totally happy. I need to get another opening act, but you need to get your ass back to One Direction." He puts his arm around my shoulder. "Thank you so much, Justin."