The Special One

Ch 37

As we arrive at the venue everyone lines up to exit the bus. "Finally!" Belle screams. We have been on the bus for a whole day without stopping and Belle is still not used to it. I can feel a pair of green eyes locked on me, but I chose to ignore them and continue my way out of the bus.

"Good-luck boys." I say before they walk on the stage. Tonight I cannot take my eyes off of Harry. He can act like everything is fine, but in reality nothing is fine at all. Is he acting? Or does he really not love me? it makes me sad that I know for a fact that I loved him, I still do.

They exit the stage and I applaud them. Harry rushes past me. "You really should go talk to him." Niall says.

"I'm scared, what if he gets mad and hits me again or what if I just make things worse?"

"You won't. Eventually things will get better Ang." Louis says holding me tight. I say thank you and walk to Harry's dressing room. I knock then walk in.

"Harry can I talk to you?" I ask. He is sitting on the couch his face is buried in a pillow. He doesn't respond. I sit down next to him. I hold his big cold hand. "Harry I love you, I never stopped loving you and I never will." He takes his head out of the pillow and looks straight ahead, still not looking at me. He's crying. I take my hand that is not holding his and I wipe the falling tears from his face. "Please just talk to me I say."

"Just get out" he mumbles. Someday he will be wishing he talked to me. I kiss his cheek and walk out.

AUTHORS NOTE- I just realized I typed this A while ago idk how good it is please comment what you think. If you like it I will continue writing.