Holding A Heart

Chapter Three - In It Together

Well, here's chapter three. Alli Simpson is in this one, because at the time, everyone was talking about it, and changing that one thing would be changing the whole chapter, so I decided to stick with it. Sorry if it's kind of cheesy I did use it. Also, I might bring her back in the story sometime later, so keep an eye out.

I hope you like this chapter.

Enjoy (:

♥ - ivanna

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I wake up, trying to remember what had happened on that one night. Or what I thought happened. I was always very skeptical about it being a dream. It could have been, and to be honest, I really, really wish it was.

Walking to the bathroom and staring into the mirror brought up the memories. I saw how red and puffy my eyes were, and i instantly remember the one thing, the only thing, that made me feel like I was the most important, beautiful, gorgeous, perfect person in the universe. Him.

I looked down at the sink as it slowly started to fade from my vision as the tears escaped my eyes. If I could have done everything in my power to keep him here, I would've. That would have been selfish of me, though. To make him spend his entire life here in Cheshire, it just wouldn't be right. I loved him too much.

So I let him go.

My phone buzzed. I got a text. And it was from Harry. My heart beat harder, and faster.

'i love you. forever and always xx'

My heart smiles, but my face had the same still expression.

'forever and always xx'

"Harry, are you alright, mate?"

It was Louis. I quickly clicked my phone shut and turned to face him. "Yeah. Everything's great, Lou. Why, what's up?"

He shook his head and looked out the window. I just stared at him. So far, Louis and I had gotten along so well, I was surprised. I honestly thought it would be awkward, strange, or maybe that none of us would get along well. But amazingly we all got along real well. Louis and I instantly clicked. I don't know, but it was something about him. I think it was because how crazy and outgoing he was.

"Who is that you keep texting everyday?"

My throat tightens and I try hard not to let a tear escape my eye. "Um, no one."

"It's someone important. A girl?"

"I text a lot of people, Louis. How would you even know if she is or not?"

He smiles and turns to me. "Because with everyone else, even your own mother, you text back and put your phone away. But her..you always go back and read. Plus, i've never seen you delete her texts."

I sigh. "Her name was Lydia. We were together for four years and," I swallow. "She was honestly the best thing that has ever, ever happened to me. I didn't even want to come. But she made me, she pushed me to go to that audition. And the best part was that she believed in me. I wouldn't be on this tour if it wasn't for her. I wouldn't be anything if it wasn't for her."

By the time I'm finished, Louis is holding me, and I'm sobbing into his shoulder.

"It's fine, Harry," He rubs my back. "Everything's going to be all good. Besides, the tour is almost done. By the time that's over, we'll be able to go home."