A Dream Come True

Chapter 4

"If you want, I can go back to London." I said. Even though I didn't want to.

"No, you don't need to go" Harry said, feeling awful.

"So can you stop talking shit about me behind my back?" I asked.

"It's practically just Louis.." Niall said quiet.

"So what did you talked about last night, that were about me?"

"We can't tell you, not yet.." Niall said.

"Fine, next city we're in, I'll sleep in a hotel." I said and pulled the curtains. I tried to sleep but I couldn't.

I could hear whispering, which made it hard to sleep. The next morning was very awkward, nobody said anything and I ate breakfast at another table.

The boys looked over at me all the time, I can't blame them, I sat alone for an hour doing some work on my mac and eating, while browsing twitter and Facebook. Harry suddenly came over.

"Are you okay?" he asked and sat down.

"I'm fine." I said and didn't even look at him, I continued to finish my work.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"I'm working for a friend of mine back home."

"What's the job?" he asked.

"I'm designing his logo for his company." I said quick and short. I saved the files, packed my mac down, took my plates with me and left.

Harry sat there alone now, the boys looked over at him while he buried his face in his hands.

We were now in Manchester, not far from Harry's hometown. He invited all to stay there, but I said no.

"I'm staying at the hotel, it will be closer when the show starts, ends and when we leave in two days." I said.

"I'd really like you to stay." Harry said, he sounded upset.

"Cut the bullshit Harry! I know you talked about me, you clearly don't want to tell me, it's obviously something bad." I said and got out of the bus with my bags and walked over to the hotel. I got myself a room for the night, carried my bags up and finished my work.

At the show that evening Harry were clearly upset, he didn't act like he normally had done on the other shows. He tried to mouth me something, but I never saw it or understood it. I was focused on my job as a photographer and didn't see anything of the things they were trying to say to me. I guess I did that on purpose.

The show ended and I met up with some of the producers of the show and movie. I showed them some of the pictures and asked about things.

"Okay, thank you Mike!" I said and the guys left. The boys were making another movie, this one a bit more personal. It was from this UK tour and some later on.

"Sure you don't want to stay?" Harry asked one more time.

"I'm sure." I said and left. Harry stood there looking sad and watched me leave the building.

Later that night I were snuggled under the covers with my mac, a cup of tea and some TV show on the screen, but I didn't pay attention to the TV, I just liked having the thought of not being completely alone. Then it knocked on the door. I went to the door and opened.

"Can I come in?"

"Why?"

"I want to talk to you."

"Okay..fine." I said and went back to my original place, under the covers.

"Well, I really want to tell you what we were talking about, but I can't."