It's Gotta Be You

-56-

I finished gathering my things, after waiting for everyone to fall asleep. 

It was the next day and I felt like I didn't belong here anymore. Unable to stay here the remainder of the days, I booked a flight and was gathering up all my things. 

Darren was leaving on the flight as well, and he had arranged for the rest of my things to be sent back.

I was leaving with my suitcase, bag, and guitar. They were the only things that mattered to me, the rest could wait. 

Everything had changed. I was getting the cold shoulder from pretty much everyone but Louis, but he understood and I hoped he would understand this decision to leave. 

As I walked to the front door, I double checked to make sure I had my passport and ticket information. 

Louis' birthday was soon and we were all supposed to celebrate it, and as awful as I felt leaving I didn't think I had much of a choice. 

I made sure to leave his present on my bed, along with a note explaining everything. 

A car was waiting outside and Darren exited, helping me with my things. 

"I know you don't want to talk, but whenever you feel like talking, I'm here" 

I got in the car and put my earbuds in, unable to deal with the silence that seemed to surround me.

It took forty minutes, but we finally arrived at the airport and everything seemed to move so quickly. 

As we got on the plane, it was mostly empty, making me relieved.

Darren sat down beside me, taking my hand "It's going to be okay"

"I don't know if it is"

I looked at my phone once more and saw that I was being tagged in pictures of me at the airport, as well as several videos of Niall losing it at the end of the concert.

Because of the video, I was getting more publicity than ever and I didn't want it. It looked like the entire fandom hated me at this point.

Before turning my phone on airplane mode, I got a text from Louis.

Please come back, Gracie Gray...we can fix this

I scoffed, knowing that it would take a higher power to fix this mess. It wasn't like I deserved it though. If nothing good happened to me again, I'd understand it. 

I put my earbuds back in and rested my head against Darren, as the plane took off. 

I did so much, and it only made everyone feel worse. Do I only hurt the people I care about?

Honestly, it wouldn't surprise me.

There was one other concern on my mind. This song did so much, but what if it effected my career?

Would I even have one when I got back?