A better life in London (One Direction / Harry Styles fanfic) COMPLETED

Chapter 20 ~

The next week came really fast. It was the day we had to fly to New York. It’s always stress to travel but I loved it. Coco, Eleanor and Danielle were the best friends I could ask for. They were like my sisters. The boys were my big brothers, they took care of me no matter what. Sometimes I felt quite sorry because they spent a lot of time for me.

We went on the plane and I decided to take some alone time and went into a separate room to write on some songs. I didn't write for moths because I was too busy. I found an old song called ‘I’m not perfect but I’ll keep trying’. I wrote it back when Harry and I had a huge fight btw it wasn’t a real fight. Something just didn’t feel right. I played the song again. It was a quite sad song about how I tried to be a better person, a perfect person which I never gonna be. It also was about how I did get my hopes too high on basically everything. I started to play it on the Niall’s guitar because I forgot mine back home. I stopped when my phone vibrated

*1 new message Louis;)*

‘I like that song btw SMILE! :) Xxx’

First it was awkward that he heard me singing but he was my best friend, I’m ok with the fact he knew about this song

‘Thank you !! Just for u :) Xxx’ I replied back.

'it isn’t a happy song, is it? About u and harry? YAY :) Xxx’

‘Yep but it’s an old song.Xxx’

‘Ok, it’s a good one, really.. come hang out with me and the lads, talented girl. Xxx’ I couldn’t help but smiled. I put down the guitar, left everything there and went out to the boys. We played a bit truth and dare but I soon got tired so I went to take a nap. Still 2 hours until we would land in New York.

“HARRY JUST LEAVE IT. IT’S HER STUFF” I heard someone yell. It was Coco. I woke up.

“IS IT ABOUT ME OR NOT? JUST ANSWER MY QUESTION COCO” this was Harry’s voice.

I saw Louis sitting beside me with a worried face. He laid his hand on my back but I made my way to the room where Coco and Harry were. I stepped into the room and saw Harry sitting on the floor, his head in his hands, his eyes still on a paper. Wait. This was my paper. This was my song. ‘I’m not perfect but I’ll keep trying’. I was shocked and well, I just screwed up everything, didn’t I?

Harry’s green eyes went up to meet mine and I looked on the ground. I couldn’t look at him like this so I went back to Louis. Ed Sheeran’s ‘Cold coffee’ run through my headphones. His voice calmed me down. Louis took out one of my headphone and listened to my music. He gave me his hoodie he was wearing and I cuddled into it. I first looked up when I noticed Harry was standing in front of me. These familiar white convers. He sat down on the floor, right in front of me – still holding the paper in his hand and still looking into my eyes.

“What?” I asked sadly.

“I want to talk with you about it” he explained.

“Well then talk…” I said in a kinda rough way. Why couldn’t he just let it be? I’m getting sick of all this drama.

“Gosh Bec. Why are you making everything so difficult? Why can’t we just talk? Like a couple should.” He threw the paper down at the ground. Before I could do anything, Louis took the paper. “Did you ever thought about the fact she never wanted you to see it? She wrote it a while ago ok? It’s an old song and yes it’s about you. Of course it is. Did you ever read it?” Louis said. Bless this amazing boy for helping me out.

“Of course I did. I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t.” Harry.

“Good for you, it’s a old song Harry. And did you realize she felt quite uncomfortable when she wrote it?” Louis. They talked about it for like forever. I was sick of hearing it. I stood up. Throw my phone and the hoodie on my seat. “I still feel this way every single time people judge about me like you both do right now. You don’t know anything” I ran into the next room - the room where Niall and Coco were in middle of their make out session. But they both still had their clothes on, lucky me.

“Are you ok Bec?” Niall stood up, pulled me into a hug. We talked about everything for a while.

“It’s going to be fine” he said 3 times.

Niall’s phone vibrated and after a few seconds he turned back to me.

“Go talk to Harry” he said and I nodded.

“hey” I said while I sat down on a seat beside Harry. “Bec, listen. I…” he started but I cut him off. “No, Harry. This time you listen. I wrote this song a while ago and it means the world to me. I still feel this way I did when I wrote it. I’m not the strong girl you think I’m.” I put my hand on my neck, where my tattoo was.“I don’t know where I lost my head but I was shocked to read it. I miss you. I miss the girl that used to talk with me about everything. We had an incredible strong relationship, didn’t we? But I think we don’t have it anymore. We’re about to lose it Bec.” “I get your point. I need time and so do you.” It hurt saying it but it was for the best.

“I got your point but I still love you. I never stopped.” He walked away and sat down a row behind me. He still had my paper, he put it into his pocket. We landed in New York. After we arrived at the hotel the boys had soundcheck so we girls were alone. We went out to get some fresh air after this long flight.

“New York is incredible” Eleanor said while we walked through the streets.

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