In That Direction ----> {One Direction Love Story}

Something New

Chapter 28: Something New

Summer is almost over. Our last show is tonight at Madison Square Garden. I'm quite excited, and quite sad. Paul asked me this morning about my next career step. I told him that I wanted to continue with my singing career and get an actual recording contract. His exact words were, 'Good luck.. I'll try my best to help, but I don't think it will work out'. I was really discouraged. So here I am, by myself at a Starbucks, in New York. I'm holding my phone in my hands, staring at the tweet box. Thinking of something to write. I take a sip out of my coffee and a thought comes to mind. I start typing.

*Going to write a new song for you all tonight.Hopefully I'll have enough time to actually finish it, so I could perform it*

I get up from my seat and walk down the street, to the arena. When I get there, I go inside, straight to my dressing room. I open the door and close it quickly behind me. I sit down on the couch, grabbing my guitar. I take my phone and press on notes. I put my phone down next to me and start strumming.

After about an hour and a half later, I have a completed song. I'm so proud of myself because I actually wrote this song on my own. I get up from my seat and go in front of my mirror. I stare at myself. I'm going to do it. I'm going to try and pull off the best opening act I can do.

I turn around and look through my clothes. I pick out a normal pink dress and place it on the couch. I turn around, picking up the fabric box near the clothes rack. I open the box and look through the different fabrics. I pick silver sparkly fabric and a pink tutu. I take out the thread and needles and start to work my magic. I have an idea in my head. I'm going to try and make it happen.

Two hours later, the dress is finished. It absolutely looks terrific. I can't wait to put it on. I run to the bathroom to put on the dress. I look myself in the mirror and smile, I look amazing! I take off the dress and put on my other clothes. I'm going out to buy heels! I had earned some money from this summer, doing all the shows. I put my dress safely hidden in a bag, behind the bathroom door. I leave the dressing room, walking confidently down the hallway and I walk right into someone.

"Sorry, my bad." I say. I notice it's Liam.

"You know... I don't like that you're being distant from everyone." He's right. I haven't been talking to anyone at all, these past two weeks.

"I'm sorry if I was trying to get some space..." He frowns and looks around.

"Have you at least spoken to Louis?..." Liam asks and I shrug. I've been avoiding everyone, trying to get myself back together.

"I will, right after I go buy my heels." Liam has an eyebrow raised.

"Heels?..." He asks.

"Oh, yeah! I'm trying something new for tonight's show. Don't tell anyone, but I have full of surprises for tonight."

"Should I be worried?" He asks, not sure if he should be concerned with me or not.

"Nope! Now if you'll excuse me, I'll be off." I walk passed him, to the exit.

*8 Hours till MSG show*

"Hey Max, how are you doing?" I smile. I had texted Max, to meet me outside, at the back of the arena. Max is my DJ, by the way. I've known Max since the tour started, we've been working on some rhythms all summer. I want him to play the backtracks that he and I did for tonight. Instead of me doing acoustic songs.

"Hey Vic! I'm good, you?" He asks me while setting things up on his computer.

"I'm good. So, we're doing it tonight!" He looks up at me and smiles.