Soft Side

Chapter six

My fingers ran through my hair as I sat in the canteen area backstage at the arena with Molly. My head fell into my hands as I explained everything that had happened over the last few days, from how we first met, how he acted to staying at his mothers house in Cheshire. Her face was emotionless, worrying me about her reaction to everything before I concluded with "and now I have no idea where we are or what's going to happen... Mol- please say something" I urge, rubbing my cheeks and sitting back against my chair.

Harry was in the dressing room so I had no worries about him hearing my conversation and ranting to my best friend about how I was feeling. Molly nodded, thinking about what to say. It was a very strange situation to be in when your best friend is telling you how she's slept with a world famous band member, caught feelings to then be pushed away and brought back again in a few days, let alone adding in that a few days after first meeting she's gone to his hometown. It wasn't your usual advice about what lipstick colour to get.

Molly nodded again, beginning to speak with her answer. "Go with it" she nods "go along with whatever happens... if it all falls apart, I'll be here to help you pick up the pieces, but I know you Soph. I know you'll regret not taking this chance if you went against it" she says gently. "Although if he hurts you I swear I'll give a black belt kicking" she smirks, tapping my arm gently as I smile, nodding. "Just be careful, I've heard what he's like" she finishes, her smile fading slightly but still sticking around.

On the other side of the wall, Harry was sat beside Liam talking about exactly the same thing. Everything had gotten round to the rest of Harry's group now, so they all knew something was going on - trust Louis not to keep his mouth shut. "Harry mate, I've never seen you like this before" Liam says calmly, watching as Harry scrolls through his photos with shots of me I was unaware of flashing on the screen. "You've been a hook up and go type, not a stick around" he continues, urging Harry to cooperate.

Harry sighs, locking his phone and putting his curly head back against the back of the sofa. "Truth be told, I've never actually felt like this" he shrugs, "I've never felt the need to keep going with somebody and find out more about them". A sigh left his lips as he ran a hand through his hair, standing up to get changed into his outfit for the show. "There's something about her mate, something about her that I need to know and I don't know what it is yet" he hums, thinking about the girl he'd spent a short amount of time with, a smile forming on his lips.

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Myself and molly were stood to the side of the stage watching the One Direction boys perform their set for tonight's show in Glasgow. Calum appeared beside Molly, whispering something in her ear causing her to smile. She stepped closer to me, leaning in to talk to me because of how loud it was. Calum was taking her out for a late dinner. I nod, seeming as happy as I could for her. She had informed me that it was a special date, and that I totally understood. But that now meant one thing;

There I was, totally alone once again.

I folded my arms across my chest, watching them perform Summer Love. The crowd tonight was insane, to the point you could barely hear the boys singing. A moment was taken to talk to the crowd while they got seated in their positions for the following song. Niall and Louis day beside each other on the stairs, Zayn say on the ramp near the centre of the stage and Liam sat beside Harry at the top of the stage. I sighed softly, hearing the beginning of Over Again. This song always had a special place in my heart.

I stepped closer to the stage, noticing Harry doing nothing but look at the floor, playing with the rings on his hands. The silver metal glistening in the lights as he began to sing. His voice melting through my body as I felt a shiver run down my spine. When his solo came he didn't look up, he stayed looking down. Something was off with him tonight. His hair was falling over his face as he turned to Liam, a pat being received to Harry's back as Liam began his solo, Harry wiping under his eyes as his gaze shifted, but not to the crowd;