>>Chapter Ten: Angry Drums<<
>>Adriene's Point of View<<
"Really, I'm fine."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Adriene, you can ta-"
"Mom! I said I'm fine!" I let out an agitated sigh. "I need to figure things out, and I don't think you can help on this one. I'm twenty-one. I need to do things on my own."
She kissed my forehead. "I don't like to see you upset."
"I'm not upset."
She let out a humorless laugh. "Your face has been in a permanent frown since yesterday." She gave me one more kiss before leaving me alone in my bedroom.
What is happening? How come one minute my life was perfect, and then I blink and it's all one big mess?
I pushed myself up and walked over to my guitar.
This is what I do. I write songs when there are things I can't say.
I had strummed out a slow melody when anger surged through me. Who the hell does Camille think she is? She really accused me of stealing Harry away from her?
A stupid slow song isn't going to cut it. I slipped into my slippers and stormed out of my room and down the stairs, past my confused parents, out the front door and into my car. Who cares that it's eleven p.m. and I look like shit? I need a full range of instruments. Powerful ones.
I stormed into the studio and sat down at the drum set. I banged and crashed until I couldn't anymore. Soon I was just lightly tapping one of them.
Tears formed in my eyes and I dropped the drumsticks. I covered my face as I started sobbing.
I don't know what to do. I can't go to Harry, Zayn is off lately, and McKenna must be even more upset than I am.
"Adriene? Oh shit." I heard a voice say.
I looked up to see Louis. "What are you doing here?"
"Your parents said you were probably taking your anger out on a drum set."
I nodded my head as he pulled me to my feet. "Come here." He pulled me into a hug.
"I don't know what to do." I whispered softly.
"There's nothing you can do. This is one of those times where you just have to wait and see."
After that we drove to Eleanor's house and they did what I thought no one could do: make me laugh.
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>>Harry's Point of View<<
I stared at my ceiling, my mind numb. Everything felt off. Like a dream. This can't be reality.
Sadly it is. I broke up with Camille. And knowing her, she's just going to disappear. I'll never see her again.
I'll never see her again.
I never got to tell her that I love her.
How was I able to tell her it's over when I didn't want it to be? How did I tell her to move out of my flat? How has it been two days and I haven't gone after her?
There was a light knock on my door. "Harry?"
"It's open." I said gruffly. The door opened to reveal Gemma. She came over and sat down next to me on the bed.
"Are you okay?"
I laughed humorlessly. "How can I be okay?"
"You know, I didn't get a very good vibe off of her. Even before she slapped Adriene I was disliking her."
"Gemma, stop."
"She didn't seem right for you. I'm glad that you broke up with her. I was going to say to you how I felt-"
"Gemma! Shut the bloody hell up!" I screamed at her.
She clamped her mouth shut and let out a sigh. "Your mates are going to be here to pick you up for your interview in twenty minutes." She stood up and left.
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"You didn't have to do this." Louis said as we waited backstage.
"I'm fine."
"No you're not." He clamped a hand on my shoulder just as we were called out onto the stage.
"Boys!" The host lady said. "it's great to have you!"
"It's great to be here." Niall said with a smile.
"Did you really think One Direction would be this big after all these years?"
"It still feels a little surreal that we've continued to be popular after all these years." Liam said, looking around at us. "We're very thankful to have had our dreams come true."
"Now." The host patted her desk. "You all are taken, am I right?"
I let out a sigh. "Actually," Everyone turned to me. "I'm single."
"Oh." The host looked shock. "What happened to you and Camille?"
All the boys looked at me in worry. "People change. She just changed to much."
After that I didn't participate in the interview accept for a couple fake laughs and smiles.
Is that the real reason? Or am I actually............ Attracted to Adriene?
I can't be. No way. That is not possible.
Right?
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