Won't Stop Till We Surrender

Chapter Five

~ Just A Tad ~

I sighed. The boys left. Chloe left. I wase truly alone. I crawled into my bed and stared at the ceiling. Why am I feeling so confused? Clearly, Alex is a jerk. I realized that a long time ago. So why can’t I get him out of my head. I sighed again. I heard a knock on my door. “Come in.” I said barely a whisper.

Sophie walked in. “Oh, I thought you were in the shower or something. Why didn’t you answer?” Sophie asked, confused. “I did, but not loud enough.” Sophie walked over and sat next to me. “Oh..why so glum, Chum?” She asked. I chuckled quietly.

“Honestly..I don’t know. My feelings are mixed up and my head is a big blur…” I looked up at her. “Today, when me and Chloe were at the mall…we…I..I saw Alex..” I bit my lip, to stop the tears from flowing. Sophie rolled her eyes. She had ALWAYS hated Alex. even before he..cheated. “And…?” Sophie said, with her brows furrowed. “He…the way he looked..the way he acted…” A single tear slid down my cheek. “…it was as if our whole relationship meant nothing to him. As if I meant nothing to him.” A few more tears… “It broke my heart. It made me feel worthless.” Sophie took my hand in hers.

“You are not worthless, okay? So don’t let what that guy make you feel bad about yourself..” Sophie looked deep in my eyes.

“You were always so confident and strong. But when he cheated on you. It seemed like..he broke you. Alex made you insecure. Maybe, it was because you felt unloved or whatever. But he is stupid and so wrong for cheating on you.” Sophie, my 13 year old sister, giving me getting-over-a-break-up advice.

“Wait a second…you still have feelings for Alex?” Sophie caught me totally off guard with that question…even though I already knew the answer. But I didn’t want anyone to know about that, even though Chloe probably already did. Her and Sophie know me so well. “I love AND hate how you can read me like a book.” I laughed weakly.

She laughed along, as she wiped away my tears. “It’s crazy how a girl like you, who is beautiful and amazing, is crying over a jerk like Alex.” Sophie said. I smiled at her.

She always knew how to make me feel better. I wish I could be like her with every fiber of my being.

Sophie was so carefree and she knows how to handle herself. “So tell me about how you got the HOTTEST boy-band in the world knocking on your door.” Sophie smiled.

Harry’s P.O.V.

We are heading to New York. Miles and miles away from Aria.

I couldn’t stop thinking about Aria. Her beautiful smile, the way her hair flowed like an ocean with the slightest movement, her eyes that are like pools of olive green with flecks of gold in the middle. Her laugh that is so terribly contagious.

I have known her barely a day, and she already stuck in my mind like glue. I’ve never met any girl like her. So down to earth and so damn beautiful.

Hey gorgeous. What are you doing? :) xx

Nothing wrong with a little flirting. I texted Aria. And she responded within a few seconds. I smiled at her text.

Hey Curly. Just hanging out with my sister. How about you? :P xx

Just thinking about a lovely lady, that I miss dearly. Xx

Hhm, who might that be? ;)

You of course, love. So the tour ends in a few weeks and the boys and I want to fly down to see you guys. Is that cool?

Yeah. Of course, you cheeky boy. You guys left not even an hour ago and I miss you like crazy :’(

And Chloe? I know she misses Louis… ;)

She left, but I know she does. But she won’t admit that she’s desperately in love with Lou :P

The same way how you are desperately in love with me? ;)

I smirked.

Cheeky. And I could basically feel you smirking through the text..if that makes sense. You wish, bud.

The truth was I did wish. But she would never like a boy like me. I’m so flirtatious and sometimes that turns girls off. Aria texted me before I could respond.

Well, I got to go. G’night my Curly, cheeky boy :) see ya when I do xx

Goodnight beautiful.

I didn’t even realize the time until Louis came. 

“You okay, mate? Its pretty late…” Louis asked. I smiled. “Of course.” Louis started laughing. “What? What have I done?” I frowned and furrowed by brows. I glared at Louis after he’d been laughing for two minutes, straight. “Y-your..smile..is..lopsided!” He said in between laughs. I sighed. “And people say I’m immature.” I said, lightly shoving Louis. “That’s because you are.” Liam said taking a sit beside Louis on the couch. “I know that Nialler’s probably devouring he kitchen, so where’s Zayn?” I asked Liam, right as Zayn walked through the door with Starbucks in his hand. “A little late for caffeine, huh Zayn?” I asked him. “Shut up, Harry.”

After a minute of Liam furiously switching through channels, I announced I was going to bed. 

“Goodnight guys.” I said, yawning as I made my way to my bunk. “Goodnight.” They chimed. I smiled. I’m really glad to have friends like them. 

By the time I wake we’ll be New York. We had an interview first thing in the morning at a radio station.

I tossed and turned…no sleep.

I heard thunder outside. Ever since I was a child that sound always scared me. I crawled out of hed and slid into the bunk underneath mine - Louis’.

Louis stirred. “Hey mate. You alright?” Louis asked groggily. “You kind if I sleep here for the rest of the night?” I asked him, hopefully. “Of course not.” He said. I turned onto my back getting comfy. “Thank you, Lou.” I whispered, even though Louis was asleep.

I woke up and glanced at the clock. 9:42 it read. I took a double take. Paul said to be ready by 10:00. “NINE FOURTY TWO!?!!” I yelled as I jumped up, causing me to bang my head. “Ouch!” I yelled as I ran into the washroom. I took a 10 minute shower and brushed my teeth.

I stepped into a pair of kakis and slipped on my ‘Hipsta Please’ shirt, along with my a few necklaces. I put on my shoes as I stumbled out my door with five minutes to spare. I saw a plate with pancakes and I ate them.

I ran outside the tour bus and into the car. “Sorry, I’m a tad late.” I said I buckled my seat belt. Paul rolled his eyes. “Your mean.” I mumbled. He’s mean because he cares…that’s what Uncle Simon told us.

We slipped through the interview with the same questions ‘If you could date one member in the band, who would it be?’ and ‘Who’s single’ and blah blah blah.