London Forever

Chapter Four

I think I was having butterflies just for the fun of having them. I couldn't have been that excited. I mean, I wasn't happy about having to face Harry. He was just... an object of my past. I didn't want it anymore. I just wanted toi have fun, like I have been. In fact, that's exactly what I was going to do. Forget, have fun.

It was like the cab driver drove that route a thousand times. He probably has, and as soon as we got there, mobs of teens were swarming the stadium. There were police in riot gear trying to keep everyone in line, and breaking up fights. I swear I saw someone sell their tickets.

Anyways, I think a few girls noticed us and who we were from a few magazine shoots, because we got complimented and one girl actually asked for autographs. I was surprised. After a little of a long wait we finally made it up to our seats. In front row.

I'll admit. I squealed. I was so happy. I know that Madison hates One Direction, but Mira is a big fan and I was so grateful that they did this for me. I was surprised that we'd even made it this far without crying yet. How was I supposed to survive backstage passes and a M&G?

"Oh Em GEEOOOOD!!" Mira screamed in my ear and latched onto my arm as Niall walked out onstage. It came as a sock to me that now she was practically fangirling over her ex. And that I was doing it, too.

"You need to calm down!" Maddi yelled over the crowd to us. "For God's sakes you know them personally! The one is even your brother, Alex!"

"Oh, shut up! It's not like he even remembers or recognizes me! Besides, Harry probably forgets me too, and Niall. So none of that even matters! I just really like their music!"

"You wont even be able to face Harry. You'll have a panic attack as soon as you see him. All because you screwed up and left him."

"You know what Madison, if you're so ticked off, then go home!"

"Maybe I will," and Maddi took her ticket stub and handed it to a girl as she left. The girl promptly fainted as she noticed that 1: It was Madison Piper and 2: She had just gotten front row tickets next to Alex Cross and Mira Thomas.

I stared as the fog on the stage was lifting and Harry came out on his solo. I was terrified and ecstatic. The girl who got Madison's ticket named herself as Chloe, and she was practically crying. I took a deep, shaky breath as I looked backup to my gorgeous ex boyfriend who sat singing on the stage from a prop. His curls tangling within themselves and his green eyes flashing in happiness.

I was upset with myself and began to cry. Any girl in this arena would die to be with them. I lived with him. I left him, all because he made a mistake, which is all cleared up now, and he's happy. He's  finally happy without me. 

I think the girl though I was crying about just being here, she was so prepared. Chloe handed me a tissue that she pulled from her bag before wiping her own dark brown eyes with one herself. I was surprised. Her little act of kindness gave me that little push to look back up to the stage to see.

Harry stared directly at me, and he faltered. His singing stopped for a moment before Louis took over. He shook his curls and wiped his face before squinting back at Mira and I. I think he started to cry. Maybe it was just a figment of my imagination. I think it might have been...

Mira had tears in her eyes and she watched Niall's every move. It was quite alluring to see so much love for one person, all in a buch of people. Some of these girls truly believed that they loved them. If only they knew the truth.

The concert seemed to fly by. And when I say fly, I mean fly. It felt like only ten minutes ago I was sitting in front row, not next in ine to enter the M&G and backstage. I was almost crying in pure joy and in utter disgust with myself. I couldn't believe I was doing this. Seeing him. And before I knew it-

"Next!"

I jumped into the door and stared for a moment. I didn't realize that my mouth was open, and so was everyone else's. Mira immediately burst into tears. I didn't cry, I just stood with sad, wobbly knees and a very sorry expression on my face.

Four of the five were in there, all except the one I was terrified to see. It was a brightly lit, white room with gray carpeting. I saw a dressing table and a bathroom with a star on the door. Seemed very regal for just a bathroom. I live in a penthouse and not even my bathroom has a fancy star n it. Then again, I'm sure it's only for decoration means. Just to show how much more important the boys were than normal lads.

"I'm sorry..." was all I could manage. I stood, motionless, before someone else finally spoke in the room. It was Luis, my long lost best friend. My partner in crime, and my bud.

"Y-you've changed," Louis muttered, and engulfed me in a hug. I could smell his expensive cologne, and the mint on his breath. For a moment, I wondered how much mint gum they make the boys chew all day. I was happy, I didn't think I could stand like that anymore. And Niall seemed to squeeze the death out of Mira, who was still crying like a rainstorm. Zayn and Liam stayed back, unsure of what to do.

"Alex...?"

And with just my name, the room stood still.