Love for the Famous

Cakes and Broken

   Ello! End of the first trimester for me in school! I absolutely hate school and I can't wait for Thanksgiving break so I can upload more for you guys! Hope you like the chapter!

    I hold hands with Harry as we walk down the hall to the XFactor kitchen. Harry want to cook today, by cook I mean make me suffer for countless hours. His hand leaves mine as he open the door to the kitchen and he races over to the drawers. 

     "What are we making Chef Styles?" I giggle as he put's a chef hat on.

     "Cake, might start easy for your sake." He thoughtlessly mutters taking out a pan.

     "This will be fun." I sigh taking out my phone and going onto Twitter.

     I haven't been on here in forever. I look down the line of tweets toward me. I see links hash tags for things like #FuckSkyeStewart or #DieSkyeStewart. I frown at them and read down the messages. Most of them contained hate while less then half contained things from my actual fans.

     "Something wrong, Love?" Harry asks lightly cracking an egg into the mixer.

     "Nothing really, it's just Twitter and it's usual hate." I grumble annoyed. I feel him grab my phone away from me and I glare at him.

      "What are you doing look at hate?" Harry growls at me. At first I think he's joking but by the look at this death glare toward the phone looks extremely real.

      "Oh sorry, I didn't know you controlled what I look at dad." I snap trying to grab my phone back but he put's it above his head.

      "I don't care what you look at, I just don't want you going suicide on everyone." He angrily yells.

     "So your saying that I'm going to just give up my life over some stupid hate?" I growl. "Harry, I'm not stupid."

      "Sure you aren't, you don't seem to be able to control your feelings toward people so how can I trust you looking at hate." Harry growls.

       "You don't have to trust me Harry, you should'nt even care about me." My voice breaks at the end and I sprint out of the kitchen before Harry can see the tears forming in my eyes.

        I run into the bedroom that I share with Katie and fall onto the bed trying to get myself to stop crying. I hated how I cry when I get angry and when I'm sad.

      Why do you let him control your emotions? I think to myself. Why do you love him?

      "Is it Harry." I turn over in my bed to see Katie standing there.

      "Yea." I grumble throwing my pillow at the wall.

      "Do you want to talk about it?" I nod at Katie's question and she sits down at the end of my bed. I tell her about what happened in the kitchen as she nods.

      "You shouldn't get to attached to Harry, he's playing with your emotions like he does with every other girl." She grumbles. I want to say he doesn't but then again he's Harry.

       "Your probably right." I mumble sitting up in the bed.

       "If you end it here with him he wont be able to break your heart any longer." She says knowingly. I nod thinking everything through.

        Has be been playing me the whole time, or is it real? I think. Should I end it now?

      I roll out of the bed and wipe away any tears that are left over. I walk out. Not knowing what I'm going to do I just go to Zayn's room that he shares with Niall. I give their door a knock and I heard footsteps coming toward the door. It opened up and Zayn stands there.

      "Skye, what happened?" Zayn asks softly also scanning my face for answers.

      "Can I come in first?" I mutter staring at the floor. He moves and I walk in and sit down on the couch.

        "Did the judges say something?" Zayn whispers putting his hand on my cheek.

        "No, it was Harry, fucking Harry!" I yell annoyed with myself.

        "Harry?" I look up to see the sudden anger in Zayn eyes.

        "Zayn calm down." I mummer softly putting my hand on his shoulder.

        "It's Harry always, he pushes you to far, he messes with you!" He yells grabbing at his hair.

        "I should've listened to myself when I first meant you guys." I growl to myself more then Zayn. I see his angered expression turn confused.

         "What-" I cut him off by standing up.

        "Just talking to you get's me in a mess!" I laugh in anger. "I was an idont for giving into you guys!"

          "No you-" I cut him off again.

         "I'm probably going to go down in the competition because of all of you!" I scream throwing my arms up in the air."Because of you all of your fans and mine all think I'm a complete hoe! They can see that I have feeling for you and Harry, I swear I'm never going to trust myself around any of you." I mutter and walk out of his room.

        How am I so stupid to believe they wanted me anywhere near them in the first place. They've been probably playing me all along! All I want is for Simon to sign me and to be as far away from One Direction as possible.

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