One Direction's Support Act

Epilouge: Consequences

I'm planning to write a sequel cause yeah. The story isn't finished.

I shall post the sequel idea here, soon. maybe. yeah.

I hope you like the ending, I sure didn't.. Scarlet means so much and I didn't like having this happen to her but it was the best way to end it and get a interesting sequel.

Enjoy the beginning of the end, Keira xx

*Scarlet's POV*

It's been two weeks. Two whole weeks without Harry and I feel like I'm dying. Lou and I have been texting, calling at times, he's been checking up on me. I've always asked him how's Harry doing, he says he's been doing pretty well. Louis is the only one nice enough to always tell me the truth. See? Harry's fine without me, me on the other hand. I'm hopeless.

I haven't been eating, socializing and I can't sleep. I've told Ne-Yo, I can't sleep and he's been telling me to take sleeping pills. Every time I wake up early in the morning I still remember Harry always helping me sleep. Now that he's gone I can never get any sleep.

Ne-Yo's been worried and I feel bad for worrying him but I feel hopeless and life seems like a struggle without Harry.

"Scarlet, I'm going out with Beyonce, Jay Z, Pitbull and Flo Rida.. You wanna join me?" Ne-Yo asks me and my eyes actually leave the phone, which has a photo of Harry and I.. I told you I can't live without him.

"Nah, I wouldn't fit in with you guys" I say and look back to my phone, I flick through my photos and end up on another, Niall and I. Niall called me the other night and we talked for two hours. It's nice to know he cares.

"Oh, right. Well behave for the night. Okay?" Ne-Yo says and he's leaning against the door.

"I will. There's nothing else to do" I say and Ne-Yo walks over to me.

"Scarlet. Please, don't tear yourself apart like this. You can do so much better and someone will love you as much as you love Harry... Just wait. He'll come along, I promise" Ne-Yo says patting my back, for the first time in this whole week I bawl my eyes out.

"Shhh.. Okay, look while I'm out call Louis. Talk to him, watch soppy love movies, eat as much ice cream you want, be a mess for tonight... You'll get over him in time. How is he by the way?" Ne-Yo says, I drop my phone on the table and look at him.

Fucking girls every night, acting like himself, an ass. Oh he's fine.

"Perfectly, fucking fine" I say and my words can't get any harsher.

"You ask Louis about it?" Ne-Yo says, his eyebrows scrunching up, questioning me.

"Yep. He's fucking fine, hasn't cried over me, hasn't even said a word about me... Like I said he's fucking fine" I say and he hugs me.

I continue crying but I try to wipe the tears away from Ne-Yo's jacket.

"You sure you'll be okay?" Ne-Yo questions me, pulling me back and holding me by the shoulders. 

"I'll be fine. You have fun" I say and Ne-Yo walks out, closing the door.

Stuff calling Louis. I'll just get room service to get me some food. My phone rings "I'm at a payphone, trying to call home" I have to change my ringtone soon.

I check the caller ID... It's Harry. My heart rushes and I answer it, I guess that shows how desperate I am.

"Hello?" I say and I hear loads of screaming and music in the background.

"Oh, Harry... You feel so good" I hear in the background and I wanted to hang up.

"Scarlet? You there? Look I'm sorry for leading you on. Come back to the tour, please I just want to fuck you... I'm sorry for saying I love you... I just was so sexually frustrated you know that" Harry says and it was a drunken call, I knew that.