"Who were you before they broke your heart?" His raspy voice breaks the silence.
Who was I? I think really hard about who I was when all of this didn't happen.
"I was happy" I say calmly looking out to the beautiful view of New York from our balcony...
Through out the concert Harry's eyes land on me and every time I look back, he looks away. This is so weird why would he be looking at me when there are so many pretty girls here to look at, but he chose me. I've never had someone look at me like that, this is all new to me.
The concert carries on more and I'm really enjoying myself, until I see Harry whisper something Louis which makes them both look at me. I feel my cheeks burn with embarrassment, what are they talking about?.
I don't think about it too much.
After a few more hours, the concert finishes. the room goes black and screams turn into cries. even i was crying. this was the best experince ever. i would totally go back to their concerts.
before a quick toilet break, we all go back to the car. as I'm about to out my earphones back in, my mom turns around and says, "you know it's still early, you girls wanna get a drink somewhere"
we all answer with wide smiles and nods. this is the first time I've seen us all happy. like even Bonnie has a bright smile. i don't want this feeling to stop.
after a quite drive. John stops at a small club. with a long queue waiting outside. just great, i think to myself.
**** play ^^ video at the top, it's what's playing in the club—- Daddy issues ****
When we reach the front door relief washes through me because we have queuing for ever. When get inside I can see loads of people dancing, drinking, singing along with the music, some of them are making out in corners. I'm so glad my mom and stepdad are ok with this and are not strict like most parents.
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The room is filled with luminous lights of blue and purple, there's an open bar at the back which has people sitting there on stalls talking to each other. We finally find a couch for all of us to sit on.
"Well I'm going to go and dance" Izzy says
"Yeah me too" Aggie says standing up with Izzy and walking to the dance floor.
"Bonnie are you gonna go ?" My mom ask her because she is literally there on her phone, I can't believe her sometimes. We've just got these rare tickets and she's just sat there on her phone.
"Hang on, dads just text me" she answers back in a tone still looking at her phone.
What.
I widen my eyes "Wait dad text you?" I question making her look up at me.
"Yeah he's been messaging me for weeks" she's says looking at me if I'm crazy.
"Are serious right now! He hasn't text me or called me for three weeks" I say, I'm so pissed of Ive had enough of this. We haven't seen my dad for three weeks because he and my stepmom 'needed' a holiday and it's seems he has stayed in touch with Bonnie and not me.
"Maybe he forgot?" She answers with an annoyed face.
He forgot about me.
"Of course he has! He always forgets about me!" I shout back, I can't believe him I can't live like this anymore. I stand up and turn to walk to the bar in Frustration.
"Neve! Where are going?" My mom shouts back
"I'm going to get a drink" I shout back
"Of course she is" Bonnie says, "she always drinks her problems away, because you've got issues" in a proud tone like she's won something, but I just ignore her, I can't be bothered to argue with her or even look at her right now.
I finally reach the bar and go and sit on one of the stalls. The bartender comes up to ask what I want,
"A gin and tonic please" I smile to him. Within a blink he's back with my drink
"Thank you" I smile again. I take my first sip I instantly hear my dad saying in my head "Your worthless" "You will never be successful like your sister" "Get a life" "Stop being so sad all the time"
I feel I tear floating down my cheek, don't cry Neve, I quickly wipe it away and start to jug my drink down my throat., to wash out the pain in my chest and my head.
"Woah! Calm down" I hear that rusty voice again, it's him.
I turn around to seeing Harry smiling at me sitting on the stall next to me.
"Why do you care?" I say back already regretting it.
"I don't" He answers me, with a shrug.
i just ignore him and roll my eyes as I turn my head back down to look at my drink.
"are you ok?" He asks
"Do I look ok" i openly say looking back at him.
He sighs and place his hand on my back which is very kind of him but it just makes me cry more.
my lips begin to tremble and cheeks are becoming wet as my tears start to fall down.
"Come here" he says with arms open gesturing for a hug, he steps of he's stall coming closer and closer to fill the gap between us, I feel his strong arms go around my waist and pulling me closer, I take my arms and put them around he's neck and placing my head on he's shoulder.
His touch makes me feel different a good different, I feel safe in he's arms, when he touches me it makes me feel like we are the only person on earth that everyone around us has disappeared, why do I feel like this?
"I've got issues" I speak my sisters words.
"Same" he says like he understands my pain, "We've all got them" he rests his head on mine.
There suddenly silence between us, the only sound is the music and people shouting of the loud sounds. We just stand there entwined together smelling each other's alcoholic scents. My tears dropping onto Harry's shoulder, but he doesn't care and doesn't judge me.
My eyes start to sting by my mascara that I know is already down my face. My nose starts to get blocked from my crying. The pain in my chest hurt which comes and goes in waves it always does, my head is banging from the neon lights flashes.
The silence is safe, the safest I've ever been in someone's arms and I'm caught up in the middle of it crying my eyes out. The person that I thought was just a famous singer, is different; I feel his warmth, his care, his light in his presents and I feel it in my heart.
Our young hearts stay close, but I know mine is fading and it's slipping through my fingers, I'm trying hard to not let go.
"Let's get out of here" he breaks the safe silence.
