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‘So Georgia, what is life like four months down the line?’ the radio presenter asks me as I sit opposite him in his shiny new studio. It’s April and last Christmas I won X Factor. My Winners single was Christmas number one and the first number one of 2012. It had stayed on top for 5 weeks the longest out of any of the x factor winners. Leona Lewis and One Direction had been there for 4 weeks before they had been knocked off.

 

‘Scary. Everything has just felt so surreal. I mean this time last year I was at school studying for my GCSE’S and now I can’t even go for a walk without someone recognising me. I love it though, but my mum does make sure she keeps me from going off the rails.’ I reply. My 1^st self written single, falling from the moon, was going to be to be played for the 1^st time on radio. I was excited to say the least. I finished the interview and walked outside to see my best friend waiting for me. Me and Jess had been best friends since year 5, and ever since then we had been inseparable.  She had 2 weeks off from college and her being the best friend had decided to come and spend it with me down In London for my birthday. 

 

‘You sounded amazing’ she said hugging me. I returned the hug and we started to walk outside chatting just like we used to. With me being down in London and her being up in York where I used to live, we don’t get to see each other as much as we used to, so we spent every possible moment together.  We got in to the black cab that was waiting for us outside the studio and we went towards Sony music recording studio. I might have already released my 1^st single but I had not finished my new upcoming album. We hoped out of the cab, still chatting and we walked into the main lobby where there stood 5 teenage boys and my manager Simon Cowell.

 

‘So yeah do that and I’ll see you 5 tonight.’ Simon said looking at the 5 boys. They all nodded their heads and said goodbye. They turned round and started to walk out of the door. I looked up just as they were walking past and instantly recognised them. ONE DIRECTION. My mouth fell open. I had just seen one direction. I might be famous but I was still allowed to get star struck wasn’t I?

 

‘Did you see… that was… Omg’ I said stuttering like an idiot. I noticed some of the boys saw me and smiled. Now all I wanted to know was what was happening tonight.  I calmed down and turned to Jess who was just as star struck as me.

 

‘that was one direction’ she said so excited that the words literally just came out as one, but seeing as I know her so well my brain could translate well.  When they were on X Factor we voted every week and Jess had a little (ok maybe massive) thing for Harry.

 

‘Jess calm down. You’re not acting very professional.’ I joked earning me a hit on the arm. Once we had both calmed down I walked up to Simon who was now talking to his PA. Once he saw me he stopped and smiled.

 

‘Georgia. My singing little superstar.’ He said while giving me a hug. ‘You were absolutely brilliant on Galaxy this morning’ he continued.

 

‘Thanks Simon.’ I said smiling. We carried on talking for a bit until I had to go to the recording studio. I left him and Jess talking telling Jess that I would meet her in the studio in a few minutes.  They were up to something. I could tell. I pulled that thought out of my mind as I walked into the studio. I said hello to the producer and got ready to start singing my new and personal favourite song, Gone. I got into the sound booth and waited for the music to start playing. I heard the music coming through the speakers and let it fill me throughout the opening bars. I closed my eyes and started singing the lyrics letting the words sweep through my body, letting the emotions fill me up. I got to the chorus where the music speed up, letting me loose myself in the song. It quietened down towards the end and once the song had finished I opened my eyes revealing Jess and Simon stood at the other side of the glass smiling and clearly enjoying the song. I waited until the song had finished and then I hung up my headphones and went outside to see how I did. They both told me that they loved it (no surprise there) and then Simon’s phone rang. He left the room to answer leaving me and Jess alone in the room.

 

‘That was amazing’ she said tearing up. I had to admit it was. It really meant a lot to me. I had been through a lot during the last year but I was happy with what I had achieved. This song was not only good but it meant a lot to me as well. I finished off in the studio just after 3 hours of being in there. I was so tired and I just wanted to go home and relax before my birthday the next day.  But Jess being Jess demanded that we went out to celebrate so we went back to mine to go get washed and changed.  After a half hour in the car we arrived at my flat. Bought 4 weeks after I had won, it was the first time I had ever lived by myself. I opened the front door just to be hit with a massive pile of fan mail.

 

‘OMG’ I said smiling ad bending down to pick it all up. There were loads. People had even sent teddies and one person had sent a mug. I laughed. People really did send some of the weirdest, yet best stuff. I put it all on my dining table and put my bag and coat on the chair. Jess was already upstairs raiding my wardrobe for something for me to wear.

 

‘Where are you taking me anyway?’ I asked as Jess started pulling clothes out at all directions.

 

‘Somewhere special.’ She said smirking. She raided my wardrobe for another 10 minutes before she gasped. ‘You have to wear that’ she said pulling the dress up to my body. At 17 years old it was probably something you’d expect to see but on me, never. I hardly ever wore dresses and it took the stylists 3 weeks to get me out of my jeans on the live shows.

 

‘What?’ I gasped. I was not going to wear that.

 

1 hour later, Jess had managed to persuade me to wear the belted jersey dress with my new Carvela heals. I had my long dark brown hair down and big smoky eyes. We hoped in to the cab that was waiting for us and Jess told him where to take us. I looked at my phone to see I had a new message. My mum had text me saying ‘have a nice night’

 

‘Jess… why has my mum text me saying to have a nice night?’ I asked confused. I looked at her.

 

‘Erm… well… I don’t know’ she said not meeting my eye. Now there is one good thing about knowing your best friend for 9 years. You can always tell when she is lying.

 

‘You’re lying’ I said reflecting my thoughts entirely.

 

‘Well…yes but you’ll find out I a bit so shut up’ she said with a smile. I knew I wasn’t going to get anything out of her so I sat still and looked out of the window.

 

After a good half hour of driving the taxi pulled up to the back entrance of Wembley stadium.

 

‘What on earth are we doing here?’ I asked totally confused.

 

‘You’ll see.’ She replied, a smug look on her face. She pulled me out of the cab and we walked towards a big set of double doors. I looked around trying to get some idea of who was playing there tonight but found none. We carried on walking through the blackness until we could start hearing noise coming from the stage. Well whoever it was were already performing.  I heard a male’s voice telling the crowd that they were going to take a small break but would be back in 15 minutes. I saw Jess look at me through the corner of my eye.

 

‘What?’ I asked suspiciously.

 

‘Nothing’ she sang, clearly excited for what was about to happen.

 

‘What are we even doing here anyway?’ I asked again. This time Jess didn’t say anything. She just nodded towards the stage door, where 6 people were stood talking. I looked at Jess puzzled, but all she did was drag me towards them.

 

‘Jess what are you doing? I asked getting a little annoyed that she wouldn’t tell me. Once we had got closer I realised that again it was Simon and one direction. Simon noticed me once we had reached them and waver his hand beckoning for us to both go and see him.

 

‘Georgia,’ he said hugging me. ‘This is one direction. One direction this is Georgia.’ He said introducing me to one direction. I was star struck. Even worse now than before when they walked past me. Jess gave me a little nudge, pushing me back into reality.

 

‘Hi’ I smiled as best as I could. They all gave me a little hug and gave one to Jess as well.  I noticed that Jess blushed a little bit when she hugged Harry.

 

‘This still doesn’t explain why I’m here!’ I said still puzzled.

 

‘You haven’t told her?’ Niall asked Jess and Simon.

 

‘Well I haven’t!’ Simon said looking at Jess.

 

‘Well… I couldn’t find a good way to do it… so me either.’

 

‘Wait what is happening?’ I asked demanding an answer.

 

‘Well let’s just hope she knows her songs.’ Liam responded laughing along with Louis. I looked at them both still totally confused. And why on earth were they laughing at me. I thought they were nice. I hadn’t even known them for 5 minutes and they were laughing. I looked at Louis. He had a really nice laugh. He noticed me staring and winked at me causing me to blush. I looked away and gave a pointed stare at Jess and Simon, who were really the only ones I trusted to tell me anything.

 

‘Georgia. You are going to perform your new song. Here. Tonight.’ Simon told me. My mouth dropped open, earning another laugh from the boys. Wait. Me, performing my own song at Wembley, tonight.

 

‘No way. I can’t… I don’t have the music or anything.’ I said totally flabbergasted.

 

‘Already sorted.’ Louis grinned at me. ‘As long as you have the sheet music, you can use our band.’

 

‘Right here’ Jess said pulling several sheets of music out of her bag. There was no way I was going to get out of this.

 

‘Brilliant’ I said sarcastically. Everyone took this as an agreement and they all started to move around me, rushing around to get everything ready. Jess came over and hugged me.

 

‘Everyone knew except me didn’t they?’ I asked.

 

‘Yep. Simon wanted you to do a guest appearance on Alan Carr’s chatty man, but we couldn’t get you on, so the bys said you could come tonight to perform with them.

 

‘That was nice of them’ I said hugging her back.

 

‘You’ll be fine. Just think your singing in front of the mirror’ she said laughing. I pulled away just to hear Zayn telling me to get ready.

 

‘We will introduce you then you can come on and sing. Then just go off. How many songs do you want to do.?’ Zayn asked me.

 

‘3’ Jess replied for me. I turned round to look at her.

 

‘What? I have 3 favourites.’ She laughed.

 

‘How many do you want me to do?’ I asked the band.

 

‘3 are good.’ Harry smiled.  3 songs I can do that… right. I picked falling from the moon, gone and an upbeat dance track called heart break. I gave the sheet music to the boy’s band and waited. I could hear the cheering coming from the audience. They were THE biggest boy band at the moment. And that was saying something. I could hear harry speaking to the crowd. They were singing their newest song, get down, and the crowd were going wild. Me and Jess were sat talking when all of a sudden one of the crew came over and told me that I was going to be on in 5. I started to panic. What if I messed up? I mean, yes I had done the x factor tour but still, the songs I was singing weren’t my own. I got myself to calm down before I stood up and made my was to the stage entrance. I waited by the entrance while I heard the boys introduce me.

 

‘Right then guys. We have a little surprise for you. You all know her. She has just recently come of tour. Please welcome Georgia Heppell.’ I forced myself to walk on stage. The crowd went wild. I was absolutely gobsmacked at the reaction. I took some deep breathes and took the microphone of Louis. He gave me a slight squeeze on my shoulder and gave me a flash of his cheesy smile.

 

‘Hey guys. Can I just say thanks to One direction, Simon Cowell and my best friend Jess for setting this all up. I only just found out I was doing this like 10 minutes ago, so I’m sorry if I’m a little shaky.’ The crowd were still screaming like mental. ‘You guys might know this if you listened to galaxy this morning.’ I smiled at the audience. All my doubts went away. This was where I was meant to be. I nodded to the band behind me and I waited for my cue. I started singing. The crowd were still cheering like crazy. Half way through the song I pulled the mic of the stand and went to explore the rest of the stage.  Once I had finished all 3 songs, I said goodbye to the audience and went to go stand backstage with Jess. The boys went back to performing and for the next half hour me and Jess were talking about what I had just done.

 

‘Brill’ she said simply.

 

‘I know. I absolutely loved it.’ I said with a big grin on my face, like a Cheshire cat. We sat and talked and eventually Harry, Liam, Zayn, Niall and Louis had finished. They came backstage and congratulated me at how well I did.

 

‘You were amazing.’ Harry said hugging me though I did notice he kept staring at Jess through the corner of his eye.

 

 

‘Yeah, especially to say you had only known for 10 minutes.’ Liam said to me. ‘Yeah, do you need a lift home?’ Louis asked us. ‘Cause if you did you could come with us to the bar to celebrate.’

 

‘We need to get…’ I started just to be interrupted by Jess.

 

‘We’d love to’ she said.

 

‘One minute’ I said pulling her away.

 

‘Georgia, lighten up, besides I’ve seen the way Louis has been looking at you, and I know you’ve always liked him. This could be your chance.’ She said pleading with me to go.

 

‘But Jess, I’m absolutely shattered.’ I said yawning to emphasize the fact.

 

‘It’s your birthday tomorrow. We are going weather you like it or not.’ She said walking towards the boys again.  She told them we were going and we both helped them tidy up. Once we had finished we got into their car and Niall told the driver where to go. After a good half hour of driving we pulled up to a quiet pub situated just off the high street.  The door opened and all 7 of us jumped out.

 

‘This place looks nice’ I commented.

 

‘Yeah, harry found it one day when he was going for his daily jog.’ Zayn told me as we entered through the doors. The place was decorated as a typical English pub. It reminded me of the pub in my hometown. The walls were painted a lime green, not the best colour in the world, with dark brown boarders. There were several pictures on the wall, both photographic and drawings. There was one which really caught my eye, it was a picture of a large field, with one simple black bird sat on the fence. I smiled and went to sit down with the others. Liam and Niall asked around to see what drinks we wanted. At 17 years old I couldn’t drink any alcohol, but Jess being ll days older than me, decided she was going to get a vodka and coke. I asked for a normal coke and both boys went off to the bar. We had decided to sit somewhere out of the way even though the place was empty. Me and Jess were sat on the comfy seats, Jess to my left and much to my delight Louis to my right. Harry sat across from Jess  (much to HER delight) and Zayn sat next to him. Jess, Harry and Zayn were talking leaving me and Louis to.

 

‘sooo… Do you like carrots?’ he asked after a long moment of silence.

 

‘erm… random, but yeah I suppose, but only raw.’ I laughed slightly confused. I knew he was random from all the video diaries the boys did when they were on x factor. I also remembered how he ‘loved girls who liked carrots’! 

 

‘cool’ he smiled. Luckily, for both of us, this sparked up a conversation between us both. We started talking about random stuff, and then about music.

 

‘ why did you audition’ he asked genuinely interested.

 

‘I don’t know. I just turned round one day and said to Jess that I was going to audition. And I did. I’ve had people tell me all my life that I could sing and that I couldn’t sing , and I suppose I just wanted an honest answer.’ I said, smiling.

 

[[flashback]]

‘good luck’ Dermot said as I walked onto the stage. I was nervous. This was going to be my first time singing in front of someone that wasn’t my dad or best friend. I was screwed. I walked on to the stage, head down, counting to 10 in my head. Only when I reached the standard x in the middle of the stage, did I look up. There in front of me were 4 judges and thousands of people. Oh shit…

 

‘hello! And what’s your name and age?’ Cheryl asked in her distinctive accent.

‘my name’s Georgia heppell and I’m 16’ I said trying to sound as calm as possible.

 

‘and Georgia, What do you see yourself doing in… 10 years time?’ Simon asked me. 10 years time that was a long time away.

 

‘I don’t know. Erm… probably being a professional nurse.’ I said, thinking hard.

 

‘you don’t think you’ll win this?’ he asked a little confused.

 

 

‘ I don’t even think I’ll get to boot camp.’

 

‘why?’ Simon asked again, now sounding really confused.

 

‘I’ve been that I can sing and that I can’t sing, so I just want to find out for sure. I mean yeah if I get through that will be brilliant but if I don’t then I’ll just keep to singing when I’m along’ I laughed.

 

‘that’s the most honest answer I’ve heard throughout the whole 8 years of this competition. The stage is yours.’ He smiled at me. I started to hear ‘Your song’  by Ellie Goulding come through the speakers and I stood there waiting for my cue. I started to sing, eager to hear what the judges had to say about me. I closed my eyes and started to get really into the song. I opened my eyes, just in time to see the crowed getting of their seats. My mind instantly thought that I was so bad that they must be leaving. Then I saw that they weren’t walking away, they were standing there clapping. Louis, Danni and Cheryl all had smiles on their faces. Simon on the other hand didn’t. eventually the song stopped and I stood, waiting. The audience were still on their feet cheering, eventually though they quietened down. Simon was the first to speak.

 

‘whoever told you that you couldn’t sing, must have been deaf. That was the best I have heard anyone sing so far this year.’ He said, finally cracking a smile. The other 3 judges said the same. Then it was down to the getting through.

 

‘100% yes!’ Louis said looking at me.

 

‘that was amazing. Yes!’ Danni said smiling.

 

‘yes’ Cheryl said wearing the same facial expression as Danni.

 

‘full house. Your through to the next round.’ Simon said.  My face split in two. I was ecstatic. I said thank you and goodbye and then I walked, very quickly I might add, back stage. Where Jess and my mum were waiting…

 

 

[[end of flashback]

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‘I remember watching it.’ Louis said a sort of half smile lining his face. We had both been talking so much that we hadn’t  seen Liam and niall return with the drinks.

 

‘want a bit?’ Jess laughed offering me some of her vodka and coke.

 

‘let’s not!’ I laughed giving her the ‘look’

 

 ‘why not?’ asked harry catching on to the conversation.

 

‘when she was 15, well… let’s just say she can’t remember much’ Jess laughed looking at harry.

 

‘it wasn’t my fault. No one told me that polish vodka was so much stronger than English vodka.’ I said explaining a little. I looked around the table just to be met with 5 faces staring at me and Jess, all confused.

 

‘fine…’ I said laughing at the looks on all their faces. ‘when I was 15 it was my uncles wedding in Poland. And no one told me how strong their vodka and coke was. I only had 3 but I was making them and probably half was vodka. I only had 3 but apparently my dad and my uncle had to drag me to bed ad I refused, I passed out, told my grandma to f off and I was sick 3 times. The smell still makes me feel ill.’ I told them remembering that night. All 5 started to laugh. ‘hey it wasn’t funny. I was soo ill the next day.’ I said, eventually laughing along with them. This carried on for the next couple of hours and by this time I was getting really tired. I put my head back and closed my eyes only to be nudged in the side by a very pointy elbow.

 

‘Oi… don’t go to sleep! I’ll have no one to talk to’ Louis said flashing me a smile.

 

‘it’s not my fault that I’m tired’ I said yawning. ‘I need to go for a walk otherwise I’ll be asleep’ I laughed, I got up and made my way to the door. Suddenly I felt a hand on my sholder, I turned round hastily, just to me met with the most gorgeous blue eyes I have ever seen.

 

‘don’t want to let a little pop star off by herself do we?’ his voice said, making me come back to reality.

 

‘Louis, what do you think will happen to me? kidnapped, eaten by a monster?’ I laughed pulling open to door to allow us to both go outside.

 

‘well, we need to be safe don’t we’ he smiled.  I went and sat down on the bench just outside the pub. Louis came and sat down beside me, putting his arm around my shoulders.  When his arm touched my neck, I got a warm fuzzy feeling run through my skin, which made me shiver.

 

‘Cold?’ he asked looking down at my face.

 

‘No, just… never mind’ I smiled.

 

‘Go on’ he said urging me to go one.

 

‘It doesn’t matter.’ I said embarrassed. We sat in silence for the next couple of minutes, until eventually it became too much to bear.

 

‘So….. Carrots huh’ I said causing us both to go into a laughing fit. Once we had finished we both just stared at each other. His face leaning nearer to mine. I stared back into his bright blue eyes. A voice screamed though my mind. ‘Omg I’m going to kiss Louis Tomlinson.’ It was like something from a movie and then, a car went passed breaking us from our trance. Typical. We both went back to sitting facing the road, his arm never coming back to where it was before.

 

‘So what are you doing tomorrow?’ he asked breaking the very awkward silence.

 

‘It’s my birthday’ I smiled. ‘Actually,’ I said looking at my watch ‘my birthday is today’ I said, letting that thought run through me.

 

‘Well then, happy birthday’ he said hugging me, the feeling of closeness coming back.  I was officially 18.  An even bigger smile spread on to my face. I WAS 18.

 

‘Stay there. I’ll be right back’ I said pulling away. I ran into the pub, leaving behind a very confused Louis. I ran up to the table and grabbed my purse and then made my way, very quickly, to the bar.

 

‘2 beers please’ I said to the bar man.

 

‘Any ID? He asked me.

 

‘Erm… will a drivers licence do?’ I asked, looking hopeful.

 

‘As long as it has a DOB, then yes’ he said. I pulled out my driver’s licence and handed it to him.

 

‘Happy birthday’ he smiled, handing me back my licence. I put it away got out a fiver and then threw the purse to the empty seat next to Jess, who was still talking the other boys.  I watched the bar man pull the two beers and put them on the counter. I handed him the money and took the drinks back outside.

 

‘Here you go’ I said handing Louis the drink. He laughed at what I had done.

 

‘What? I’m officially 18. I can drink now’ I said taking a big gulp of the beer.

 

‘Slow down. We don’t want a drunken pop star on our hands now do we. So back to the question. What are you doing ‘tomorrow’?’

 

‘Shut up,’ I said jokingly ‘and tomorrow and in today or tomorrow as in tomorrow?’ I asked slightly confused.

 

‘Tomorrow as in tomorrow.‘ He said with a smirk

 

‘Well, I have no idea. I’m going back home at the weekend, but nothing tomorrow. Why?’ I asked.

 

‘Well me and the boys are meeting up with Aiden and his girlfriend’

 

‘Aiden Grimshaw?’ I interrupted. I loved Aiden in last year’s X Factor and he should never have gone out when he did. 

 

‘Yep, were meeting up here tomorrow and I was wondering if, maybe you wanted to come along?’ he asked, his voice getting shyer as he carried on.

 

‘Wow, I never thought I’d see the day that Louis Tomlinson got nervous about asking a girl out’ a voice said from the pub door, scaring both me and Louis.

 

‘Bloody hell niall, bit of a warning next time’ Louis laughed.

 

‘Sorry mate, just wanted to tell you that we’re all tired so we are going to order a taxi.’ Niall said before turning back round to enter the pub again. My heart fell. I was having such a good time talking to Louis that I forgot we had to go home.

 

‘Cheer up.’ He said lifting my head up so I could look into his eyes.

 

‘I’d love to’ I smiled, still staring into his eyes. 

 

‘Huh?’ he asked confused, but still looking into my eyes.

 

‘Go out with you tomorrow night’ I said smiling. A massive smile, that showed his teeth, quickly appeared on his face.

 

‘Brill.’ He whispered. His face leant closer again. A massive sense of Déjà vu swept over me. He was going to kiss me. No cars were going past, his face kept getting closer, and I started to close my eyes, ready for it to happen. Then…

 

‘Taxi’s on its way’ niall’s voice sounded through the door.  ‘We’re meeting it on the high street.’ He said walking through to the nice cool air.  We pulled away and started acting like nothing had happened. Even though it hadn’t. AGAIN, TYPICAL.  The rest of them pilled out of the pub. I noticed that harry and Jess were getting on like a house on fire. I quickly caught her eye and gave her a quick smile. I noticed that she had got my purse so I quickly downed the rest of my drink and started walking with the rest of them. Louis never left my side, he put his arm around my shoulders like before, and we were still talking when we arrived at the taxi. We all pilled in and I told the taxi driver where to take us first. Jess and harry were still in deep conversation, so I decided to talk to the rest of the boys.

 

‘So who’s going to be there then tomorrow?’ I asked.

 

‘Tomorrow?’ Zayn wondered. ‘We aren’t doing anything tomorrow.’

 

‘She means the day after that.’ Louis explained.

 

‘Ohhh. He asked you to come? Zayn asked.

 

‘Yeah. You should have seen him. He got all shy and everything’ niall explained.

 

‘I didn’t get shy. I was just…’

 

‘Exactly’ niall said as if that explained everything.

 

‘Anyway,’ Liam said, stopping the argument. ‘Mine, Niall’s and Zayn’s girlfriends will be there.  Aiden and his girlfriend who is also Louis best friend. And I think that’s it, except of course, all of us as well.’ he said waving his arms around indicting to all of us.

 

‘Cool.’ I said as I started to look out of the window. I could hear the boys talking amongst themselves, although now Jess and harry had joined in. after a few minutes of looking outside the window I started to recognise where we were. I turned back to Jess and told her that we were here. I could see the disappointment in her eyes. She must have had good time with harry. The taxi pulled up outside my flat, and me and Jess both jumped out. Jess quickly said goodbye to harry and I said goodbye to Louis and the rest of them. Harry told us that he’d text us with the details for tomorrow night.  I was just about to close the door, but Louis shouted one last thing out the door.

 

‘Have a good birthday’ He smiled

 

‘Shit Georgia. I’m Sooo sorry. I forgot’ Jess said, looking really guilty.

 

‘Its fine’ the rest of the boys wished me happy birthday and I said thanks again for letting me perform on. Then me and Jess made our way into the comfort of my flat.

 

I opened the door and kicked of my shoes. My feet were killing me. I hated wearing heals at the best of times but for them to be on for 6+ hours was bad. I put my purse on the table and got out my phone. Jess came over to me and gave me a hug.

 

‘I’m sorry for forgetting it was your birthday.’ She said still looking guilty.

 

‘Jess. You have just met Harry styles. I really don’t blame you for forgetting. I would have if it was me’ I laughed. Pulling away, I went into the kitchen and got 2 glasses of water.

 

‘Right, here you go. I’m going to sleep.’ I said yawning.

 

‘Ok. Night night’ she said smiling at me. I walked into my amazing room and pulled out my pj’s. I went into the bathroom so I could brush my teeth, take off my makeup and take out my contacts.  Once I had done that I quickly went to the toilet and then got changed. I went back into my room and put my phone on charge. I quickly got into bed where it was nice and warm and I was just on my way to sleep when my phone vibrated, signalling that I had a message. Wondering who would text me at this time, I quickly removed my hand from the comfort of my bed and felt around for it on my bedside table. One found I pressed the button and looked at the number.  I didn’t recognise it, but I clicked on it anyway.

 

Hey x hope you don’t mind. I got harry to get your number off Jess. Can’t wait to see you again tomorrow.  What are you doing later today? Louis xxx

 

My heart skipped a beat. I might only have known him for several hours but still. This guy had been my obsession when he was on x factor. And he had just told me that he couldn’t wait to see me again. Could my life get any better? I quickly text him back saying:

 

Hey x course I don’t mind ”) me either x and nothing probably going shopping later to spend my birthday money x you? Xxx

 

I put my phone back on the side, only for it to vibrate again. I picked it back up and read the text

 

Good Good x  and I was wondering if maybe you would want to meet up… maybe?  Xx

 

I laughed, he texted exactly how he spoke earlier when he asked me if I wanted to go to the pub again.

 

I’d like that “) xxx

 

I text back. It wasn’t long, but it didn’t need to be. It still got the message across as effectively.  By the time Louis text me back, I could barely keep my eyes open. I read his text, which said,

 

Lovely. I hope you like carrots :) ill text you in the morning to tell you where we can meet xxx love Louis

 

I quickly replied and then placed my phone on the bedside table, just in time as a couple of seconds later I was asleep.

 

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I woke up later on to hear the doorbell ringing. I quickly got out of bed, and not bothering to look at the time, I went to go find out who was at the door.  I opened it just to find harry styles stood on my door step.

 

‘Omg did I wake you up?’ he asked, looking at my pj’s.

 

‘Yes.’ I said yawning. I opened the door more so he could walk in. I closed the door behind him and made my way into the kitchen. ‘I guess you’re looking for Jess.’ He nodded looking hopeful.

 

‘I think she’s still in bed! D you want a drink?’ I asked him putting the kettle on.

 

‘Oh Err.. Yes please.’ He said looking at what I was doing.

 

‘Coffee or tea?’

 

‘Coffee please’ he said. I noticed that he kept looking at the door.

 

‘Tea please. Milk and 1 sugar. The cups are there. I’ll go find her for you’ I smiled. Young love, oh how sweat.  I could see that he was waiting for her. He didn’t exactly come all the way here for a cup of coffee, did he! I walked into Jess’s room only to find her still asleep, on the floor. Omg what was she drinking last night? I shook my head and laughed. I bent down and gently shook her awake. It took a fair few shakes but she woke up, eventually. ‘What?’ she moaned wiping the sleep away from the eyes.

 

‘Harry’s in the kitchen.’ I announced and stood back to let her jump up.

 

‘Omg what does my hair look like. Should I get dressed. No. makeup or not. Omg Georgia do I look ok?’ she shouted pushing past me to look in the mirror. I started to laugh.

 

‘Don’t you laugh at me.’ she said pointing her finger at me.

 

‘Just get out there.’ I said trying to stifle my laughs. I heard a massive crash and went to go investigate.  I walked out of her room, just to be met with a massive pile of broken plates, bowls and mugs.

 

‘And what exactly have you done to my kitchen?’ I asked a very stunned harry.

 

‘It wasn’t me. Well it was but I was looking for the mugs and they all sort of just …fell out’ he said explaining it all, a sort of panicked look on his face.

 

‘It’s fine. I needed some new ones anyway.’ I laughed at his expense. ‘She’s on her way.’ I told harry as I went to go get the sweeping brush.

 

‘Oh before I forget, Louis told me to tell you to check your texts’ he said as he started to tidy up the mess he had just made. I dropped the brush, just to be rewarded by a laugh from harry and then ran to my room. I grabbed my phone and, just like harry had said, I had a new message from none other than Louis Tomlinson. I pressed open and started to read.

 

Morning gorgeous x how was your sleep. I’m guessing you will still be asleep when I send this but still “) can you meet me outside your flat at 4pm I’ll be waiting xxx

 

I quickly checked the time. Wow. 3pm already. God we had slept in. I quickly sent back a reply saying that I would meet him then and then walked back to find Jess and harry sat on the sofa.

 

‘Georgia. Happy birthday.’ She said getting up to hug me. After a long hug, we both pulled away and she handed me a large parcel.

 

‘Jess. I told you that you didn’t have to get me anything.’ I said, still taking the parcel of her.  I quickly opened it, just to be returned with a new bag.

 

‘Omg Jess it’s gorgeous,’ I said pulling it out of the box. It was the newest Paul’s boutique bag, it hadn’t even gone on sale yet.

 

‘How on earth did you get that?’ I asked still mesmerised by the new bag.

 

‘I have my ways!’ she said sneakily. I pulled her into a brief hug before announcing that I was going to go and have a shower.  I rushed around getting ready, for the next 40 minutes before finally settling down on my cream sofa. Jess and harry had gone out about 15 minutes ago. I don’t know where but they both looked pretty happy.  I saw a pile of presents and cards and decided to open them until it was time to go and meet Louis.  I finished just in time to meet Louis down stairs. I grabbed my new bag, my money my family had sent me and I went down the hall and to the stairs. I walked down the stairs and went through the overly large double doors. I could see Louis leaned up against  his small silver mini. I walked up and once I reached him, he looked up and smiled.

 

‘Hey. Happy birthday’ he said pulling me into a hug. I held on to him, taking a deep breath, taking in the smell of him. I pulled away and smiled.

 

‘Thank you.’ We both got into the car and he started to drive.

 

‘Where are we going?’I asked.

 

‘Shopping!’ he smiled, looking at me through the corner of his eye. I had to smile. Shopping was one of my favourite things in the world. Like seriously, if I could I would shop all day, every day.

 

‘Good! I need to buy some more mugs and plates after one of your band mates wrecked my kitchen this morning.’ I laughed.

 

‘Harry by any chance?’ he asked laughing along with me. We sat and talked for the next half hour until we reached the car park. We parked the car and walked into central London.  Luckily for us, it was mid April and it was very windy, so we both had very woolly hats on, stopping us from being recognised as much.  We walked straight to oxford street and straight to john Lewis, to find some plates. We walked straight pass the perfume section, and I made a mental note to visit there later. Louis told me a joke as we were walking to home wear, making me laugh in the process, rather loudly I might add, causing us both to get some very funny stares. I grabbed his hand and I pulled him along, trying to get there quicker. I might love shopping but I did want to spend some time with Louis.  I quickly grabbed some plates and mugs, paid for them and then went to go look back at the perfume section. I quickly found the one I wanted and was just about to pay for it before someone took it out of my hand.

 

‘What do you think you’re doing?’ I asked as sternly as I could.

 

‘Getting you a birthday present.’ He smiled paying for it.

 

‘Louis, you don’t have to. We haven’t even known each other for 24 hours.’ I pleaded, trying to pay for it myself.

 

‘I know I don’t have too, but I want to.’ He said pushing my money away and paying for it himself.

 

‘Thank you’ I said hugging him. We walked out of the shop and I quickly ran into marks and Spencer’s leaving Louis outside, telling him I had a surprise for him. I returned within 5 minutes with a bag full of carrots. 

 

‘Here you go.’ I said handing him the bag.

 

‘What’s this for.’ He asked staring at the carrots hungrily.

 

‘My little way of saying thank you.’ I said. He took my hand and pulled me along the crowded streets.

 

‘Were are we going?’ I asked again. He shook his head smiling, signalling that he wasn’t going to tell me.

 

‘You’ll have to wait and see.’ He smirked, a carrot sticking out of his mouth.  I laughed and held onto his hand tighter.  We walked down pass Tottenham court road tube station and we turned down Charing Cross road.  We slowed down a bit now as it wasn’t as busy. At 6pm on a Friday night you would have thought it would be busier but, luckily for us it wasn’t.  Louis pulled me into star bucks and he bought us both a drink and we sat down at an empty table.  I put my hands round my hot chocolate trying to warm my hands up.  Louis took a sip of his coffee, only to burn his mouth. I laughed at his facial expression and once he had swallowed the burning liquid, he stuck his tongue out at me. I returned the gesture and put my hands on the table. Louis put his hands over mine and looked into my eyes.

 

‘So where are you taking me?’ I asked not wanting a repeat of the last two times we had tried to kiss.  I didn’t even know if he liked me!

 

‘You’ll like it,’ he smiled. ‘It’s something you’ll recognise. I promise.’  He continued sneakily. We sat talking for the next half hour or so. Both of us had taken our hats off, so people started to recognise us. We signed a few autographs and took some pictures with our fans and answered some questions before we stepped back out on the windy street.  We walked along Charing Cross, nearing towards the end. Louis was walking by my side still talking. We ended up talking about the next night.

 

‘So is it just going to be me, you, Jess & harry, Aiden and his girlfriend and the boys with theirs?’ I asked, excited about the following night.

 

‘Yep and there’s also going to be a few friends. But that’s it really. Why?’ he asked, turning his head to look at me.

 

‘Oh no reason, I’m just looking forward to it’ I smiled looking back at him. We carried on walking and talking, careful not to walk into anyone. After a few more minutes of walking, Louis stopped and looked at ahead of us and then at me.

 

‘Were here!’ he whispered. I looked ahead of us, just to be met with a post box.

 

‘Got something to post?’ I giggled.

‘Other side of the road.’ He chuckled. I turned around to look at the other side of the road.

 

‘TGI Friday?’ I asked confused.

 

‘Keep going!’ he smiled, still looking at me. I turned around a little bit more, just to be met with a massive sign.

 

‘OMG!’ I all but screamed.

 

‘I thought you’d like it. I got harry to talk to Jess, ask her if you’d seen it before.’  He said, before I quickly pulled him into a hug.

 

‘Thank you’ I said. I tried not to show it but I was really confused. I mean, yes I loved what he had done for me all day, but why was he doing it? We hadn’t even known each other 24 hours. Was he just being friendly?  Did he want to be more than friends? I pushed the thoughts to the back of my mind, and I pulled Louis into the theatre, excited for what we were going to go and see.  We walked in through the double doors and I went and joined the queue for a program while Louis went and got the tickets. Once I had got the program, I went to find Louis. I found him talking to the woman in the ticket booth. I tapped him on the shoulder and he spun round, hitting me in the process. Luckily for me, his reflexes were good and he managed to catch me before I fell onto my bum.

 

‘Whoa, sorry there.’ He smiled, hands still on my waist.

 

‘It’s ok. Got the tickets?’ I asked, stabilizing myself, his hands still on me.

 

‘Yep’ he smiled looking into my eyes once again. Oh no not again…

 

‘Here you go Mr. Tomlinson.’ The ticket woman said pushing the tickets through the small hole.  Louis turned round, dropping his hands from my waist to pick up the tickets. He said thanks and then grabbed my hand, pulling me through the crowds. We made our way to the stalls, showing the man the tickets as we went.  We found our seats, which were ‘the best seats in the house’ as Louis had pointed out several times. We settled down, Louis putting the bags down on the floor, me reading the programme, and then suddenly…

 

‘Fancy a carrot?’

 

‘Huh?’ I said looking at Louis next to me. He was sat with a carrot in him mouth, holding another in his hand, the end pointing at me.

 

‘Maybe later’ I laughed. He shrugged, put the carrot and then turned to look back at me.

 

‘You have really nice eyes!’ he whispered gently, stroking my face.

 

‘Thank you!’ I giggled. Omg what was he doing to me. One day I had known him and he was making me act like a silly school girl. ‘You have really good hair.’ I continued. Suddenly the lights went down, signalling the start of the show. Then a voice came thundering through the theatre.

 

‘Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls. We welcome you to the evening show of… MAMMA MIA’ 

 

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The show was amazing. We sung along, both of us knowing all the words. Louis was right it was something I recognised as I sang one of the songs in the live shows.  We both had a really good time, singing and just being with each other.  We waited until the bulk of the crowds had gone then we picked up our stuff and made our way out of the theatre.  We started walking towards the car park, where we had parked earlier.

 

‘Can I have that carrot now?’ I asked, looking at the bag Louis was carrying.

 

‘Course’ he smiled, handing me one.  I started eating the carrot, while walking round London. No wonder I was getting funny looks. Oh well, if I had only learnt one thing on the x factor it was to not care what other people thought of me. We carried on walking in silence, me carrying my bag of plates, Louis carrying the bag of carrots and programme.

 

‘Sooo…’ I said breaking the silence.

 

‘So what?’ Louis asked confused.

 

‘Sorry it’s just something I do to break the tension.’ I laughed looking like a fool with a carrot. 

 

‘Oh ok,’ Louis smiled. ‘Wanna play a game?’

 

‘What game?’

 

‘Would You Rather?’ he replied, the tiniest of smiles placed on his face.

 

‘Omg I love that game. Me and Jess used to play that.’ I smiled, remembering the old days.  ‘I’d love to play. You can start’ I said grabbing his hand with my own and squeezing it.

 

‘Ok. Would you rather… eat a bee or eat a living person’s toe.’ He said laughing at his own creativity.

 

‘It would have to be the persons toe. I’m allergic to bees so if I did that I would probably die.’ I said. ‘Your turn, would you rather lick peanut butter off a sweaty guys arm pit or wee yourself every time you laughed?’

 

‘Hard one. As you know I laugh all the time, but I also hate peanut butter. Erm… It would have to be the sweaty guys arm pit, as long as there was a bucket, glass of water and a lot of gum afterwards…Right, you again. Would you rather be in a cage full of lions for a day or eat a spider.’

 

‘Cage full of lions.’ I said instantly. ‘I’m absolutely terrified of spiders. If I see one that’s bigger than my little finger nail then I can have a panic attack.’ I said shuddering at the last time.  ‘Right you… swim in human blood for an hour or hang upside down for 8 hours?’

 

‘Hang upside down for 8 hours, now that would be cool.’ He said, jumping a little as he said it. I laughed at him, acting like a little kid, wondering what actually went through his brain at times. We stopped to cross the road, now nearly at the car park.  I shivered, the cold was starting to get to me. ‘you cold?’ Louis asked.

 

‘a little.’ I smiled trying to warm up by rubbing my hands together.

 

‘here, take this.’ Louis said, taking his hoody of and handing me it.

 

‘I can’t take that. You’ll be cold then’ I said refusing to take it.

 

‘tough. I’d rather be cold than you be cold. I’m being a gentleman any way and that doesn’t happen much, so I’d take it if I were you. It warm’ he added when he was how sceptical I looked.

 

‘are you sure?’ I asked, not wanting to steal his hoody.

 

‘yep, now take it before I change my mind.’ He laughed. I put it on and we carried on playing till we reached the car. When we got into the car we stopped playing and just randomly asked questions about each other.

 

Once we got bored of that we, just talked about random things. It didn’t take us long for to get back to my apartment. We got out of the car and we both walked to my door.

 

‘thanks for such an amazing night Georgia.’ Louis whispered, taking my face in his hand…again. This time it was going to happen. I wouldn’t let anyone interrupt this time, not after 4 failed attempts. I could see his face lean closer to mine, instinctively I did the same. I waited for the moment our lips met, the feeling of pure bliss quickly flooded through me, fireworks shooting off in my head. There was one problem though, it was over as quickly as it started.  It wasn’t a long kiss, but it was something. It was a start.  I opened my eyes, unsure that I had closed them.

 

‘I thought you didn’t like me?’ I blurted out, totally forgetting where we were and what had just happened.

 

‘how could I not like you Georgia. You’re amazing, you’re gorgeous, and you haven’t changed to make me like you.  You’re perfect’ he said leaning into kiss me again. This time it was different. It wasn’t a peck ,but long and loving. Our moths moved in time.  

 

‘And you like carrots’ he added in a whisper once we pulled away.

 

‘Do you want to come inside?’ I asked, looking at my feet.  I felt a hand pull my chin up, making me look at him.

 

‘What’s wrong?’ he asked, genially interested.

 

‘I’m scared.’ I whispered, still looking deep into his eyes.

 

‘What about?’ I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes. I was being stupid. Why was I crying?

 

‘Nothing it doesn’t matter!’ I shook my head, making him let go of me. I tried to walk away, but he grabbed my hand pulling me back.

 

‘Tell me.’ he pleaded.

 

‘It’s stupid!’ I shook my head, willing the tears to go away.

 

‘Please’ I could hear the plead in his voice.

 

‘I’m scared of falling and no one will be there to catch me.’ I whispered looking at the ground again, embarrassed.

 

‘I’ll catch you. Don’t worry.’ He said pulling me into a hug.  We stood outside my door for a few moments, still hugging, before Louis suddenly spoke:

Yep’ I looked at him confused. What the hell was he on about? ‘You asked me if I wanted to come inside.’ He added noting the confused look on my face.

 

‘Oh ok.’ I pulled out of his embrace and reached for the keys. I opened the door wondering if Jess had got back. I saw that her coat and shoes were near the door along with someone else’s.

 

‘I see harry is still here’ Louis noted looking at the coat and shoes, that must belong to him.

 

I hung my bag up and took of my uggs. I made sure Louis was in and then I closed the door. I put the bag of mugs and plates on to the kitchen table, and asked Louis if he wanted a drink.

 

‘Erm… Can I have a coffee, I’m a little cold!’ he said rubbing his arms.

 

‘I told you that you should have kept your jumper.  ‘I said shaking my head at him. I took off his hoody and threw it to him. I got out two new mugs and put coffee in one and hot chocolate in the other. I boiled the kettle and went to sit down next to Louis.

 

‘Nice place’ he said looking around the living room.

 

‘It’s alright. It gets me by but it’s not what I dream off’ I said shrugging; getting up as I heard the kettle had boiled. I poured the two drinks and carried them back to the sofa.

 

’what do you dream about then?’ Louis asked as he took a sip of his drink.

 

‘A house, in the country side, with 2 walls that are full on glass, then the other two dark wood. It’d be full open plan, hardly any walls, and really really modern. ‘I said, picturing it all in my head.

 

‘Sounds nice’ he said still looking at me.

 

‘I know. Pity it will never happen.’ I took a sip of my drink, but, typical me, It went down the wrong way. I started to cough, trying to get the tickle out of my throat. I felt a hand pat me on the back, a faint chuckle coming from his mouth. As soon as I finished coughing, I hit him.

 

‘That was for laughing at me.’ I said laughing at him.

 

‘Thanks’ he said sarcastically yet still chuckling. I started laughing along, until his hands suddenly came towards me. He rested them on my sides for a couple of seconds, before tickling me. Did I mention I’m a very ticklish person! I shrieked, still laughing, while trying to get his hands off me.

 

‘Louis, stop please.’ I shouted. It was no use. His hands, still tickling my sides, were not going to stop. I fell on to the floor with laughing. Unfortunately for me, Louis came down with me, so the tickling didn’t stop. I managed to get up. I started to run round the living room, trying to get away from him. I ran behind the sofa and towards the TV. I looked behind me to see if Louis was chasing me, he was, so I winked, then turned and ran. Straight into the wall. Typical…

 

 

Louis p.o.v

She started running around the sofa. I got up and chased her, determined to catch her. She turned round and gave me a wink, I could see that she was about to turn round. The only problem about turning round while you run is that you don’t know where you are running. I could see that if she didn’t stop now, she would run straight in to the wall. I opened my mouth to shout and tell her to stop, but it was too late. She ran head 1^st into the wall. SHIT.  I ran towards her, trying to catch her, but I wasn’t quick enough. I did a quick survey of her, seeing if she was conscious, breathing that sort of thing. She was unconscious, that bit was easy to tell and she was breathing again easy. She had a nasty cu to on her head and it looked as though she had broken her arm, from the way it looked. I didn’t want to put her in the recovery position as she might have hurt her back and also because of her arm. I pulled my phone out of my pocket, about to ring for an ambulance, but it suddenly dawned on me. I couldn’t remember the address. I didn’t want to leave her but it was my only option. I checked to make sure she was still breathing, before I ran to Jess room. I knocked on the door, not sure what I might find. No one answered so I slowly opened the door only to find them both asleep on the bed, harry on top of the covers. I walked carefully over to Jess’s bed, and poked her arm, several times. She woke up and looked a little startled when she saw me. She shook harry awake, while I told her what had happened. I handed her my phone, while I went back to check on Georgia. She was still unconscious, but again still breathing.  Jess and harry came out of Jess room, coming over to where I was sat with Georgia, willing her to wake up. 

 

‘What happened?’ harry said holding Jess hand.

 

‘I was chasing her, and she turned round to look at me and then she ran straight into the wall.’ I said all this while looking at Georgia. She hadn’t moved. This was all my fault if I hadn’t started tickling her then this would never have happened. Jess came and sat down beside me, while harry put his hand on my shoulder, doing his best to comfort me.  We waited in silence until harry said that someone better go and wait outside to tell the ambulance where to go. He got his coat and shoes and made his way outside to see if he could see it.  I sat down next to Jess; I noticed that she had tears in her eyes.

 

‘How long have you known her?’ I asked sparking up conversation.

 

‘Since we were 9, so 9 years.’ She said, her eyes not moving from Georgia’s still body. ‘We couldn’t stand each other though when we first met.’ She added.

 

‘Why?’ I asked.

 

‘Dunno. Probably something stupid though.’ She laughed, eyes finally looking up.  At this point harry came running back in, curls flying everywhere, an ambulance man running behind him. Me and Jess both moved out of the way, letting him do his work. After 5 minutes of preparing her, him and his crew member wheeled her out of her apartment. There was only room for one in the ambulance, so Jess and harry decided to follow in his car.

 

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5 hours later, we were finally leaving. Georgia had woken up in the ambulance confused and in pain. Fortunately she didn’t have any memory loss, only a nice cut on her head and a broken arm.  We all travelled back in Harry’s mini. Yes, we both had the car. What can we say we like Minis. Since it was late, Georgia and Jess had asked us to stay at theirs so we didn’t have to drive back at half past 5 in the morning. As soon as we got in, Georgia showed me the bathroom, as I needed the toilet, while she took a painkiller and harry and Jess went back to bed.  Once I had finished I went and asked Georgia where she wanted me to sleep.

 

‘Oh erm… I didn’t think of that. I- erm… where do you want to sleep’ she asked turning the question back to me.

 

‘I don’t know. It’s your house.’ I laughed.

 

‘Well we could- Err- do what Jess and harry are doing. If you want’ she added. Finally she asked.

 

‘Ok’ I said a little bit too quickly causing us both to laugh.

 

‘You’ll have to be careful of my arm though’ I smiled at her, following her into her bedroom. She took herself off into her bathroom to get ready, returning, 2 minutes later, toothbrush now in mouth.

 

‘I can’t undo my jeans.’ She said, toothbrush in mouth.

 

‘Oh ok. Come here then.’ I said not meeting her eyes. I undid her jeans effortlessly, letting her return several minutes later, now in her PJ’S. While she had been in the bathroom, I had decided to sleep in my joggers that I had been wearing all day, but I had taken my top off, figuring that I would be too warm in the night.  I quickly text Zayn, Niall and Liam telling them were me and harry were staying over, while waiting for Georgia to return. When she finally showed herself, she was wearing a long pair of cow print trousers and a black top which said ‘come to the black side, we have cookies.’ I laughed at her top, unaware that she hadn’t taken her eyes off me since she got back into the room.

 

‘Wow’ she whispered, forcing me back to reality.

 

‘Huh?’ I asked confused. I looked at her, instantly recognising what she was staring at. I walked up to her, forcing her out of her trance. ‘You do realise that you said that out loud don’t you.’ I added in a soft whisper, pushing her long dark brown hair out of her eyes.

 

‘Shit’ she said, looking into my eyes. I leant down to kiss her, letting my lips linger there for several moments. I pulled away in time to catch her yawning.

 

‘Come on lets go to bed.’ I said pulling her towards the direction of her double bed.  We got in and cuddled up together.

 

‘Jess and harry are going out’ I said randomly.

 

‘How do you know?’ she asked propping herself up, on her good arm, to look at me.

 

‘I figured it out while we were at the hospital. It wasn’t hard. They couldn’t stop looking at each other.’ I looked at her from the corner of my eye. God she was beautiful.  My thoughts went back to earlier, just after we had kissed. ‘I’m scared of falling and that no one will be there to catch me.’

 

‘Has it happened before? You know, falling and no one being there to catch you?’ I asked. I could see the pain flash through her eyes. Lingering for a while.

 

‘I thought I was in love with this boy. Turns out he was a complete and utter dick.’ I could see the tears well up in her eyes.

 

‘If you don’t mind me asking, what happened?’ I asked again, this time not sure if I wanted an answer. 

 

‘I had liked him since year 7, him never knowing.  And then one night when I was in my last year, I logged onto facebook and saw that he had written something about me on his status. It was about something that I had been bullied about the whole of my life and the next thing I knew I had tears running down my face.  Jess was staying over that night so I tried putting on a brave face, but halfway through the night when we were talking, I just… broke down. It took Jess ages to find out what was wrong with me and eventually I told her. And we plotted revenge.  It wasn’t until a few weeks later that I realised I couldn’t have been in love, as I got over him too quickly. But it really got me, you know. I’ve been scared to fall for someone since.’ The tears were now cascading down her face. I wiped them away with my thumb, bending my head to kiss her forehead. 

 

‘A few months later, just after Christmas, we were having another argument…’

 

Another?’ I interrupted.

 

‘Oh yeah, the first one was about 1 month after, Jess said something a little too loud and he heard. He came over and I told him he was a dick. He asked me if it was about the status, and I told him it was. Things just escalated from there. I was soo close to hitting him that I had to walk away. The 2^nd argument I did and I was suspended for 3 days. I broke his nose though so it was all good.’ I laughed at the last bit. By the sounds of it, this guy got what he deserved.

 

‘I got suspended once for showing my bum to the school.’ I said, sharing my thoughts to her. We talked for another half hour, until Georgia asked me a question that I had been wondering myself.

 

‘Where does this leave us? You know, friends? Something more?’ I closed my eyes to think. Something more I longed to say but I didn’t know how she felt. Say it, a voice in my head begged me to say.

 

‘Well… I’d like to think something more, but that’s up to you!’ I whispered, voicing my thoughts.

 

‘I’d like to be something more as well.’ She added in the same tone.  ‘Though I think we should keep it to ourselves for a bit.’ My face which was a smile, turned into a very confused look. ‘Not that I don’t want people to know, I just want it to be between us for a while, not the whole world.’ She added once she saw my face.  I understood where she was coming from.

 

‘Ok, but can we at least tell the band? I can’t really lie to them.’ I said looking at my girlfriend. Oh how nice that felt to think.  We carried on talking for about 2o minutes before we finally called it a night and went to sleep.

 

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Georgia’s P.O.V

 

I woke up with a throbbing head ache. The press were going to have a field day. I could see the headlines now.

 

X FACTOR WINNER- SEVERAL STICHES SHORT OF A BROKEN ARM.

 

Not good. I could feel something warm next to me. I suddenly remembered what had happened after we got back from the hospital.  I was Louis Tomlinson girlfriend. Oh how I had dreamed of this day. Ii got up, careful not to wake Louis. I walked into the living room just to find harry and Jess sat on the sofa watching TV. As soon as Jess noticed me she ran up to me, catching me in a bone crushing hug.

 

‘Oww, Jess broken arm here’ I said pulling away.

 

‘Oops sorry. How you feeling?’  She asked letting go of me.

 

‘Well apart from the awful headache and the shooting pain down my arm, I’m fine really.’ I said walking to put the kettle on.

 

‘Well that’s what you get for running into a wall.’ Harry said still looking at Jess.

 

‘True. So what’s been happening this morning?’

 

‘Oh not much. You’re in the paper again.’ Jess added as she went back to sit down next to harry.

 

‘Why now?’ the papers were always hassling me, making up stuff and twisting words. I suppose it all came with the job though.

 

‘There saying that you and Louis are going out’ she said not looking at me. WHAT? How did they get that so quick. I only found that bit of information out last night. I reached for the paper in front of me, flicking through the pages until I found the one that I wanted. There, in the middle of the page, was a picture of me and Louis holding hands, walking down the middle of London. 

 

SHIT… so much for keeping it quiet. My thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a pair of hands wrapping themselves around my waist.

 

‘Morning gorgeous.’ He whispered in my ear. I showed him the paper, his hands suddenly disappearing.

 

‘Ahhhh so much for keeping it quiet.’ He said shocked. He was clearly thing the same thing as me. How did they know?

 

‘There making it up.’ He said reading my thoughts exactly. ‘Well there not cause we are, but they don’t know that. They just needed a good story!’ 

 

‘I don’t care anymore. I want the world to know your mine’ I laughed. I checked the time: 4 o’clock. God we had slept in again. I asked Louis what time we were going to meet the rest of the ‘gang.’

 

‘half 6’ I started cooking ‘breakfast’ which was actually a really late lunch, with one hand, refusing help from anyone who asked. I was determined to do this by myself. After a good 45 minutes of cooking, food was on the table and we were all tucking into lasagne. Once we had finished we went our separate ways to get ready, Louis and harry going home to get ready. We told them we were going to meet them at half six outside the Pub we were at a couple of nights ago. Once they had gone, it was time for 1000 questions. Long story short, we had taken 2/5 of one direction away from the female population. We decided to go get ready, as I knew it would take me a lot longer to get ready with a broken arm. After an hour we were ready to go. We jumped into the car and set off. Ready to go and meet our boyfriend’s band mate’s, their girlfriends and friends.

 

We pulled up outside the pub, parking the car just outside.  I locked up and put my keys in my bag, making sure not to lose them.  We both walked into the pub just to find the boys sat in the same place we were 2 nights ago.  We walked up to them, I started to look round the table, so far there was 13 people sat round talking. Louis looked up and saw us walking over. He introduced us to everyone. God there was a lot. 

 

‘This is Amy, Liam’s girlfriend since the live shows,’ a young girl with long brown hair waved to me excitedly. Beside her was Liam, his arm wrapped around her shoulders. I gave Liam a quick smile, before I went back to listening to Louis. ‘This is Liam’s best friend Gemma’ he said pointing to a girl sat on the other side of Liam, ‘And this is niall’s girlfriend, Niamh, she’s also Irish.’ A girl with bright blonde hair waved at me just as Amy had done. Louis went round the rest of the group introducing me to everyone. There was zayn’s girlfriend, heather, who was sat next to his best friend Laureen.  Next were niall’s 2 best friends, Jennifer and Rosie, who were sat talking to harry and Jennie, who was Harry’s best friend. Wow, what a lot of people.  AND Aiden and his girlfriend weren’t even here yet.  I sat down where Louis was sitting, stealing his seat in the process.  I was sat next to niall, Louis, who had just returned with a Chair, was next to Zayn. 

 

‘What did you do to your arm?’ niall asked looking confused. ‘It wasn’t like that last time we saw you. I explained to him about the whole running into a wall bit.  The table laughed at my misfortune, as I got up to get me and Jess a drink. I came back a few moments later, one drink in hand the other still on the bar.

 

‘Forgot I could only use one hand’ I laughed handing Jess the drink, before going back to get my bear.  I returned to find another 2 people stood at the table. O.M.G I nearly dropped my drink. There stood Aiden and his girlfriend. I walked round the back of them and placed my drink on the table.

 

‘Oh, Aiden this is my girlfriend Georgia’ he smiled at me sending shivers down my back.

 

‘Hi Georgia.’ He said hugging me. We stood talking for a while. His new album had just come out and was doing really well.  He introduced me to his girlfriend, Jessica. We talked for a while about Louis and how we got together. I told her how he kind of asked me out after he caused me to run into a wall.

 

‘Louis!’ She shouted pretending to be shocked.

 

‘Hey it wasn’t my fault. Well maybe it was but still. I didn’t build the wall there and I didn’t run into it.’ He joked putting his arm round me.

 

‘Anyhow… how long have you two known each other?’ I asked.

 

‘We were at nursery together.’ Replied Jessica. ‘We went to the same primary and high school as well. Our mums were at the hospital together and ever since then we’ve always been there for each other.’ I smiled.  My mum used to have someone like that, but they haven’t spoke in 10 years since we moved from York. ‘You and Jess seem close. How long have you known each other?’ she asked.

 

‘9 years. Ever since I moved school, don’t know why though. I hate her really’ I joked. I and Jess always told each other we hated each other; it was just our little joke. The three of us laughed, before I went and sat down.  As I did I noticed everyone had switched places. Oh god, how was I going to remember everyone’s name? I took a sip of my bear, trying to remember. Luckily for me, I was good with names, just not faces.  I looked to my left to find Niall’s girlfriend sat there.

 

‘Its niamh isn’t it?’ I asked trying not to sound stupid.

 

‘Yeah.’ She smiled. ‘How are you?’ she asked trying to spark up conversation.

 

‘Well I’ve been better, but we can’t have it all.’ I said holding up my right arm. ‘You?’

 

‘Yeah I’m good. It’s nice to spend time with niall. I don’t normally get to see him much, you know with the tour that’s just finished and all the recording time and stuff.’ She said looking a little sad when she said she didn’t see him much.

 

‘How long have you known him?’ I asked trying to sound polite and not nosey.

 

‘When I moved to his school in year 9. We were best friends along with Rosie and Jennifer. Obviously there were other in the group, like Jennifer’s boyfriend, but we were the closest ones. It wasn’t until just after the lives shows that he told me he liked me. We’ve been together ever since. When he was over, we used to watch you on the x factor. We voted every week.’ She said embarrassed.

 

‘Thank you.’ I said giving her a hug. It was people like this that I sung for.  We carried on talking for a while, before I got up to go the toilet. I quickly rang my mum to let her know about the arm as I hadn’t had chance before.

 

‘Hey mum’ I said

 

‘Hey sweetheart. How are you?’ she asked. I could imagine her sat on the sofa, my brother on the wii and my step dad reading.

 

‘Ahhhh, that’s what I wanted to talk to you about.’ I said biting my lip.

 

‘Go on…’ she said sounding anxious. 

 

‘I’ve broken my arm.’ I said bracing myself for the response. I could hear her take a deep breath before asking me how. ‘I ran into a wall.’ I said innocently.

 

‘How did you run into a wall?’ she asked astounded.

 

‘I was being chased by my boyfri…’ SHIT. She didn’t know about that!

 

‘Boyfriend? Who? Tell me now!’ her voice changing from bewilderment to demanding.

 

‘Calm down mum. You don’t know him. You’ve heard of him but never met him.’ I smiled.

 

‘You’re not telling me who though.’ I rolled my eyes at my mum’s impatience.

 

‘And for a good reason. You’re shouting your head off now and you don’t know who he is. Imagine what you’d be like if you did!’ I smiled. I did love winding my mum up.

 

‘Because you’re not telling me.’ she said. I could hear plead in her voice.

 

‘Look on the internet. It was in the papers this morning. Only of course they didn’t know. They were only guessing, which just so happened to be correct. But still they don’t know anything. ‘I was rambling. 

 

‘NOOO.’ I heard shouting down the phone. I guess the she’s found it.  I got her to calm down… eventually. It took a while but we got there.

 

‘Mum. You can’t tell anyone. Ok? We want to tell the world when were ready!’ I informed her. We talked for a few extra minutes before I told her I had to go.

 

‘Have fun with Louis.’ She laughed down the phone. I laughed along before putting the phone down. I went back outside and sat down next to Zayn and Heather.

 

‘Vas happenin Georgia?’  I laughed. I loved that song when it first came out on the x factor website.

 

‘Hi Zayn, Heather isn’t it?’ I asked his girlfriend.  The girl in front of me nodded.

 

‘She’s a little star struck’ Zayn explained wrapping his arm around his girl. I laughed. I knew the feeling.

 

‘I know the feeling. You should have seen me on the live shows. The amount of famous people I met was unbelievable. ‘I laughed, knowing exactly where she was coming from. It did still feel wired knowing that people felt that way about me though. After a while she calmed down and started talking to me normally. And I have to admit, I found out some interesting stuff. She lived in London with her best friend.  She had met Zayn when he walked into her in star bucks, spilling his coffee over her in the process.  The rest for them is history. Laureen, Zayn’s best friend joined us after a while.

 

‘Hey’ she smiled pulling up a chair next to Zayn. Zayn and Laureen had been friends since high school. Like Niall and Niamh, they had been friends since Zayn had moved to Laureen’s school in year 10. I sat and talked with the three of them before Liam called me over.

 

‘Georgia. Over here a minute’ he shouted beckoning me over to where there were a large group of people. There was Gemma and Amy, Liam’s best friend and girlfriend, obviously Liam and also Jennie, Harry’s best friend. 

 

‘Hey!’ I smiled looking round the small group.

 

‘We want to ask you something as you WILL know!’ he said looking straight at me.

 

‘Ok! Go on!’ I said smiling.

 

‘Are Jess and harry going out? They won’t tell us but you have to know.’ I laughed at their faces.

 

‘I do know, but you’ll have to ask them’ I smiled. I carried on talking to them all for a while, finding out about some of their backgrounds. Gemma knew Liam through family and eventually after a few times became good friends. Jennie had known harry since she moved to her street when she was 5, her and harry were neighbours and Amy was a fan who just got lucky. 

 

‘I was at the studios in week 4 and they came out and I got my picture with them all and then when it came to Liam, he slipped me his number. It took a while for him to ask me. It was down to Zayn really, going back and forth between the two of us to get one of us to ask the other.’ She smiled hugging her boyfriend. We joined the group and we were all talking together, basically just having a good time.  We were all talking about our past lives, the boys and Aiden’s new albums and life in general.

 

‘Yeah but that thing about carrots was strange!’ Jessica commented on her best friend.

 

‘I bought him a bag yesterday. He was walking round London eating them’ I laughed.

 

‘Omg then there was that thing about vas happenin and the song that Savan wrote for us’ harry laughed adding to the memories.

 

‘I’m glad he stayed for my year. He was really good. Especially all the wigs.’ I smiled at the memories.

 

‘Oh and the ballad of maiden. Let’s not forget about that’ Aiden smiled remembering his and Matt’s song.

 

‘Oh I loved that song. I downloaded it on my iPod’ Rosie giggled.

 

‘Yeah it was all we listened to for ages wasn’t it!’ Jennifer added.

 

‘I loved the randomness of the video diaries’ Jennie added, voicing her opinions ‘oh and the quick fires when harry always won’ she added causing us all to laugh.

 

‘What about you Georgia? What was your favourite part of x factor?’ I thought for a while.

 

‘I really don’t know. Probably meeting the most wonderful people. Not just the contestants and the guest stars but the fans as well. If it wasn’t for them I wouldn’t be here now’ I laughed remembering the 3 months.

 

‘They can’t have been that wonderful. I wasn’t one of them!’ Louis said trying to look as serious as possible.

 

‘Why didn’t you guys perform? You know as the winners and all?’

 

‘I don’t know?’ niall said looking at his band mates for help. They all shook their heads. None of them able to give an answer, except Liam.

 

‘Our 1^st single wasn’t out then. We needed something to perform.’ He laughed.

 

‘That might help’ harry joked.

 

We carried on talking for the next couple of hours, people getting up to get drinks or go to the toilet. It was nice to just let my hair down for once. With all the promoting and recording and stuff like that, you really didn’t get much time for yourself. We were all still talking when the doors of the pub suddenly opened. What was next, I wasn’t expecting…

 

 

‘Who invited her?’ harry sighed. I didn’t recognise her at first. With her been out of the limelight for so long, I hadn’t seen what she looked like for ages.

 

‘More to the point, who invited her? She’s by herself so she must be here for us.’ Liam said looking at the girl who had just walked in. Cher Lloyd stood in the door way, her long brown hair straight for once.

 

‘I’ll go see what she wants!’ Louis said getting up. I watched him walk up to her and hug her gently. I saw the look of boredom on his face, it took a lot but I managed to stifle a laugh. Don’t get me wrong. I thought Cher was a really good singer in her audition, but over the weeks her attitude came out more, causing me to dislike her more and more. I watched them both walk out of the pub and stand outside.

 

‘Glad I’m not him!’ everyone laughed at what Zayn had just said. Me and Jess looked at him confused.

 

‘When you’ve been friends with this lot for a while you get to know all the inside Goss’ Gemma explained.

 

‘Let’s just say the boys and Cher didn’t get on much in the house.’ Heather explained her boyfriends comment.  I suddenly felt sorry for Louis being stuck out there with her alone. I decided that, I should go rescue him. I got up and told the group where I was going. I walked through the doors, into the cold hitting air. I could hear voices, they were muffled but they were defiantly Louis and Cher’s. I carried on walking, the voices getting more and more clearer.

 

‘So let me get this straight. You want me to dump Georgia to go out with you?’ Louis asked, looking straight at Cher.  I neared the corner where they were just in time to see Cher nod. They were stood close together, Louis with his back towards me.  I could tell something bad was going to happen, but what I wasn’t sure. Louis didn’t talk again. He just leaned forward. His lips getting nearer and nearer to hers… I couldn’t watch anymore. I turned and ran. Tears falling down my face.

 

I ran to the other side of the pub, making sure no one saw me in the process. I let the tears flow freely. How could he? I asked myself. We hadn’t even been going out 24 hours and he had the nerve to cheat on me. I wiped away the tears with my good arm, before getting my phone out and calling a taxi.

 

‘Where’s Louis?’ harry asked me as I neared the table.

 

‘I don’t know. I never found him. I got to the door and my arm suddenly began to hurt’ I lied. ‘I think I’m going to go home, you know get some rest’ I continued as best as I could.

 

‘Are you sure?’ Jessica asked getting up from Aiden.

 

‘Yeah. I’m tired anyway’ I smiled. That wasn’t a lie. I was genuinely tired.  I hugged the rest of the group, before getting to Jess.

 

‘Want me to come with you?’ she asked hugging me tight.

 

‘It’s fine. Stay here and have fun. Don’t let me ruin your night’ I said pulling away. She studied my eyes before coming to a conclusion.

 

‘I’ll call us a taxi.’ She said to me.

 

‘Already done’ I told her before she turned round and said her goodbyes. After a few minutes we went and got into the cab that I had called earlier.

 

‘What really happened?’ she knew me too well. I shook my head and told her not here. She accepted that and carried on looking out of the window.  I could tell by the look on her face that she knew what was coming. She just didn’t want to believe it.

 

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Louis P.O.V

 

‘I’ll go see what she wants’ I sighed getting up.  I walked over to her and forced a smile before hugging her. Don’t get me wrong. She was probably a lovely girl, just not to me or the boys. Her care for winning was too strong.  We were really good friends in the beginning but we all just sort of drifted apart in the end. We walked outside where we could talk freely.

 

‘I hear you’re going out with Georgia Heppell.’ She said spitting her name like venom.

 

‘Yeah I am. What’s that got to do with anything?’  I asked her confused.

 

‘I think you should break up with her and go out with me. ‘She smiled getting nearer to me.  Wait break up with Georgia? Well that wasn’t going to happen.

 

‘So let me get this straight. You want me to dump Georgia to go out with you?’ she nodded. I moved my head closer and closer to hers. My lips getting closer to hers. I watched as she started to lean forward as well, eyes closed and everything. I quickly moved my head to the side; my lips now level with her ear.

 

‘Never going to happen’ I whispered, confusion running across her face. I laughed and walked away, leaving her alone outside the pub. I walked round the corner to see a black taxi drive away. I put it to the back of my mind, and pushed the doors open.

 

I walked across to our table, just to find Jess and Georgia gone.

 

‘Where are they?’ I asked sitting down.

 

‘Georgia wasn’t feeling well, so they both went home.’ Rose explained.

 

‘What do you mean not feeling well?’ I asked again disappointed that Georgia hadn’t said goodbye to me.

 

‘She was complaining her arm hurt.’ Gemma said talking a sip of her drink.

 

‘She went outside to relieve you of Cher and then she came back saying she couldn’t find you and that her arm hurt and that she was tired.’  Niamh replied, looking at Niall lovingly. I stopped asking the questions and carried on with the conversation from before.

 

‘So harry? You and Jess anything you want to tell us?’ Jennie asked her best friend.

 

‘What about me and Jess?’ he questioned cheekily.

 

‘OMG do we have to spell it out to you? Are you going out or not?’ Liam shouted to his best mate.

 

‘Maybe, maybe not’ the look on his face was a picture. He was trying not to give too much away by being serious but he couldn’t stop laughing. He gave me a quick warning look as if to say ‘don’t say anything.’ I nodded my head in reply; luckily none noticed our little exchange as they were all too busy trying to figure it out or not.

 

‘They have to be. Have you seen the smug look on his face?’ Zayn said, a little too excitedly, and poked Laureen in the eye.

 

‘OWW Zayn. Careful where you point.’ Everyone laughed, except Laureen who was now holding her watery eye.

 

‘What did Cher want anyway?’ Aiden asked from across the table.

 

‘Yeah you weren’t gone that long, cant of been that important!’ Niall stated.

 

‘She was trying to persuade me…’ suddenly it dawned on me. Georgia wasn’t ill. She saw me and Cher together and got the wrong end of the stick.

 

‘Trying to persuade what?’ heather asked confused.

‘I’ve got to go’ I said slowly.

 

‘Why? What happened?’ Jessica asked me as I got up to leave.

 

‘I think my girlfriend just broke up with me without me knowing’ I ran out of the pub leaving 14 people with the same look on their face.   I might not know the address but I did know roughly where it was, so instead of calling a taxi, I ran. All those years of football really had paid off.  It took me around 10 minutes running, until I reached her door. My thoughts turned to what she had seen and heard. If I was correct, then she really wouldn’t want to see me.

 

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Georgia’s P.O.V

 

‘HE DID WHAT?’ we were sat in my living room, both of us with a hot chocolate and I had just finished telling Jess what I had seen. I nodded in response on the verge of tears again. I wiped them away letting Jess finish.

 

‘How could he do that to you? I mean, from the way he was with you last night when you were unconscious to this. I might not have known him for long but I didn’t expect this.’ She said a little quieter now.  We carried on talking for 5 minutes until I excused myself and went to bed. I walked into my room yawning, and holding my bad arm with my good arm. It didn’t hurt until I mentioned it back in the pub. I got undressed carefully, before putting on my mad cow pj’s. I was just about to get into bed when I heard the doorbell ring.

 

‘I’ll get it’ I heard Jess shout as she walked back into the hall. ‘What do you want?’ ahhhh didn’t take much to guess who it was.

 

‘I’m- pant- here to – pant- see my- pant- girlfriend.’ I heard a deep voice say. Well that didn’t take much guessing did it?

 

‘I’m not here’ I shouted through my door. I felt like a little kid again. I opened my door slightly so I could hear and see what was going on.

 

‘She’s not here.’ Jess said voicing again what I just said.

 

‘But I just heard her’ Louis panted again.

 

‘Can’t have. It’s just me and the fish.  And the last time I checked Fillmore couldn’t talk.’ Jess said looking over to where my goldfish stood.

 

‘Fillmore?’ Louis asked now also looking at the fish.

 

‘Don’t ask me, I didn’t name the fish’ Jess interjected.  I laughed at this point, a little too loud. I put my hand over my mouth and carried of listening.

 

‘Please just let me talk to her.’ Louis pleaded.

 

‘Fillmore’s a boy and as I said before…’

 

‘Not the bloody fish, Georgia. Please can I speak to my girlfriend?’ Louis shook his head. I must admit I did have to stifle a laugh then. But this was Jess, who was also blonde. You couldn’t expect much sense out of her.

 

‘After what you just did to her, I don’t think she will want to see you.’ Jess responded with a harsh look on her face. ‘And the fish is gold not bloody and red.’ She said before slamming the door in his face.  I laughed again before opening the door fully and going out to meet Jess.

 

‘Thank you soo much’ I said hugging my best friend.

 

‘What are best friends for hey?’ she smiled clearly pleased with herself.  I walked back into my room and got under my covers. I put my head on my pillow, ready to try and get some sleep. I was just about asleep, when I heard a loud bang and a small ‘oww’. I sat up instantly and looked around my room, only to find everything as it should be. I put my head back on my pillow, putting the bang to the back of my head, when all of a sudden my window opened, and a boy with brown hair climbed through backwards.

 

‘What the bloody hell do you think you think you are doing’ I half shouted, half whispered causing him to drop the window on his hand…

 

Louis’s P.O.V

Ahhhh well that didn’t exactly go to plan.

 

‘Nothing happened. I swear, I don’t know what you saw but you have to believe me, please’ I pleaded rubbing my hand. I looked straight into Georgia’s eyes, knowing she didn’t believe me.

 

‘I know what I saw’ she whispered softly. Pain flashed through her brown eyes, tears starting to roll down her face.  Guilt flowed through me. What she saw might not have happened but I had still caused all that pain.

 

‘Why did you tell Jess to tell me that you weren’t in?’ I asked still staring at her flawless skin. My body ached to lean forward and for her to allow me to wipe her tears away, for me to grab her and kiss her.

 

‘I didn’t want to speak to you’ she said simply, still standing in the middle of her room, staring. ‘And I still don’t.’ she continued, moving out of the way of the door. Hurt flashed through me. Did she not trust me? Did she not even want to know what to know what happened? I had my plan and I was going to stick to it. She would forgive me, one way or another! She had to.

 

‘Well that’s not going to happen’ I sighed sitting down on her cream carpet, indicating to the door.

 

‘I don’t want you here. Get out now.’ She shouted. I was a little taken back by the shouting but pushed it to the back of my mind.

 

‘No’ I said bluntly. ‘I’m not going anywhere until you’ll listen to me. ‘

 

‘Fine’ she shouted throwing her good arm up in the air. She walked over to her bed and climbed in, not giving me another look.  I sat on the floor, not saying another word. Defiantly didn’t go to plan.

 

I woke up to the sound of an alarm. I lifted my head up of the makeshift pillow I had made out of my hoodie, sometime in the night.  I looked over at Georgia’s bed to see it empty and already made.  I felt something soft wrapped around me, someone during the night had put a blanket over me. That was why I wasn’t cold. I pulled myself up off the floor, just to hear someone one swear out in the living room. I went out of the bedroom, just to find Georgia looking at the table.

 

‘Brilliant. She goes and leaves me alone with that dick’ she shouted, clearly not realising I was there.

 

‘That’s not very nice. I’m sure Fillmore doesn’t like being called such a horrible name.’ I joked trying to make light of the situation.

 

‘Why the hell are you still here?’ she said furious with me still being in her apartment.

 

‘I told you last night, I’m not leaving you until you listen to me’ I replied as calmly as I could. I knew she was angry and she probably had every right to be, but I just needed to listen, 2 minutes at the most.

 

‘When did you earn the right for me to listen to you? If you wanted me to listen then you shouldn’t have gone off and snogged Cher for the world to see.’ She screeched, tears falling down her face again.

 

‘I didn’t kiss he, I would never do that to you. Please you have to believe me.’ I begged the tears threatening to fall down my face as well as hers.

 

‘Why should I believe you? Really? Why? She asked softly.  I shook my head lost for words. ‘Exactly’ she whispered.

 

‘Please.’ I pleaded.  ‘I have no proof but please just listen to me’

 

‘Why?’ I looked at her soft face and then to the floor, knowing what I had to say.

‘Because I think I love you’ I whispered.

 

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Georgia’s P.O.V

He did not just say that!

 

‘You have 5 minutes.’ I said before sitting down on my sofa. I saw him give a sigh of relief as he made his way to sit next to me on the sofa. I sat and listened for the next 10 minutes, he explaining everything, from him leaving the group to him realising what I have must have seen.  I took a deep breath letting it all sink in.

 

‘And how do I know this is true?’ I asked quietly.

 

‘You don’t’ he said simply. ‘You’ll just have to believe me.’

 

‘Strangely enough, I do.’ I looked towards him, he had his head in his hands, but as I spoke and it had sunk in, his head lifted up and he look at me straight in the eyes.

 

‘You do.’ It wasn’t a question, more like a statement. I leaned over to hug him, taking in a deep breath as I did so.

 

‘I’m sorry for not believing you’ I said, guilty at the fact that I hadn’t.

 

‘Don’t be. I should never have…’ he was broke off by my phone ringing.

 

‘Hello?’ I asked not recognising the number.

 

‘Georgia, is that you?’ an Irish accent asked me.

 

‘Niall?’ I asked kind of answering his question in the process.

 

‘Yeah, look have you seen Louis, he never came home last night and we have looked everywhere-‘I cut him off before he rambled on too much.

 

‘Niall, stop he’s round at mine.’ I said.

 

‘Were on our way. And tell him to use his phone next time.’ I laughed at his choice of words after he had finished the above sentence. I put my phone down and turned back to Louis.

 

‘I don’t think you’re in the boys good books.’ I smiled.

 

‘Doesn’t matter, at least I’m back in yours.’ He said cheekily. I hugged him again, before he leaned in to kiss me. It was like our first kiss again. The fireworks going off in my head which sent shivers down my spine.  I pulled away breathless.

 

‘Like I said before I’m sorry,’ I whispered but Louis cut me off with another kiss.

 

‘Don’t be. Like I said before, I should never have put myself in the situation.’ He smiled once we broke for air. He was just about to lean in again, but the doorbell interrupted us.

 

‘Georgia, I forgot my key!’ Jess shouted through the letterbox. I sighed and got up to open the door. Only Jess wasn’t the only one there, there were 5 boys as well.

 

‘Nice to know you care about us mate!’ Zayn sighed walking in to my house. Ok then come on in. once they had all walked in, I closed the door and started to make drinks for all of us.

 

‘Sorry guys, I needed to sort things out with Georgia.’ Louis sighed. Oh how I loved how he said my name.  I brought the drinks to the living room and placing them down on the coffee table.

 

‘My fault. I refused to talk to him so he decided to sleep on the floor.’ I said talking a sip of my water. I swallowed two painkillers before carrying on with the conversation.

 

‘But I didn’t let him in!’ Jess thought out loud.

 

‘Yep, there is a slight problem with having a low window. Unwanted visitors can climb in’ I laughed.

 

‘You climbed in through the window?’ Liam asked staring at one of his best mates.

 

‘It was the only way to get in. Georgia had shouted to Jess to tell me that she wasn’t in so then I said that I just heard her, but Jess said that she wasn’t in and that I must be hearing things as the only other thing here was Fillmore-‘

 

‘Fillmore?’ harry asked, trying to catch up with what Louis had just been saying.

 

‘The fish,’ he continued. ‘and Fish can’t talk, then I said all I wanted to do was talk to her, but Jess thought I meant the fish and said that Fillmore wasn’t a girl but a boy, so then I said not the bloody fish but Georgia, then Jess replied with saying that after what I had just done, she wouldn’t want to talk to me and that the fish wasn’t bloody but gold. And then she slammed the door in my face’ Louis said summarizing the previous night for us all.

 

‘But what exactly did you do?’  Harry sighed, catching up with everything that had just been said.

 

‘Nothing!’ I smiled. ‘I thought he had done something, but I didn’t see it all, and therefore was wrong!’

 

‘Okay’ niall said totally confused at what had just been said. Me and Louis both looked at each other and decided to tell them everything, from the beginning.  We explained everything from Louis walking out to see Cher till I finally forgave him. I looked around to see the faces surrounding us.

 

Jess’ was as expected; she had already heard the story and had probably tuned out half way through. Zayn was sat there open mouthed hands holding the back of his head. Niall was sat there, still a confused look on his face.  Harry, who was sat with his arm around Jess: his other holding his leg which was propped up on his other knee, had face like thunder, well maybe not, but he didn’t look happy. Liam was looking at the ceiling, clearly thinking.

 

‘What a bitch’ harry shouted causing Jess to jump a little, which caused all of us to laugh. I gave harry the look which said- ‘I know, what a COW’

 

‘Why though? Doesn’t she have a boyfriend?’ niall asked, still totally confused.

 

‘Apparently not.’ Louis stated, pulling me closer. I cuddled into his warm chest, taking in his smell. He had a gray knitted hat on, so I pulled it down over his eyes, earning a laugh from him. He pulled it off his head and put it on mine instead. I grabbed his chin and pulled his mouth towards mine.  We were stuck like that until someone coughed, sending us back to reality.

 

‘Oops. Sorry’ we laughed.

 

‘You know what I think we should do?’ Liam asked looking round the room. Everyone shrugged, so he carried on.  ‘Confront her. Tell her not to come near any of us again!’ he said, an evil grin forming on his face.

 

‘I don’t know!’ I said wearily. ‘I don’t fancy meeting her any time soon’ I shuddered imagining that.

 

‘Well, if you ever meet her, we’ll be there for you both. I never could stand her’ Harry said, remembering when they lived together.  We carried on talking for a while before the boys decided that they had better get going.  I hugged them all goodbye before finally reaching Louis again. I hugged him, while standing on my tip toes. I might be one of the tallest in my family at 5’6” but I was still small compared to the rest of them. I kissed him quickly before they headed out of the door.  I sat down and decided to catch up as best I could on Eastenders. Unfortunately for me, I was practically always busy and I never had time to watch it. What was sky + for ey?  I finished watching Eastenders just as Jess walked back from the bath.

 

‘I can’t believe that he climbed through the window.’ She laughed sitting down next to me.

 

‘Yeah, well he is a little strange.’ We carried on talking for the next couple of hours before we finally turned in for the night, as I was going to have to be up early for an interview. I walked into my bedroom, just to see that Louis had left his hat which was still on my head. I kept it on as I got ready for bed. Undressing with one hand was a lot easier after a while. As I was getting ready, I replayed mine and Louis conversation from earlier. I remembered what he had said to me which finally made me listen. I got into bed and pulled out my phone, and quickly text him a message.

 

-I do too ♥ “D xx

 

I sent to him and sat waiting for a text. I got my wish after just a few moments.

 

-I do what? ♥ xx

 

I grinned. He had text back exactly what I wanted him too. I quickly punched in the letters and placed my phone on my bedside table before turning off my light and going to sleep, smiling at what I had just figured out and written.

 

-think I love you… ♥

 

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‘Are you ready to start?’  Sophie asked me. I was standing behind a large cream sofa in a really boring room waiting for my interview with heat to start.  Louis hadn’t text back after I texted him that I felt the same. At this moment in time I was staring at my phone willing it to ring, anything. I sighed and nodded placing my phone in my pocket. I walked round the sofa and sat down opposite Sophie.  Sophie was the interviewer. She had short blonde hair and was really tall and skinny. She gave me a reassuring smile and asked me if it was someone special.

 

‘I don’t know anymore.’ I sighed looking around the room. There was absolutely nothing on the walls apart from a really light brown paint. The floors were covered in wooden floor boards. The only things in the room were the sofas me and Sophie were sitting on and a large photo screen in the opposite corner. There were two doors leading out to the room. One for the corridor which lead back to heat headquarters, the other was to a very large dressing room and toilets.

 

‘I’m sure you’ll figure it out’ she smiled sympathetically.

 

‘Anyway, let’s get on with this thing’ I said laughing.  There was a large Dictaphone recording everything so it could be written up.

 

‘Right basically were going to talk then, you can go get changed for the photo shoot.’ She said getting out a small notebook from her bag that was next to her. I nodded showing that I understood.

 

‘Brilliant. Let’s go!’  I smiled when she said ‘let’s go’ my mind stared recalling all the memories that me and Jess had from those two words. It all started when the song riverside by Sidney Sampson came out. When he says ‘let’s go’ there is a really catchy part which we used to sing together.

 

‘Duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh.’ I sang.  Sophie gave me a wired look, as if to say, what the hell I have got myself into.

 

‘Sorry, I’m really random like that.’ She laughed and carried on with what she was saying before I started to sing.

 

‘Right then.  Pretend I have just met you. Ok? ‘I nodded again. ‘How are you?’  This felt really wired. I have done interviews before but each time was different, each time different questions.

 

‘I’m feeling good thanks. And yourself?’ I asked back trying to be polite.

 

‘I’m doing well thank you.’ She smiled.’ 1^st question. How did you break your arm?’ I knew that one was coming. I laughed and started to explain.

 

‘I erm…ran into a wall.’

 

‘Ouch. I bet that hurt. How did you run into a wall though?’   I grimaced remembering the night.

 

‘Yeah it did kind of hurt. I was at home for my birthday with a friend and we were messing around. He stared to chase me and I ran, as you would. I turned round to see if he was following me and when I turned round someone decided to put a wall in the way.’  I laughed rubbing my arm.

 

‘Fair enough. What has life been like after the x factor?’

 

‘It’s been good. I went home for Christmas, and then I moved up here to be nearer to work. Then it was the tour for 2 months and I have just got back and starting to record my album.’ I smiled.

 

‘Your album hey? How’s that working for you?’ My album. Oh how that felt good.

 

‘My album’ I nodded. ‘Its… amazing. I still need to finish recording some songs and have the photo shoot but otherwise it’s nearly done. I can’t wait.’ I squealed like a little school girl. Sophie laughed along with me, showing that she was also excited.

 

‘Can you give us any hints?’ she asked, writing stuff down in her notebook.

 

‘Erm… the songs all mean something to me somehow. I’ve always had a hard time at school so some is about that, one is about a boy that turned out to be a complete and utter idiot. Friends. Typical life that people can relate to.’

 

‘The new single is called falling from the moon. What’s that about?’

 

‘Falling from the moon is a… erm…’I couldn’t think of the word. I started to talk with my hands. I moved my hands so they started drawing circles around my head. ‘Aww you know… not quote, aww god,’ my mind went into over drive trying to think of the word. Sophie started to reel off words that it could be. I shook my head to every single one of them.

 

‘Oh I give up,’ I laughed. ‘Shoot for the stars and land on the moon is basically the quote my history teacher used to tell us, and I just sort moved it around a bit. It’s about never giving up, no matter what anyone tells you. If you want something bad enough, you will figure out a way to get it. I never gave up on my dream and look where I am now’ I said with a smile. I was really getting into this that my mind had totally forgotten about Louis Tomlinson.  Well nearly.  We carried on for the nest hour before Sophie announced:

‘Right now we have some emails from the readers. Ready?’ I nodded, she started, ‘favourite song?’

‘Leave me alone (I’m lonely) by pink and look after you by the fray.’ The rest of the interview carried on like that. Random questions.  Once we had finished, Sophie gave me a 5 minute break before the photo shoot started. I pulled out my phone, just to see no new texts.

Maybe he was still asleep. I looked at the time. It was half past 12. Maybe not. I put my phone away and went to the toilet to freshen up. I grabbed a quick drink before meeting Sophie back in the main room.

‘Right then, are you ready for part two? She asked putting down her drink and looking towards the photographer.

‘Yep.’ I was lead to the door where the wardrobe was. I was told to pick something casual out and then go back outside. Luckily for me I was a pro at getting changed with one hand.  I picked out some really dark Hollister skinny jeans with a purple jack wills hoodie and my own uggs. I returned back to the main room to find Sophie gone and the photographer stood there, looking at his camera. I coughed to let him know I was there.

‘Oh hello. Sophie didn’t tell you my name earlier, its tom.’ He smiled, holding out his hand for me to shake.

‘Pleasure to meet you’ I said shaking it.

‘Ready to start?’ he asked setting up his camera.

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2 hours later I was done. I said thank you to Sophie and Tom and said goodbye, before I went on the prowl for food.  I exited heat and looked up and down the street. Luckily for me there was a sub way across the road so I crossed and made my way there.  I asked for a bacon and chicken wrap with lettuce, cucumber and mayo. It wasn’t that busy so I managed to get my wrap and pay before I was seen. I made my way down the street and towards the tube station. I was eating my wrap when suddenly my phone buzzed indicating a message.  I immediately thought of Louis so I pulled out my iphone quickly and found the new message.

-What time are you setting off tomorrow? X J X

It was Jess. I was going home tomorrow sometime to go visit my family before I was to start work on my album again.

-          About 10ish. You still coming with me?  X G X

I instantly got a reply saying that she was. I put my phone away and carried on walking. I just turned the corner when I felt someone poke me in the back, thinking it was a fan, I turned round ready to sign an autograph or something. But instead I was met with….

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Louis’s P.O.V

-think I love you… ♥

I think I love you. I think I love you. I think I love you. Those 5 words were spinning round my head. I didn’t know what to do, so I did the only thing I could think of. Sleep.

I woke up the next morning to banging on my bedroom door. I looked around my room. It was a typical boy’s room.  Yes, ok, I might not be a boy anymore as I’m 21 but still. I’m still a teenager at heart.  There was what some called a floordrobe.  The only way I could tell if something was clean was by smelling it. Horrible I know, but what do you expect.  I rolled out of bed, literally. I fell on to the floor with a large bang, causing whoever it was behind the door to open it and come in.

‘What you doing the floor?’ Zayn asked staring at the state I was in.

‘I rolled out of bed, literally’ I explained picking myself up. ‘What do you want anyway’ by now I was stood up, and walking over to the door where Zayn was stood.

‘Nothing, just wondered if you were up!’ he laughed slamming the door as he walked away.  I shook my head, before reopening the door and making my way to the kitchen. I walked past the living room where I saw harry frowning and texting amazingly fast.

‘What’s up man?’ I asked stopping in the doorway. Harry looked at me still frowning.

‘Jess has to go back to collage tomorrow.’ Oh. I walked over to him and gave him a manly hug.

‘Are you seeing her today?’ I asked.

‘Yeah she was just here, but she needed to go home and finish packing. She and Georgia are coming round tonight.’ I smiled at the thought of Georgia coming round. I felt for my phone in my pocket, but then realising that I was in my boxers and it probably wouldn’t be there.  I rushed off back to my bedroom, totally forgetting about that cup of coffee I was going to get. I snatched my phone off the bedside table and pressed the unlock button. There on the home screen was the message from the night before. I had totally forgotten. SHIT.

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Georgia’s P.O.V

‘WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT?’ I half shouted half whispered.

‘Stay away from Louis. He wants me.  Not you’ Cher sneered, pointing at me intimately.

‘You don’t scare me Cher. Just go home.’ I said not wanting to cause a scene.  She didn’t take the hint though and came closer to my face.

‘Like I said, he doesn’t want you.  He just doesn’t want to hurt you’ she smirked.

‘Cher, why don’t you just leave me alone? Ok?’ I asked trying to walk away, but she grabbed hold of my arm, hard, and pulled me back.

‘Why don’t you leave Louis alone?’ she growled. Ok I was getting scared now. Why hadn’t anyone noticed?

‘what type of question is that?’ now get of my arm now!’ I snarled. I was getting REALLY pissed off now.

‘Hmmmm, I don’t think so’ she said pulling a face that resembled a fish!  I laughed, which only caused her to get even angrier. She let go of my arm, which I had only just realised, I had lost all feeling in, and pushed me hard. I lost my balance and ended up on the floor.  There was a shooting pain in my broken arm. Then it all went black.

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Louis’s P.O.V

I got rid of the text screen and pulled up the phonebook. I strolled down the list until I found the name I wanted.  I pressed ring and waited.

‘Hello?’ a male answered. That wasn’t right. Where was Georgia? I voiced my thoughts only to wish I hadn’t.

‘Who is this?’ he asked.

‘I’m her boyfriend.’ That felt so good to say but now wasn’t the time Louis, I mentally shouted at myself.

‘She’s in the back of an ambulance.’ I gasped, swore (Very loudly) and then waited for the man to continue. ‘She’s ok. She’s unconscious and she has broken her arm again. Were taking her to London hospital.’ He finished.

‘I’m on my way.’ I ran out my room, only to realise I was in my boxers and it was probably a good Idea to get dressed. I pulled on the first clothes I found, grabbed my phone and keys before I left my room.

I ran out of my room just to collide with niall and harry who were talking.

‘Where’s the fire?’ niall asked, trying to balance himself.

‘Georgia’s in hospital.’ I replied simply making my way to the front door. ‘I’m on my way there now. Someone let Jess know.’ I shouted behind me, not waiting for reactions. I ran to my car and quickly drove to the hospital. I parked up and paid, before running in to the hospital reception.  I found the reception and ran to the front.

‘Georgia heppell – where is she’ I panted slightly out of breath.

‘A and E’ She said pointing in the direction. I ran again, this time not as fast. Once I reached A and E, I found a doctor and stooped them.

‘Where about is Georgia heppell?’ I asked quickly.

‘Are you any relation to her’ he asked me, clearly recognising who I was.

‘I’m her boyfriend.’ I stated.

‘Follow me then’ I followed him down a long dark corridor. God I hated hospitals, there always so depressing and painful. He led me to a well light room, with its own little waiting room. He told me to sit down and he walked inside the double doors.  I waited for what felt like hours before he came out again. I stood up and waited for him to speak.

‘We don’t know the extent of her injuries yet, but she did bang her head hard when she fell over. She also landed on her broken arm which has resulted in the shattering of the bone. She will have to go for emergency surgery. Her head injury could also event in memory loss or even put her in a come. I’m sorry’ he said grimly. My brain only picked up a few words for all that.  SHATTERING. EMERGANCY SURGERY. MEMORY LOSS. COMA.  This was bad…

‘Can I go see her?’ I whispered scared at what I might find. He nodded his head and moved aside to let me in. I was taken aback by the amount of wires coming out of her body. I noticed that the doctor had followed me in I turned round to look at him.

‘What happened?’ I asked.

‘On lookers say she was talking to someone, a girl, and she was holding on to her arm,’ he stopped an indicated to her arm. There bold as anything, was a red harsh Mark, indicating that she had been held back. ‘Apparently Georgia said something she didn’t like and let go of her arm and pushed her, resulting in this. But we don’t know for sure. The other girl ran off when Georgia wasn’t moving. Police are questioning witness now.’ he continued. I sighed. This was all too much. I remembered something else from earlier.

‘You said something about an operation?’ I turned back round and pulled up a chair and sat down next to her, my hand holding hers.

‘Yeah, when she fell she shattered her elbow joint on her broken arm, the shattering also caused her to break her humorous. We need to operate as soon as possible to put the bone fragments together.’ He explained, I sighed. Who would do this to her.

‘Thank you doctor’ I looked at him, a slight smile on my face.

‘I’m only doing my job. I’ll be back in about 10 minutes to take her down to surgery.  10 minutes. I looked at her face. She could just be sleeping, I thought. Except she has loads of wires coming out of her, so unless she was Frankenstein then no, she couldn’t really be sleeping. I held her hand, and started to talk to her.

‘Hey Georgia, it’s me Louis. I really don’t know if you can hear me but please be ok. I’m sorry for not being there to help you, but whoever did this to you will be caught, but we, I need you to be ok. Please? I really sorry I didn’t text you back, I didn’t know what to put so I fell asleep, typical I know.’ I tried to force out a laugh, knowing full well that I probably looked and sounded like an idiot, but I didn’t care. Seeing her like this made me realise something. Something major. ‘I don’t think I love you anymore. I know I do. I might not have known you for long, but I really think that I love you. Just promise me you’ll get better.’ Tears started to slide out of my eyes, I didn’t realise until they were dripping on to her arm.

‘That was soo sweet’ a girls voice said from the door way.  My head automatically turned round, revealing Jess and the rest of the boys stood there.

‘How much did you guys hear?’ I asked sort of embarrassed.

‘Enough!’ Jess said sadly.  ‘How is she?’ she said, her the one now with tears in her eyes. It must be hard seeing her best friend like this. I explained and told them everything the doctor had told me. It was hard when I was explaining about her and this other girl, especially as she was the one who caused it and we don’t know who it was.

‘Wait she just left her?’ Zayn said crossly. I nodded. ‘What kind of sick bastard would do that?’ he continued standing up. ‘If someone had done that to heather, I swear…’

‘Do you have to swear?’ Liam asked. ‘It’s not going to help the situation is it?’

‘Sorry!’ Zayn mumbled sitting back down. 

‘Do they know if she’ll be ok?’ niall asked.

‘Hopefully, but she could suffer from memory loss.’ Jess gasped as I said this.

‘Long or short?’  She asked; hand over her mouth muffling what she was saying.

‘I don’t know. He didn’t say.’ I shook my head. The thought of her not remembering me was unbearable. I pushed it to the back of my mind though as the same doctor from before entered the room. 

‘We ready for her to go into surgery’ he explained, indicating for us all to leave the room. I kissed Georgia on the forehead before letting go of her hand and walking outside with the rest of them.

‘She’s going to be ok mate’ Liam said patting me on the back.

‘I bloody hope so.’ I said dropping myself into the nearest chair. ‘What are heather, niamh and Amy going to do?’ I asked as harry had said something about them all coming round earlier.

‘I don’t know. We need to ring them, tell them what happened.’ Liam explained standing up from the seat he was is.

‘Yeah I’ll come with you.’ niall and Zayn said both getting out of their seats. I nodded and watched them go, leaving me alone with Harry and Jess.

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Several hours later I was woken up by someone shaking me. Liam, Niall and Zayn had returned after they had ringed their respective girl friends. We all talked for a while before I decided to try and get some sleep. It might not make Georgia better but I would at least take my mind off it. It took me a while but finally I got there. Counting sheep really did work.

‘Mmph.’ I groaned still half asleep. I halt opened my eyes showing a mass of cult hair.

‘Georgia’s out of surgery.’ this woke me up immediately. I pulled my head up as fast as I could, hitting Harry in the head during the process.

‘Ouch.’ I said, hand rushing up to hold my forehead. ‘Sorry mate’ I continued, watching harry mirroring the same action that I had just done, moments before. 

‘As I was saying, the doctor has just come and told us she is out of surgery. She is going to be brought back in a couple of minutes.’ I nodded.

‘Thanks. You know for everything.’ I smiled as best as I could. 

‘What are best friends for’ he joked, smiling as well. I looked around to see that everyone else was sleeping. ‘Oh the doctor also said the police would be round soon. Jess has also called her mum and dad. There on their way up as we speak.’ I nodded again and leant back against the chair, waiting for Georgia to come back.

‘ROB, CALM DOWN’ a female with a strong polish accent shouted just behind the doors.

‘NO. MY NIECE IS SAT IN THERE IN A COMA. I WILL NOT CALM DOWN!’ now this time it was a male shouting. Just as he had finished the doors swung open revealing 2 people. One man and one woman.  I sat up again, studying both of them.

‘Erm… can I help you?’ I asked standing up and walking over to them.

‘YES,’ he shouted. The female gave him a nudge, and gave him a look as if to tell him to stop shouting. ‘Sorry. I’m looking for my niece, Georgia heppell.’ He said a lot quieter now.  Out of the corner of my eye I could see harry nudging Jess to try and get her awake.

‘Oh yes. I’m Louis Tomlinson. Georgia’s b-AHEM… friend’ I coughed covering up my mistake. I didn’t know how he would react and I bet Georgia would want to tell him herself. I held out my hand. He took it and shook it, hard.

‘Yeah I know who you are! Rob Heppell, Georgia’s uncle. And this is my wife Magda.’ he smiled.

 ‘How is she?’  His wife asked. By this point harry had successfully managed to wake Jess up. I looked over and saw harry talking to Jess.  She looked up suddenly a smile on her face. She rushed over and hugged the woman, Magda.  I could see that Jess was crying, and so was Magda.

 ‘I’m so glad you’re here. How did you know?’ Jess asked pulling away.

‘John rang us. He and Sara are on their way.’ Georgia’s uncle said. He noted the look on my face and explained a little better. ‘Georgia’s mum and dad. Now will someone tell us what happened?’ He continued still standing. Me and Jess told them everything we knew.  Just as we had finished, the doctor came back to tell us about the operation.  But first he wanted to know who the new visitors were.

‘Hi, I’m Doctor Scott.’ He said holding out his hand so Rob and Magda could shake it.

‘Hi, I’m Georgia’s uncle and this is my wife.’ Rob explained.

‘Pleasure to meet you. Georgia is out of surgery, and is currently residing in the recovery room. The operation was a success. She will need to have another operation in about 6 month’s time to remove the metal pin’s we had to use to keep the bones together, other than that it all went ok. She is going to be brought back here as soon as possible. She is unfortunately still unconscious. We don’t know when she will come round.’ Doctor Scott explained. My heart sank when he said she was still unconscious. Rob thanked him and followed his wife and went to sit down on the empty chairs. I sighed and went to sit back down. I hadn’t noticed but niall had woken up, and was now currently stretching and wiping away the sleep from his eyes.

‘What have I missed?’ he asked yawning.

‘Georgia is out of surgery and her uncle and auntie are here.’ At the mention of other people, niall suddenly sat up straight and looked around.  His eyes settled on Georgia’s family, he stood up and made his way over to them.

‘Hi, I’m niall, a friend of Georgia’s’ he said shyly.

I laughed at his awkwardness. He might be famous but he always got nervous when meeting new people.

‘Hi I’m rob and this is Magda.’ rob said Also holding out his hand. Jess and Magda were in deep conversation. I decided to listen in as there was nothing else to do but wait.

‘Georgia must be happy. I know how obsessed she was with one direction, now she actually knows them.’ Magda smiled to Jess.

‘She is. You should have seen her when she met them for the first time. She was with me at the studios. Her face just lit up. So did mine for that matter.’ jess laughed.

‘Do you have any idea who did this too her?’ she asked her nieces best friend

‘I have my suspicions. But I can’t prove it was them’ Jess said sadly. ‘Do you think the police will catch who it was?’ she carried on.

‘Louis, that’s his name isn’t it?’Magda asked worried. I tried not to laugh. I saw Jess nod and Magda carried on. ‘Well, Louis said that the police were on their way and that they should be here soon.’ jess nodded in response. The thought that the person who had caused all this wouldn’t be caught was unbearable. I carried on listening to Jess and Magda, her husband sometimes joining in. niall and Harry were sat talking in the corner, talking but I was unable to hear them. Zayn and Liam were still sleeping on the chairs at the opposite side of the room. I leaned my head against the wall and closed my eyes. Must have been there for about 10 minutes before the double doors opened and in walked a 2 police officers. There was a female and male, both carrying their hats.

‘Hello’ the male said walking up to us. ‘Are you all here for Georgia Heppell?’ we all nodded showing that we were.

‘I’m PC weatherby and this is PC smith, we are here to ask you all some questions. Is Georgia still unconscious?’ they asked.

‘Yeah, she is just on her way out form surgery.’ I added.

Right, we need to know if any of you know anyone who would want to hurt Georgia. Any names, any suspicious behaviour anything.’  They said addressing us all. ‘Do you want us one by one or all together?’ Jess asked.

One by one’ PC weatherby said before continuing, ’ well take the last person who saw her first and carry on from there. Jess stood up and followed PC smith out of the doors. I stood up and followed PC Weatherby out of the other door.

‘When was the last time you saw Georgia?’ she asked me pulling out a notepad and pen. Last time I saw her?

‘Last night. I was round hers with her best friend and my mates.’ she nodded her head and started writing furiously.

‘Ok. Do you have any idea who might do this?’ she carried on. I only had one idea, and by my guessing it was the same as jesses

‘Cher Lloyd.’ I said confidently. She asked why so I told her everything.

Once I had finished she wrote everything down in her notebook and thanked me for helping. I walked back in to the waiting room where Liam and Zayn were now awake and being introduced to Magda and rob. I sat back down in my chair, just to be joined by Niall.

‘You ok?’ he asked softly. I nodded slowly letting what he said fill my mind.  Was I really ok?

I carried on talking with Niall, everyone else slowly joining in. the conversation changing from time to time. The new topic was Georgia. Her uncle was telling is all funny stories.

‘She can’t have been very old, 3 or 4 at the most and her dad had bought her a motorized Barbie car. She was riding it in my mum and dad’s back garden. She was driving it up and down really slowly. She totally forgot that she couldn’t lean back, so when she did she fell off backwards.’ he laughed. ‘I’ve never seen her so stunned before. Her face was priceless.’

‘What about that time when her and John (her dad) got lost round Chicago when walking fen.’ Magda interrupted.  Fen turned out to be their dog. I laughed along at this. I could just imagine her walking round an unknown place, lost.

We carried on talking until doctor Scott returned, this time a bed behind him. He carried on wheeling her to her room before coming out and telling us we could go see her. we decided to let her family go in first then after a half hour they came out, tears present In both their eyes, telling us they were going to go home and that they would be back In the morning. The rest of us said goodbye before making our way into the room. There, just like before was Georgia lying on her back in the middle of the bed.  I walked over and slumped down in one of the chairs present, my hand holding hers.

Her arm was bandaged, a full arm cast covering her injury. A large cut, just above the one made a few days ago, was glowing red. A large lump, like an egg, showing at the back of her head. I held her hand tighter, sighing, unsure of what the future might hold. Jess sat down the other side of the bed, Harry next to her. Liam, Niall and Zayn were sitting around the end of her bed, all wearing the same expression, worried and tired.

‘Look, guys, go home and get some sleep.’ I said looking at them. I looked at the clock on the opposite side of the wall, which showed 23:48. We had already been here around 8 hours.

‘No its fine. Honestly’ Liam said while yawning.

‘It’s not going to help her get better. Go home and come back later. Spend some time with heather, niamh and Amy’ I attempted to smile. I really didn’t mind them going home. They weren’t needed, and just by looking at them, I could see they were tired.  They all nodded, before coming over to hug Jess and pat me on the back. Jess and harry were going to stay until Georgia’s parents got here, then they were going to go back to Georgia’s. I carried on looking at Georgia. The tubes sticking out of her mouth, helping her to breath, the drip in her good arm. Her bad arm covered in a full arm cast. I laid my head by her arm, careful not to knock her.  My eyes began to droop, letting me know that I was tired. I gave into myself consciousness, blocking out the sound of Jess and harry talking.

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I woke up to the sound of loud talking. My hand was still holding Georgia’s so I knew nothing was wrong with her. I half opened one of my eyes, revealing two people stood talking to Jess. I guess they were Georgia’s parents.

‘Is that the famous Louis then?’ the woman asked. I saw Jess nod eagerly.  ‘God, Georgia must be happy. And to go out with him, I bet she won’t stop talking about him. I know she didn’t when they were on the x factor’ she continued laughing.

‘Tell me about it’ Jess smiled. ‘He hasn’t left her side since he got her’ Georgia’s dad nodded walking over to sit at the other side of his daughter. My heart started racing. Every boy gets scared meeting his girlfriend’s parents, but like this… this was something else.  Jess and the woman were still talking, barely audible, but I managed to hear.

‘Where’s Aaron?’ Jess asked.

‘At home with john.’ She replied sitting down on the chair at the end of the bed. I decided that now was a good time as any to let them know I was awake. 7I lifted up my head and yawned, a little too loudly. 3 pairs of eyes were staring back, looking intrigued.

‘Err- hello?’ I said a little embarrassed. ‘I’m err- Louis’

 ‘Yeah we know!’ her mum said laughing.  I looked at her confused. ‘Georgia’s told me a lot about you’

I laughed as well looking round the room. ‘Where’s Harry?’ I asked my eyes landing on Jess.

‘Went to go get us something to drink.’ she smiled.

‘Harry as in Harry styles?’ Georgia’s mum asked. Jess nodded, her face turning a nice bright shade of red.

‘Oh Jess get in there. How’s the 20th of July coming along?’ Georgia’s mum asked. At this point Harry walked back into the room carrying 2 cups of coffee. Jess and Georgia’s mum burst out laughing at an inside joke. It was nice to hear laughter; it made me realize there was still good in the world.

‘Shut up’ jess said to Georgia’s mum still laughing. 

‘What have I missed?’ Harry asked confused.

‘I have no idea mate.’ I laughed along; this time at the confusion on harries face. Harry noticed the two new visitors and went over to introduce himself.

‘Hi I’m harry.  I’m sorry about Georgia.’ he smiled softly holding his hand out.

‘I’m Georgia’s mum, Sara.’ she smiled softly.

‘I’m John, Georgia’s dad’ John was still sat by Georgia’s side, but 7had turned slightly so he could shake Harry’s hand. I got up and did the same realizing that I hadn’t before.  After I had done that I sat back down next to Georgia and grabbed her hand again.  I studied her face; her skin was white as a ghost, eyes sunken in to her face. The large cut above her eye had paled and scabbed. The lump on the back of her head had vanished, but was still bruised.  I looked around the room again, harry was sat talking to Jess, john and Sara. Me in the corner by myself.  I decided to join in the conversation, so I didn’t look like a loner.

‘How did Georgia end up like this though? We know what’s wrong with her but why?’ john asked sadly.

‘Err… yeah. That’s my fault’ I said diverting my eyes away from the rest of them.

‘No it’s not Louis. Don’t you dare say that’ Jess said a bit too loudly.

‘I’m confused!’ Sara said interrupting me and Jess.

‘It’s not Louis fault. Forget what he said.’ Harry said holding Jess’s hand.

‘It is. If me and Georgia weren’t going out then Cher would never have attacked her!’ I explained exasperated.

 ‘Cher?’ john asked.

‘Cher Lloyd. She came 4^th on x factor when we were on!’ harry explained. I sighed, and slumped back into my chair. 

‘Ok? Now I really am confused’ Sara said again. Me, Jess and harry decided to explain everything. From what happened at the pub to what happened just after Georgia’s interview. 

After we had finished, Sara and john both fully understood.

‘I don’t think it’s your fault’ Sara said comfortingly.  ‘Georgia won’t either. She cares about you too much’

‘What do you mean?’  I asked.

‘You didn’t live with her when you all were on x factor. I banned her at one point form talking about you. She was obsessed’ Sara laughed.

‘She wasn’t obsessed, she just liked you. A lot’ Jess added, defending her friend.

‘Jess. She was and so were you!’ Jess’s face fell, a deep red claiming her cheeks.

‘I was not’ Jess said embarrassed, this time defending herself.

‘20^th of July, that’s all I’m going to say’ Sara said pointedly to Jess.

‘Yeah, let’s not go there!’ Jess said immediately, trying to drop the subject.

‘Why what’s happening on the 20^th of July?’ harry asked his girlfriend.

‘Nothing. Absolutely nothing!’ she said, her voice going up several octaves, showing that she was lying. She gave Sara a look as if to say shut the hell up. Jess was saved though, as Doctor Scott decided to come and check up on Georgia.  He walked in and introduced himself to Georgia’s parents. He explained her injuries and the possible outcomes.  My breath still got caught in my throat when he said about the coma and memory loss.  Georgia’s mum, who happened to be a nurse, started asking questions.

‘What is she in now? If she could still fall into a coma?’ she asked looking at her daughter lying very still on the bed.

‘She’s in a medically induced coma. We will bring her out if it when she’s ready but she might not come round!’ he explained while checking Georgia’s opps.  Once he had finished, john said thank you and we all carried on talking again. Luckily for Jess it wasn’t about the 20^th July.

‘How did she break her arm in the first place?’ john wondered.

‘Didn’t I tell you?’ Sara said to her ex-husband.

‘If you did I wouldn’t be asking!’ he laughed.

‘She ran into a wall.’ I said a smile on my face.

‘That one was his fault.’ Jess said, laughing.

‘Hey right, I didn’t ask her to turn around’ I said backing myself up.

‘You didn’t have to chase her.’ Jess said, still laughing. At this point my phone beeped indicating I had a message. I pulled it out to see I had a message from Liam I opened it and read it.

-press know. There outside the hospital apparently!

My shoulders slumped down against my side as I read out the message to the others

 ‘Anyone want a drink bringing back?’ I asked as I got up. Sara and john both wanted a coffee, and Jess and harry still had theirs from earlier. I bent down and kissed Georgia’s forehead, before whispering in her ear.

‘love you’ I walked down the long corridor, knowing that if any of the press saw me here, the paper would go wild knowing that me and Georgia were going out. The papers would be going wild anyway wanting to know what happened and why Georgia was even here.  I walked down towards the reception and the main doors, keeping me head down hoping no one realised it was me. I carried on walking in the direction that I thought was the right way. I must have been walking for 5 minutes before I realised that I had no idea where I was. I decided to live on the adventurous side and explore the hospital, trying to find the reception or coffee shop. I started singing along to ‘look after you’ in my head, nodding my head a little. I probably looked like an idiot; no wonder people were giving me funny looks. I carried on walking, looking at the signs as I went.

——> Main reception

I followed the sign until I reached the end of another corridor. I turned left and finally I reached the main entrance. I looked through the large doors at the end and, as Liam had said, saw about a dozen photographers blocking up the entrance.  I noticed several security guards blocking their entrance and shouting at them to get out of the way. I shook my head at the photographers and went to find the coffee shop.

3 coffees more and £5:65 down, I made my way back to Georgia. I got to the room to find several doctors inside the room, crowded round Georgia’s bed. I stood in the doorway, unable to move. I could see Sara and john stood at the back of the room, both shocked, I saw Jess and harry sat outside the room, Jess crying and harry holding her. I walked over to them still wondering what was wrong, I put the coffees down and turned to the, a confused look on my face.

‘What’s going on?’ I asked, puzzled.

‘Georgia…’ Jess whispered.

‘What do you mean?’ I saw harry look at me, a sorry look on his face.

‘We were just sat there talking when the machines started to beep, the doctors came rushing in, telling us that me and Jess had to get out. We have no idea what’s going on.’ He said softly, still holding onto his girlfriend.  I sank down into the chair opposite the couple. What the hell was going on…?

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Georgia’s P.O.V

‘Love you’ I heard someone whisper.  Where the hell was I? I couldn’t remember anything. I took a deep breath sensing that my throat was sore. I had a banging headache and the pain in my arm was indescribable. I tried to open my eyes, but they felt too heavy. I tried to move, open my mouth, nothing.  I tried to think where I was, but I couldn’t remember. All I knew was that where ever I was I had been there for a long time. I could hear people talking quietly, but enough for me to hear. I listened carefully, trying to make out their voices. Just as I realised it was my mum and dad, I felt something hard sit on my chest, stopping me from breathing. I tried to move, get whatever it was off my chest, but again I couldn’t move. I realised that nothing was there, I was fighting against nothingness. How is that even possible? I tried to think where I was in case it helped me. I could feel my body get ready for something bad. The pain in my chest got heavier and heavier until I was unable to breathe anymore. I kept talking long deep breathes, trying to get the oxygen to my lungs. I started to hear the machines beeping round me. Then the sudden rush of feet, before I heard shouting and screaming. Then everything stopped. I wasn’t in pain anymore. It had vanished with the pain in my chest. There was nothing inside of me to feel anything. That had also vanished with the pain.  I tried calling out for help, but suddenly the darkness engulfed my mind. I couldn’t think anymore, I couldn’t do anything. Then a face appeared in front of me. Not just any face. A face I hadn’t seen in 5 years. A face that I had cried over and missed so much over them 5 years. It was my great granddads. One slight problem. He had died when I was 13………

Georgia’s P.O.V
‘Granddad? Is that you?’ I asked tears rolling down my face. I could feel myself being lifted up, floating. I saw him nod, while holding his hand out towards me. 
‘Granddad, I’ve missed you so much’ I said really crying now. 
‘I know Georgia, I know.’ He said trying to comfort me. He looked exactly like he did before he died, just younger, thinner and not as grumpy. 
‘Grandma misses you you know.’ I said hugging him for all that it was worth. I could feel his tears falling on my head, wetting my head. I didn’t want to let go, I had missed him so much. 
‘Where am I?’ I asked looking up to him. 
‘I can’t tell you that sweetie. Not yet anyway!’ he explained. Well that helped. 
‘Why not?’ I asked shaking my head. 
‘Because you might not be staying. There are people down there that need you.’ He said explaining very little. 
‘What happened?’ I asked as I pulled away from his embrace, taking a really good look at him. He looked exactly like he did on my great- grandma’s photo, which stands on top of her TV. He was 19 when that was taken. 
‘Cant you remember?’ he asked. I shook my head and let him carry on. ‘You were pushed over. You hit your head hard, knocking yourself unconscious in the process. You shattered your elbow joint, cut your head and had to have emergency surgery to help with your arm as you had already broke it’ he explained fully. Wow. That was a lot to happen from being pushed over. I tried to remember everything that happened. The only thing that wasn’t fuzzy was a girl’s face being right up in mine. 
‘Cher!’ I gasped placing a name with the face. Granddad nodded. ‘All because of Louis?’ he nodded again. I hugged him again, trying not to cry. 
‘Where was I before I came here?’ I added.
‘The hospital. You were in a coma.’ He said hugging me back.
‘That means… I’m dead? Right?’ I asked the realisation of what had happened, finally hitting me.
‘Ahhhh. You would think so, but it’s up to you. Like I said before, there are people down there that need you.’ I looked at him confused.
‘What do you mean it’s up to me? And who needs me, more than I need you’ I asked, really confused.
‘Your mum, your dad, Jess, everyone that loves you. And I have a feeling that one person down there needs to let you know how he feels.’ He explained.
‘Who?’ I asked again. 
‘Louis!’ he said smiling. Louis. How could I not have realised that. ‘Do you want to go back? That’s the only reason I’m here! To ask you and also so you have a friendly face around.’ He smiled. God I had missed that smile. I nodded to show that I wanted to go back. 
‘Thought so. Before you go, I just want to know how proud of you I am. Of all of you. You, your brother, cousins, everyone. Remember I’m always here’ he said pointing to his chest, indicating to his heart. 
‘I love you granddad.’ I whispered, the tears still flooding down my face. 
‘I love you too’ he smiled sadly.
‘Can you do something for me granddad?’ he nodded. ‘Give Cher hell from me!’ I laughed as I let go of him. I took one last smell of his jumper, letting it sink in until the next time. I heard him laugh before he looked ahead of him.
‘Course. But now you have to go. Tell everyone I miss them.’ He said still crying. ‘This might hurt!’ he warned. I had no idea what he was on about but I nodded, bracing myself for the pain. It came. And oh I felt it. I screamed, from the pain. I could feel it flow through me. My brain felt like it was going to explode. There was a large shock on my chest and I could feel something cold. My skin felt like it was on fire, yet it felt so cold at the same time, if that was possible. There was an unusual pain in my throat; it felt like something was being removed, I had no idea what though. There were several more shocks in my chest, each time it was a little worse. There was no chance of it stopping. After a while I started to lose the feeling in my body. But I could hear. I could hear people shouting, someone crying hysterically. I knew that this was the last time I was going to see my granddad in hopefully a long time so I took one final glance at him; I was still holding onto his hand, I felt him give it a long hard squeeze, before it all went black. Oh god not again…
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Louis’s P.O.V
I got up and made my way to the door, in hope that I would find something out. I looked through to see Sara and john hugging each other, both in tears. The other side of the room, several doctors surrounding Georgia’s bed. Machines everywhere, beeping like mad. There was one man who had two plastic boxes, metal plates on the underside. I could see him counting down from 3, when reaching one; he put the plates down on Georgia’s chest, obviously trying to get her heart going again. She had stopped breathing; I was losing her before my very eyes. I saw him lift them off her and speak to the rest of the doctors.
‘One last time then we’ll have to stop. It’s being too long. Everyone agree?’ I could see him mouth. One last time. Then she was gone. That couldn’t happen. I couldn’t let it. I couldn’t let the girl I love just die on me. I saw him count down again from 3, doing the same process as before. I held my breath and prayed. She had to live. He lifted the plates of her bare chest, absolutely nothing. That was it, she was dead. I had lost my girlfriend, and it was my entire fault. Then just as I was about to break down crying, telling myself that I had it all wrong, I saw one thing that changed my life. Her chest was rising. That was the last thing I saw before I passed out. 
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I woke up several minutes later to see two faces above mine, both staring down at me.
‘Louis? You ok mate?’ harry asked, as I tried to sit up. Jess pushed me back down, saying something about my head. 
‘I need to see Georgia.’ I pleaded. 
‘You can’t the doctors are still in there with her.’ Jess explained. 
‘She alive!’ I whispered letting those two words sink in. a smile spread across my face, as I sunk back into the floor. I saw Jess and harry look at each other confused before a nurse came, stretcher and all. 
‘I’m fine! Honestly. I just passed out, nothing more.’ I pleaded trying to move away from the nurse. 
‘I just need to give you a quick check over. You could have hurt your back’ she said trying to get me on to the stretcher. I refused point blank saying that I needed to see Georgia. 
‘FINE!’ She said exasperated, giving up.
‘Thank you’ I said finally. I pulled myself up and made my way to the door, leading to the room where Georgia was. Just as I was about to open the door, it opened from the other side, showing Sara and john. Both had a slight smile on their face. Harry and Jess rushed over to see what was happening. 
‘She stopped breathing, that’s why the machines went off. They managed to get her back with us after 10 attempts. They were just about to give up. Luckily she’s a fighter. She was clinically dead for 7 minutes, meaning she could have brain damage, but the chances are very slim. They have brought her out of her coma, so she could wake up at any moment. Literally whenever her body feels like saying hello.’ Sara explained to the 3 of us. Once she had finished, I stood up from where we were sat and walked around the waiting room. 
‘Why did she stop breathing in the first place?’ I asked still slightly confused by all of this. 
‘She tried to wake up out of the coma she was in. But because of the medication used to put her in the coma to begin with, her body couldn’t handle it and basically did the only thing it could to stop her from walking up.’ Sara said answering my question. 
‘Could it happen again?’ Jess asked quietly, still fearing for the welfare of her best friend.
‘For the same reason, no. But that doesn’t mean she will ever wake up from the coma she is in now. Her body has shut down everything except her brain and heart, which, at the moment, is keeping her alive. But this means that the rest of her organs and everything aren’t working the same. Because of this there is a small risk that even if she does wake up, there will be either brain damage, of loss of limb, loss of feeling .If her heart decides to stop again, then the chances aren’t good. The doctors have decided to take her off the life support machine, hoping that she will be able to pull herself out of it like she tried to do before and since there Is nothing stopping her then it could be anytime, like I said before.’
‘Can we go see her?’ I asked still walking around the small room. I saw john nod, before saying
‘You can in a moment, the doctors are still with her, you know taking her off life support, making sure her medication is right. That sort of thing’ he said with a slight laugh. I looked at both of her parents. I couldn’t even imagine how hard it must be for them. To see their only daughter in there, nearly just dying. It was hard for me and I had only known her a few days. I nodded to show that I understood before sitting down again. After a few minutes of silence, the doctors and nurses came out, indicating that we could go in. I was on my feet and inside the room within seconds. I pulled up the nearest chair and sat by Georgia’s side. I lightly kissed her forehead and held her hand like I had before. The others walked in, slowly, obviously tired. They all sat down around Georgia. There was one less machine, which was the life support, so it didn’t look as busy. 
‘Is there any press outside?’ harry asked, remembering the conversation from earlier.
‘What? Oh, yeah.’ I nodded, trying to think back. ‘Oh shit the coffee’s are still outside.’ I said remembering what I had actually gone for. 
‘Leave them, they’ll be cold now anyway’ john advised me. I agreed and left them outside. With all the panic I had totally forgotten about them. We all sat and talked for a while, mainly about Georgia as I wanted to get to know her more. 
‘Remember that time in ASDA?’ john asked Jess. Jess gave a loud laugh and began explaining to me, harry and Sara, who all had confused looks on our faces.
‘Me, john and Georgia were in asda once having tea and me and Georgia were a little-‘ 
‘Little?’ john interrupted. 
‘ok maybe very hyper and I started talking about my dad’s friend who liked sausage rolls, don’t ask’ she said nothing 3 very confused face’s, ‘and Georgia, being Georgia, decided to start singing I love sausage rolls, you put them in the oven and bake em baby. I had a mouthful of coke though and it ended up all over the floor. Then there was a questionnaire near us, so Georgia decided to fill it out. She started writing how ASDA should never let me back in with coke then it asked the shop so she wrote ASDA. Then john said ‘no York you prawn’ so that’s what she wrote.’ Jess said in-between laughing. I started laughing along with Jess, harry and now Sara. John who had probably heard that story one too many times, just sat there with a smile on his face. 
‘What about that book that you wrote each other?’ Sara asked. 
‘What for our 15th birthdays. They were soo cool.’ Jess said reminiscing. 
‘Book?’ harry asked his girlfriend. 
‘We wrote each other a book. It was full of memories and stuff like that. For instance she wrote about all the boys we used to like stupid memories about school and stuff like that’ Jess explained simply. I nodded, as did harry, both of us still looking a little confused. By the sounds of it both of them were a little mental when they were younger. Still are actually. We carried on talking until slowly one by one we all fell asleep. 
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I woke up to a very stiff neck and back, form the way I had slept. I pulled my head up and looked around the room. Harry and Jess were curled up against each other, while john and Sara were still sat where they were last night, all still asleep. I figured that I mearswell talk to Georgia, let her know that I was still there, even if she couldn’t hear me. 
‘Hello beautiful.’ I told her as I kissed her forehead. I talked to her, just like I would normally, awake or not. I talked about carrots, I used my funny voice several time, anything to try and get some sort of sign that she could hear me. Nothing! I decided that moping around here wasn’t going to help so I got up and went to go get breakfast for everyone. I made my way back to the coffee shop I had been to only a few hours before. I asked for 5 coffees and 5 takeaway breakfasts. I paid and then made my way back to the room, but not before noting if the press were still outside. The answer to that, YES. And the numbers had doubled since the early hours of this morning. I quickly walked past the door, head held down, hoping not to be recognised. Unfortunately I was. I could hear several of them shouting my name, and asking questions but I ignored them and made my way back to the room. I quickly let myself back in, closing the door quietly not to wake anyone, but as I turned round 8 pairs of eyes were staring back, causing me to jump and nearly drop the food and drink. ’Bloody hell guys, you scared me’ I gasped handing out the food to the relevant person. I sat back down just as the nurse came into do a quick check on Georgia.
‘How is she?’ I asked.
‘The same’ she sighed as she changed her drip. I sighed, wishing she would wake up. I missed her laugh, her smile, everything. The nurse walked out leaving the five of us in peace to eat our breakfast. Once we had finished, harry got up to clear away the rubbish leaving me, Jess, Sara and john alone. I quickly glanced at the clock above Jess’ head. Half past 11. 
‘So what’s the deal with you and MR. Styles then?’ Sara asked.
‘Well… you know’ Jess said a little embarrassed. 
‘You know… what?’ Sara asked confused. Jess mumbled something incoherent. ‘What was that Jess, I couldn’t quiet hear you’ she laughed. 
‘Weregoingout!’ Jess mumbled a little louder and clearer.
‘What? You’re going out?’ she laughed. Jess nodded slowly causing us all to laugh. A deep red covered Jess face. 
‘It was kind of obvious’ I stated remembering them both from the last time we were at a hospital. 
‘Was it?’ Jess asked a little worried; I nodded laughing at her expression. At this point Harry walked back in, free of rubbish.
‘What was?’ he asked sitting back down next to Jess.
‘You both going out!’ I said simply causing harry to laugh. 
‘Woops.’ He said, lowering his head so he could give her a kiss. I laughed along with everyone, thinking of how me and Georgia got together. I felt my phone vibrate, indicating that I had a message. I pulled it out and checked.
-how is she? Niall
-she doing ok. We nearly lost her earlier but she a fighter. L
I decided now was the best time to check the news, so I quickly went onto Google and typed in Georgia’s name. I clicked on the news tab where there was over 6,000 hits in 24 hours, all about this; I clicked on the first one and read.
GEORGIA A GONNER?
!!!Reports from yesterday say that Georgia heppell, last year’s x factor winner, has had to be rushed to hospital following a serious head injury. A source close to Georgia has confirmed this and has said that she is currently stable. The cause of this accident is currently unknown but it is suggested to do with her arm injury from a few days before. !!!
How on earth is her arm and head injury related? I read the article out before clicking on the on the next one which caught my eye. 
BREAKING NEWS:
!!!Georgia heppell, from last year’s x factor, has been reported to be in hospital after sustaining a head injury. Witnesses claim to have seen Georgia yesterday (24th April) being pushed over in the streets of London. Police are currently investigating, but no-one knows who Georgia was claimed to have being having an argument with when the accident happened. On the 22nd Georgia was rushed to hospital after breaking her arm at her London apartment. There is also many claims that she is currently dating one direction member Louis Tomlinson. !!!

Many claims? I went back to Google and typed in both of our names, which had created over 10,000 articles in the past week. I clicked on the top one and read.
!!!Sources close to both parties are keeping quiet but the pair have been spotted all over London the past few days. One direction let Georgia sing at their last tour date in England. She sang 3 of her new songs which will be out on her upcoming debut album. !!!
I closed the article and put my phone away. I didn’t want to be worried about all that now. I needed to keep my mind focussed on my girlfriend. We all got talking again on Georgia and Jess and the wired stuff they used to do. It was good for both me and harry as we both wanted to know more about our girlfriends. 
‘Aww there was that time when we were stalking ASDA for this boy that Georgia knew from her old school. I kept walking into him; the look on Georgia’s face was priceless. She hated me for that.’ Jess laughed. 
‘Do you both have a thing for ASDA?’ Harry asked his girlfriend, smiling.
‘No, we just go there a lot!’ she laughed. 
‘What about the pigs?’ Sara laughed, looking at the expression on Jess’ face at the mention of them.
‘Pigs?’ both me and harry asked, both of us confused.
‘Pigs. OMG they were scary.’ Jess said laughing, but a slight worried expression plastered onto her face. 
‘Why?’ I asked still baffled.
‘We were home alone at Georgia’s old house and Georgia had recorded doctor who, cause she loved it. Still does actually. Anyway, there was nothing else on so she persuaded me to watch it. We did and it was one of the scariest things I have ever watched. We went outside and sat on the trampoline because we both swore we could hear things form upstairs. And is being our very over-imaginative selves, thought they were the pigs, so we really quickly made lunch and then took it outside.’ She laughed. ‘Oh we also rang Sara because we were both that scared!’ ok, I had a weirdo for a girlfriend. I thought to myself. I laughed along, still listening to Jess speaking. 
Jess told us some more stories of her and Georgia. We were all in tears by the end. Some of the stuff they had done was unbelievable. They both have a thing for Bradley cooper.
‘You both had better watch your backs’ Sara laughed, just after Jess had told us about their love for him. I smiled, while turning my head to look at Georgia. She hadn’t moved, unfortunately. 
‘What about that time when you tied your legs together for 2 whole days. That was funny’ john added. 
‘Oh yeah that. That was kind of disastrous. We had to sleep on the floor, and then I had to have my photo taken with all my brothers and sisters, so we had to take it off then and when we went to the toilet. And we did get some very funny looks while walking round Riccall. And then my dad did text me about the police searching for two idiots who had a scarf wrapped round their legs.’ Jess explained.
‘Definitely not one of our best ideas’ a voice from behind me croaked. I span my body round as fast as I could, not fully believing my ears. It was true though. There in front of me was the same body from before, laying exactly the same. Nothing had changed, except one thing. Her eyes were open. My Georgia was finally awake…

Louis P.O.V

I rushed to her side, knocking over the chair in the process.

‘Never do that to me again’ I said hugging her with everything I had in me. ‘I thought I’d lost you.’ I could feel her arm, trying to move, but unable to. I pulled away, noticing that harry wasn’t here anymore.

‘I’m sorry’ she whispered, throat still dry and croaky.  Just then the doors opened, and Harry returned with Doctor Scott.

‘Hello there Georgia,’ he greeted her, smiling; I pulled away further, letting Doctor Scott nearer.

‘How are you feeling?’ he asked checking the machine next to her.

‘Like shit’ she groaned.

‘Yeah, that’s to be expected’ he laughed. ‘Can you tell me exactly where it hurts?’

‘Erm… my head and my chest, also my arm.’ She said slowly.

‘Right then, thanks. I’ll be back in a short while to get your medication ready.’ He said writing something down on the red clip board by the end of her bed.  He placed it back before walking out of the door, while mumbling to himself.

 

‘Mum! Dad!’ Georgia said smiling.

‘Hello darling.’ Sara said hugging her daughter. John was gently stroking his daughter’s hair, minding the large cut above her eye.

‘Alright there hepps!’ Jess said holding on to Harry’s hand. Georgia gave her best friend a smile, before looking at harry.

‘Look after her’ she said warningly. ‘She’s too amazing to let go off.’

‘Will do!’ harry said squeezing Jess hand.

‘And you.’ She said looking at me. ‘I think you have something to tell me. Or so I’ve been told anyway!’

‘What do you mean?’ I asked her. ‘Could you hear me?’

‘Sort of. I only heard you once. You said and I quote ‘love you’’ she smiled softly. I gave her a big smile back.

‘I did.’ I saw her look at her mum, and nod.

‘Mum, did I die? Like properly die?’ she asked sort of scared.

‘7 minutes’ Sara answered, tears rolling down her cheeks.

‘Thought so.’ She smiled, reaching forward for her mum’s hand.

‘Why?’ john asked.

‘Do you want us to go outside?’ harry asked, not wanting to intrude.

‘Give us 10 minutes’ Georgia said to the three of us.  Me, Jess and harry all made our way outside, leaving them to have a chat.

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Georgia’s P.O.V

I watched my best friend, her boyfriend and my boyfriend leave through the large white door. I looked back at my mum and dad. My mum had re-dyed her hair since I had last seen her. Instead of it being a blonde, it was now back to her natural brown. She had several dark lines under her eyes, indicating that she hadn’t been sleeping much. My dad on the other hand looked relieved. He didn’t have any lines under his eyes, but you could tell he was tired.

‘Go on then sweetie’ my mum urged me to start talking. I swallowed my throat all dry and sore.

‘I saw granddad. He told me that I needed to come back, that people needed me.’ I told her in a light whisper.  Mum was slightly taken back by this. Whatever she was expecting it certainly wasn’t this.

‘What do you mean podge?’ my dad asked me, using my nickname I had had even before I was born.

‘I saw him. He was there and he was telling me how much he missed everyone and how proud he was of us all. He said that I needed to come back and that someone needed me. Someone needed to tell me now he felt. Louis!’ I whispered the name slowly, making it last on my tongue.  I saw that my mum had tears in her eyes.

‘Sorry mum. I didn’t mean to upset you.’ I said the tears now in my eyes.

‘Don’t be.’ She said smiling.

‘I don’t care if it’s not real. It felt it. To me it was.’ I said not wanting to sound like an idiot.  ‘Do you wanna go get the others back in dad?’ I asked him. He opened the door and beckoned them in, all 5 of them pulling up chairs and sitting round my bed. I asked them what had happened after I was pushed. They all explained everything. From the surgery to the near death experience. I noticed that Louis had tears in his eyes when my dad was telling me how they were so close to losing me if I didn’t start breathing again on the last go. I held on to Louis hand, scared to let go.  He squeezed it hard like before, letting me know that he was never going anywhere. Once they had finished I sensed that all of them wanted to know something. Harry was the first one to crack.

‘Who did it then? The police will want to know.’ I sighed. I knew this was coming.

‘Who do you think? Cher bloody Lloyd.’ I all but screamed.  My throat was still sore, despite the amount of water I had drunk.

‘Thought so.’ Jess mumbled. I could feel Louis grip on my hand get stronger, his other hand now clenched into a fist.

‘Could you give us a moment?’ I pleaded to the others. They all nodded, making their way out of the door. Just before she reached it, Jess turned round and asked me a question.

‘I might pop home for a bit! Want me to bring you anything?’

‘Erm… Clothes, pj’s, my phone, iPod, laptop and DVD’s!’ I said smiling softly.

‘Which ones?’ she asked hugging the door frame.

‘Err- the hangover 1&2, the a-team, yes man, titanic and all the harry potters!’ I said smiling. She nodded before turning round and walking out.

‘Tell me what’s wrong.’ I pleaded, as soon as Jess had closed the door behind her. I waited silently, hoping he would tell me.

‘It’s all my fault! If we weren’t together then you wouldn’t have nearly died’ he said throwing his hands up as he began to pace around the room.

‘Look! Some idiot once told me that everything happens for a reason, and that lives an adventure, no one gets out alive anyway.’ I said smiling.

‘Which idiot told you that?’ Louis said looking at me, a frown on his face.

‘Facebook!’  I stated, simply nodding my head.

‘Say no more!’ he laughed. ‘It’s still my fault though. If it wasn’t for me-‘ I cut him off. I beckoned him over with my hand.

‘What?’ he whispered sitting next to me. I reached forward, and pulled his face towards mine, crashing my lips to his. 

‘It’s not your fault. It’s Cher’s. Don’t you dare blame yourself!’ I whispered once we had finished. I rested my forehead against his, taking in his smell once again. 

‘I love you!’ he whispered. I gasped at those three words, the first time he had properly said them.

‘I love you too!’ I whispered back. He moved the bottom of his face towards mine, kissing me again. I could feel him smiling into the kiss.

I pulled him on to the bed, so that he was lying next to me. I started to feel tired again, so I cuddled up to his warm chest and wrapped my arms round him.

‘What about your parent? Should we tell them to come back in?’ I shook my head.

‘Let them wait.’ I said simply before letting the sleep take over. Half an hour later the wait got the better of them and they walked back in, just to find me and Louis asleep on the bed, holding each other tight.

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4 WEEKS LATER

‘Oi, Jessica cant you unlatch your moth from Aiden’s for five minutes to say hello to your best friend’s girl friend?’ I asked, looking at Jessica kissing the living daylights out of her boyfriend.

I had gotten out of hospital a week ago, after being in there for 3 weeks. I had to have surgery once again, to add more pin’s and I needed to go back in 6 months to have them removed, hopefully. I still had a nice long scar just above my eye, and I a very nice bruise on the top of my arm, although you were unable to see it because of the cast. I had several implications due to my head injury; I couldn’t walk for about 2 weeks after I had woken up from the coma, due to my medication and drip that was hanging from my arm. Luckily, I hadn’t fallen back into the coma; if I did I wouldn’t be here now. Jess came back with several DVD’s which I watched in 3 days, meaning she had to go back and bring me my whole collection.  I was still on several different types of medication. One for my arm, to help the bones set, One to make sure I didn’t react with the metal pins,  One for the pain, one for the headaches: which I still suffered from: and the last one for my heart. The last one made sure nothing like that hopefully won’t happen again, and also it helped keep the rhythm the same.  The day after I had woken up from the coma, the police came and interviewed me, asking me what I could remember. I told them everything that I knew. From the ‘kiss’ to what actually happened that day.  Two days later, Cher had been arrested and put in police custardy.  She was saying that she didn’t do it though, meaning that when it came to court and she pleaded not guilty, I would have to give evidence. When the news came out about Cher, the press had a field day. They had already taken it upon themselves to confirm me and Louis, with only the evidence that he visited me every day, sometime staying the night, lying next to me, falling out of bed every now and then. 

‘Georgia!’  Jessica shouted pulling away from Aiden. She rushed up to hug me, being careful of my arm and head. I had got to know Jessica well during the many times she had visited, along with the rest of the boys and their girls!

‘How are you feeling?’ she asked pulling away.

‘I’ve been better, but I’m doing ok.’ I laughed. I sat down next to Jennie, Harry’s best friend and we started talking.  Louis cam and sat down next to me, his arm wrapped around my neck. We were all sat in the normal pub, normal seats and everything, celebrating Amy and Liam’s engagement.

‘So how are you and Louis going?’ Jennie asked me, taking a sip of her wine.

‘Yeah, were doing good.  He was a bit upset about Cher, but I made him get over it!’ I laughed.  I got up and made my way to the happy couple.

‘Congratulations!’ I said hugging Amy and Liam. They both were smiling at me, so I asked the obvious question.

‘So how did he propose?’ I asked nudging Amy.

‘We were at my house when he just got down on one knee and asked me’ she said giggling. We stood talking for a while before I felt a hand crept around mine, holding it tightly. I looked up to see Louis’ face close to mine.

‘I need to ask you a question!’ he whispered, using his funny voice, his face getting even nearer.

‘Ok, but if you’re asking something serious, please talk normally!’ I laughed.

‘I am talking normally’ he said as serious as possible, using the same voice.

‘Ok then’ I said trying not to laugh.

‘Well, me and the boys are deciding to all get our own place, as Liam is going to want to live with Amy, instead of 4 smelly lads, so we’re all getting our own place. And I was thinking, if you wanted to move in with me?’ my mouth fell open. Did he really just ask that? I nodded slowly, careful not to hit heads as were that close.

‘Good, cause we move in tomorrow.’ He said, voice back to normal, before kissing me.

 

‘Don’t you think it’s all a bit quick? You have only been going out for a month and you’re already living together.’ My mum said pulling me into the hallway. It was the weekend after Liam’s and Amy’s engagement and I had gone home to visit my family, while Louis was visiting his in Doncaster. Since we only lived 40 minutes away from each other it was easy enough for us both to get there. 
‘No mum! I don’t!’ I said a bit annoyed. Me and Louis had moved into our new place the day after he asked me. It took me 2 days to pack everything up, but it was all ok, as Jess was still living at mine before she went back home to finish her last few weeks at college. Harry wasn’t too impressed with her leaving, but he understood and, like Louis, had asked her to go and live with him when he got back. Louis and I had brought Jess up with us, as she was going back to her mum and dad’s. 
‘Well fine, just be careful. I don’t want to see him hurt you’ she said softly, knowing full well that she had annoyed me. The only reason she had though because, deep down, I knew she was right. Yeah, I suppose a lot of bad things had happened to us during that month, but that wasn’t a valid reason for us to be moving to quick, was it? I made my way back into my living room that was packed with my family. It was my brother’s 10th birthday and it was tradition to have a BBQ for his birthday as well as a party, for him and his friends. But, traditional English weather meant we all stuck inside. God knows how many of us sat around on the floor, on chairs and basically anywhere where there was room. I walked back into the room and sat down on the floor next to my eldest cousin. 
‘Georgia?’ Tia, my cousin, asked.
‘Nope!’ I laughed, knowing that whatever she was going to say, was either going to cost or cause me some kind of embarrassment.
‘Do you have a boyfriend?’ she asked as quietly as possible. I laughed at her attempt to be innocent and shrugged.
‘Why do you want to know that?’ I asked back, attempting to change the topic.
‘Because you seem really happy, and you can’t stop looking at your phone.’ my heart melted at her sweetness. At 13 years old she really didn’t miss a thing. I laughed at her observations. She was right about both things though, I was really happy and I had been texting Louis a lot since I got here.
‘You’ll have to wait and see.’ I said, seeing the disappointment on her face. She hugged me before walking off to go and find her mum. I joined in with the conversation happening between my grandma and great auntie. I was waiting for my stepdad to get back with my brother as I hadn’t seen him in over 2 months. I heard a chorus of happy birthdays coming from the kitchen, letting me know that my brother was home. I rushed out of the living room, nearly knocking over my auntie in the process. I ran straight to the kitchen stopping when I reached the entrance. I could see my brother stood there, all dressed in his football kit as he had just been playing. I saw him look round the overly large group of people until, his eyes found mine. He ran forward, his arm wrapping themselves round my neck.
‘Alright there little brother?’ I whispered holding him close. Since moving to London, to pursue my dream, I hardly saw him, the only times was when I was home for a weekend, or if he came down to visit. ‘Happy birthday!’ I continued.
‘So what did you get me?’ he asked cheekily. 
‘Ahaha things never change!’ I laughed before getting up and grabbing myself a drink. Since I was still on all the medication, it was just a coke, much to my disappointment. I walked back into the living room, where eventually the topic of conversation changed to my ‘accident’ and Cher.
‘So what’s going on with all that?’ my mum’s cousin Phil asked me. He was a maths teacher and had tutored me during my last year at high school.
‘She’s pleading not guilty, so when it goes to court, I’ll have to give evidence!’ I said, noting that the room had fallen quiet, waiting for my answer. 
‘When will that be?’ My granddad asked.
‘Sometime in the next month!’ I said wanting to change the topic. Unfortunately that wasn’t going to happen anytime soon.
‘Why did she do it? No-one knows! Not even the press!’ Adam, my mum’s youngest Cousin, asked.
‘Long story’ I shrugged. Everyone started throwing questions at me, all of them wanting to know the answer. Technically the only people in this room that knew WHY Cher had attacked me were me and my mum! The only people in this room that knew about me and Louis, were again me and my mum, we both wanted to keep it a secret a little while longer. The press had given up on that story, luckily they hadn’t caught a whiff of us living together yet. And again the only people in this room that knew exactly about what happened in the hospital afterwards were me, my mum, stepdad, grandma and granddad, auntie, uncle and great grandma. Not many then! My mum and auntie had decided not to tell my brother or cousins as at 10 and 13 they felt the three of them were still a bit young. I took a deep breath and began to explain. I glanced at my mum who nodded, smiling softly. She might not agree with it all moving so fast, but she liked Louis, and knew, deep deep down, that he would do anything to protect me. 
‘Well erm… where to start? You all know one direction?’ I looked around, several eager faces nodding back at me, ‘well, long story short, me and Louis are going out.’ I saw their mouths drop open. The look on Tia’s face said it all. I started laughing at all their expressions, before carrying on. 
‘So it was what? The day after I had broke my arm, so the day after my birthday, and me and Jess had gone to meet the boys and the rest of their girlfriends and friends. And everything was going good until a… unwanted visitor showed up. You all have heard about Cher!’ I said sighing. ‘Well she wanted Louis to herself, making sure no-one else could have him. She somehow knew about us and tried to get me to catch them ‘kissing,’ I said, using quotation marks with my hands around the word kissing. ‘But it didn’t work! So she did the only thing she could think of. She tried to get rid of me!’ I said summing everything up as quickly as I could. Even though it was a month ago, I was still a little raw on the subject. I looked around the room to see several shocked faces. 
‘What do you mean, get rid of you?’ Only my closest family knew exactly what happened in the hospital. The press didn’t know, I didn’t want the whole world to know I had died. ‘Everything I tell you stays in this room right!’ I told them, everyone nodding. My mum gave me a little smile before walking out of the room. I wanted to follow her but my family had the right to know. I took a deep breath and started to explain. 
‘I died.’ I stated simply. ‘I was dead for 7 minutes! They were going to try once more, and then give up. Luckily, their last attempt worked’ I looked around the room. Every single person was shocked. The people in the chairs were sat at the edges, listening for more. The people of the floor were using their hands to steady themselves. I needed to be alone so I stood up and made my way upstairs to my old room. I opened the door slowly, not knowing what to expect. I dint know if it would be the same or if my mum had redecorated. I poked my head through the door, looking around the room. It was exactly the same. I smiled before I walked in and sitting myself on the bed. I could hear everyone chatting downstairs. No doubt about the information they had just been given. I pulled out my phone and text Louis. 
-told my family! Hope you don’t mind x told them about Cher as well! Xx <3 G
I put my phone on my bed head as it had shelves coming out of it and walked around. When I moved to London I had packed mostly everything, but I had left some things. I walked around picking up several things on the floor. I had left the furniture as I had bought new stuff down south, but I had left several things of importance behind. Mainly silly little things such as old CD’S that I didn’t listen to anymore and soft toys, that I had since I was a baby. I was 17 when I moved. So I was still very young. I missed living here. Having a normal life. I picked up my year 11 signed shirt and read all the names on it. All the people that I would never see again, because I was doing something I loved. I couldn’t really complain, like I said, I was doing something I loved. I wasn’t forced into it, it was my decision. And I loved every single second of it. I heard ‘forever young’ blast out of my phone, indicating that I had a new message. I know, interesting song choice. Louis had changed it the other day, to let everyone know about my love for one direction.
-its ok gorgeous x kinda told mine as well “P how’s the arm? xxx <3 L 
‘I smiled before quickly texting back. 
-oh good “D and my arm’s fine thanks xxx <3 G
I put my phone back in my pocket before walking back downstairs. I had noticed that several people had left already. How long had I been up stairs? I looked at my watch, 1 HOUR! Bloody hell!
‘Georgia, your back! You ok?’ my mum asked me, walking up and putting her hand on my shoulder. I nodded and hugged her.
‘I’m off for a walk!’ I stated walking out of the hallway and through the kitchen and into the utility. I pulled on my uggs over my jeans and put on my thick Hollister hoodie. I walked out of my door and out of the drive, no idea where I was going. Luckily it had stopped raining and the sun was shining, but it was still cold. I walked along my road and towards the main street deciding to get a drink from the shop at the end. I had grabbed my iPod before I left so I plugged in the headphones and started listening to chasing cars by Snow Patrol. I walked into the shop and down the aisle with all the magazines. I picked up star and looked at the front page. 
WHATS HAPPENED CHER?
It read. I didn’t want to read it so I flicked through to the page I wanted. The who’s hot? Who’s not? Page. I looked through all the celebrities until I found the one I wanted. Liam and Amy. I smiled they really did make a cute couple. I was looking forward to their hen party in a couple of week’s time, just after the court hearing. They both didn’t want the hen and stag party to happen to close to the wedding in case something happened. I walked out of the shop after buying a hot chocolate and made my way to the park. It took me 5 minutes until I arrived, I went to sit down at the swings, the best part of any park. My iPod was still blasting out music as my thoughts went to Cher. What would happen in less than a month’s time when I had to face her in court. How was I meant to give evidence when there wasn’t any. It was my word against hers! Yes, they did have a few witnesses but what does that prove? The most that could happen to her anyway was 4 years in prison. Not very long, but hey, what can I do? I sat on the swing for a while longer just thinking about what I was going to say in court. After about half an hour I decided enough was enough and that I was going to go back home. Before I got up though I decided to check my phone, see if I had any texts. I pulled out my phone, I had 3 new messages. One from my mum, one from Louis and one from an unknown number. I opened the one from mum first. 
-hi, where are you? X 
I quickly replied saying I was on my way home, before opening the message from Louis.
-I’m really annoyed!! “( my little sister has eaten all the carrots! “S xxxx L
I laughed at his message. I quickly replied with a:
-“( oh dear x you’ll have to go out and get some more “D xxxx G
I opened the last message, I had purposely saved this one till last as I didn’t know who it was from. I opened it up and read it, the few worlds making my blood run cold, before I was sick on the floor. 

-JUST A LITTLE WARNING. HE WILL BE MINE AND I WILL WIN! YOU REALLY SHOULD HAVE DIED WHEN I PUSHED YOU OVER! ALSO AREN’T YOU A LITTLE TOO OLD FOR SWINGS? REMEMBER TO WATCH YOUR BACK GEORGIA YOU WONT KNOW WHATS HIT YOU IN COURT (IF YOU LIVE THAT LONG OF COURSE!!!) OH AND BTW IF I CAN’T HAVE HIM THEN NO ONE WILL!

I was shaking with fear. They didn’t have to put a name on the end; I knew exactly who had sent it. From being sick to now, a few seconds later, I had somehow ended up on the floor. I didn’t want to get up, I don’t think I would have been able to even if I wanted to. How did she know where I was? Was she here right now? She had been put on bail and had been told not to come near me, but would she really listen to that? A warning! No! She thinks she’s too good for that. I stayed where I was leant up against the wooded post of the swing. I felt really sick again but I knew that I wasn’t actually going to be sick. I picked up my phone, which had somehow fallen to the floor. I dialled my home number, praying to myself that someone would pick up quickly.

‘Hello?’

‘Mum! I need you to pick me up’ I said in-between sobs.

‘Georgia? Calm down. Tell me again slowly.’ she said confused.

‘Mum, please pick me up.’ the tears now falling at a very fast pace.

‘Where are you? She asked. I could hear her in the kitchen, grabbing her keys and pulling on her shoes.

‘The park’ I said simply.  She didn’t need to ask questions. She could tell I was upset.

‘I’m on my way’ then she put the phone down. I pulled my knees up to my chest, comforting myself. My phone still in my hand. I started rocking myself, not daring to look around. I didn’t know who might be there. I was absolutely terrified not only because she wished I was dead and possibly do anything to try and stop me and Louis being together but also because she knew where I was. If she was here now, she could easily try and ‘get rid of me again. Maybe even doing a better job than last time. I hugged my legs closer to my body which was still shaking.

I tried to stop the tears that were flowing from my eyes by using the back of my hand. I could hear footsteps getting nearer and nearer. I was too scared to look up, what if it was Cher coming to get me. My thoughts stopped there though as I soon heard shouting.

‘Georgia?’ my mum shouted walking along the path that led to the swings.

‘Here’ I whispered. My voice barely audible above the wind. I don’t know if my mum heard me, but soon afterwards she was there cuddling me asking me what happened. I didn’t answer I just pointed to my phone. I saw mum pick it up and read the message that was open. I saw her face turn white, her mouth now open in shock.

‘Come on’ she said softly, trying to pick me up. I stood up and leant against her while walking to the car.

 

I didn’t say a word the whole way home, when I walked into my house I dint talk to anyone, I just let my mum take me into the living room, letting her sit me down, bringing me a cup of tea. I curled up on the sofa, the tea warming my hands, just staring into space. I didn’t want to talk to anyone. I just wanted to be alone. My mum had shown the text to my auntie and grandma. Everyone one had gone now apart from my grandma, auntie and 2 cousins who were both in the play room with my brother and step dad, all playing on the wii.

‘What do we do?’ my grandma asked my mum. They were stood in the doorway, staring at me. I had been home for 1 hour, and I hadn’t moved. I hadn’t spoke, just cuddled my knees on the sofa. I hadn’t even drunk my tea. I had just used it to keep my hands warm. So many thoughts were running through my mind, that I completely ignored the rest of their conversation. I couldn’t deny it, I was absolutely terrified. If Cher knew where I was today, then she must have been following me. She could know where I lived, anything and everything. I closed my eyes, and let my thoughts drift through my mind. I was just in the verge of sleep before I felt a hand slowly shake my arm.

‘Georgia?’ I opened my eyes and looked at the person talking. ‘Darling, we’ve called the police their on their way now! Do you want me to call Louis?’ my mum continued as she stroked my arm, comforting me.

‘He’s out buying more carrots’ I stated softly, shaking my head. My mum looked at me confused, before looking at my auntie and grandma, the same look on their faces as well.

‘Ok? The police will be here soon’ she said, trying to look normal again. I sat up and stared at the wall again. What were the police going to do? They tried to lock her up once, and they failed. What makes them think they can do it again? I sighed, before letting my head hit the pillow beside me again. It was no use in trying to do anything. I daren’t go out in case I saw Cher. She’d stopped me from living.

I heard my mum walk away, leaving me alone with my thoughts. ‘How brilliant’ I thought to myself sarcastically. I didn’t move until the police came around 10 minutes later. Somewhere during that time my mum, grandma and auntie had all come and sat with me. My mum holding me close to her. They were talking but I tuned out a long time ago. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. I sat up, immediately thinking the worse. Cher?

‘Georgia! Calm down it’s just the police!’ my mum said getting up to get the door. I didn’t show any sign of relief that it was the police. To be totally fair, I didn’t want them here. What could they do?  My mum returned with 2 police officers. I lied back down, not showing any recognition again.

‘Georgia? We here to find out what happened!’ the female police officer said to me, bending down to eye level.  I shook my head, indicating that I didn’t want to talk about it. My mum handed the other police officer my phone, showing him the message.  I saw him read it, before handing it over to his colleague. He left the room, but I could still hear him talking on his radio. The female began talking to my mum.

‘How long has she been like this?’ my mum shook her head.

‘For a few hours!’ she muttered.

‘She’ll be ok. She’s just in shock. Has she spoken at all?’ the police woman asked concerned.

‘Yeah, I asked her if she wanted me to ring her friend, but she said he was out buying more carrots!’ I smiled at my mum, keeping quiet about me and Louis.

‘Does that make any sense to you?’ the woman asked. I saw my mum shake her head, worried about me.

‘I rang him and he’s on his way, he should be here soon. He knows more about all this than me. And if Georgia’s not talking, he’s the next best thing we have.’ Mum explained. Louis was coming. I saw my phone on the table and rushed to pick it up. I scrolled through the contacts, finding the one I wanted, totally oblivious to the looks everyone was giving me.  I pressed dial and waited for someone to answer.

‘Georgia?’ Louis asked me picking up his phone.

‘Careful! Cher’s around here somewhere!’ I said rushing a little hoping he could hear me.

‘I’ll be fine. I promise. I’m nearly there.’ He said. I felt the warmness return to my body as I heard him speak.

‘Please be careful.’ I whispered, getting scared again, remembering the death threat, for both of us.

‘I will!’ I could hear him smiling at the other end of the phone. He wouldn’t be smiling soon. I looked up from the sofa to see everyone staring at me.

‘What happened anyway? Your mum didn’t say much’ he asked still driving.

‘Cher happened!’ I stated softly. I could picture his expression changing.

‘What do you mean?’ he asked confused.

‘I’ll tell you when you get here. Just promise me you’ll be careful.’ I told him. He agreed before he put the phone down.  I threw my phone back on the table before curling back on the sofa. My mum, auntie and grandma were still staring at me, shocked as that was the most I had said in the last few hours.  The other police officer came in, putting away his radio.

‘I’ve got all the information from the station down in London. They want the message to be sent down to them, number and everything. We also need to do an interview, find everything out’ he said to the female. She nodded before making her way towards me.

‘Georgia, my name’s sally. I’m here to find out everything, ok?’ she said, trying to comfort me with her voice.  I nodded to show that I understood.

‘Ok, I need you to answer everything I ask you so we can help you ok?’ I nodded again, before waiting for her to continue. ‘Can you tell me where you were, when you received the text?’ she asked me, pulling out a notebook. I smiled; every police officer was the same, note book and all.

‘At the park, I needed some air; it was the first place I thought of!’ I said in the smallest possible voice.

‘So you didn’t plan with anyone to go there?’ I shook my head.  I saw her scribble something down in her notebook before looking back at me.

 ‘Do you know who sent it?’ she asked, already knowing the answer.

‘I’m guessing it’s Cher Lloyd.’ She nodded writing her name down.

‘Thought so.’ She mumbled, before reaching out for my phone. She scribbled down the number and what the message said before standing up and walking over to the male.  She started whispering something to him, indicating to her notebook several times.  After a few moments she walked back over and started talking again.

‘Thank you Georgia that should be enough for now. We are going to try and see if she’s still in the area. If she tries to get in touch again, or if you see her, anything, let us know’ I nodded, still not daring to use my voice.  I curled back on the sofa, closing my eyes for the umpteenth time.  Again I was nearly asleep before I heard a loud knock on the back door. I opened my eyes to find my auntie walking towards the door and into the hall. Several moments later I heard the loud footsteps of someone running through the kitchen, dining room and hall. I looked towards the door just in time to see a head pop out, looking a little agitated. As soon as I saw his face, I burst out crying all over again. He rushed over, arms out ready to comfort me.  I sobbed into his shoulder, letting his warmth take over.  He shushed me, while rocking my body from side to side. When he felt it was safe to do so, he asked me what was wrong. I pulled away from his embrace and showed him the message, watching his face go from pale to white as he read it.

‘I won’t let her hurt you, I promise.’ He whispered, pulling me in tighter.

‘I’m not worried about that; it’s the fact that she knows where I am. And also the fact about her saying that if she can’t have you no-one can.  I’m scared about her hurting you!’ I said holding on to his shoulder.

‘Don’t worry about me, I can look after myself’ he laughed trying to break the tension. We stayed like that until someone came in, carrying 2 cups for the both of us.

‘Thanks grandma,’ I smiled before introducing her to Louis. Not exactly the way I had hoped but hey, we can’t have everything.

‘Pleasure to meet you Mrs. Sloan’ he said, showing his serious side for once.

‘Oh please call me Kath’ she laughed.

‘Ok call you Kath’ ahhhh now there’s the Louis we all know and love.

‘Have you met my auntie?’ I asked him as my grandma walked out of the room.

‘The one who let me in? Yeah. Ruth’ He nodded. I suddenly remembered the conversation me and my cousin was having earlier.

‘One moment!’ I said getting up. ‘Don’t say anything about all this none of them know!’ I continued, indicating to the whole ‘Cher’ incident.  I walked out of the living room and walked towards the play room I opened the door just to hear loads of shouting and laughing.

‘Tia, Niamh, Aaron. I want you to meet someone.’ I said shouting above the noise.  I walked back into the living room, this time being followed by 3 little people.

‘Guys, this is Louis!’ I said introducing my brother and cousins to my boyfriend. He leaned forward to say hello, but only receiving some very… wired looks from the 3 of them. Tia was the first to speak.

‘You’re in one direction’ it wasn’t a question; she was more like stating a fact.

‘I am.’ Louis agreed, sounding very nervous.

‘Ahhhh, your Georgia’s boyfriend’ realisation dawned on her, a smile spreading across her face. Niamh and Aaron, both just stood there, confusion still plastered onto their faces.  Tia turned round to her sister and youngest cousin and started to explain. I laughed at her way of explaining, her being careful not to say anything about the hospital. Tia only knew about what happened in the hospital, she didn’t know why and she didn’t know about the message. Aaron and niamh knew nothing and I planned on keeping it that way. None of them needed to know that someone wanted to kill me.  I asked my brother to bring the wii in as my step dad had gone to go help my mum tidy up. A few moments later he came in, carrying everything, not having the thought to make more than one trip. Niamh rushed over to go help him, making sure nothing fell.  Me and Louis both set it up and after 15 minutes we were ready to play.  I went back into the play room to gather all the games, before taking them back into the room. I walked in to see all 4 of them laughing, Louis being chased by Tia, niamh and Aaron.

‘Careful of any walls’ I shouted, remembering when I didn’t. I put all of the games onto the table in the middle of the room.

I sighed as I sat down next to Louis, both of us finally forgetting the days’ incidents.

The five of us had decided to play we sing, Tia said that she didn’t want to play that, with ‘two professionals’ as she put it, but as soon as Louis started calling her chicken, she decided to play. 

As only four of us could pay at one time, Louis decided to sit out for the first song and we would rotate after each song. After a while the other three got bored leaving me and Louis alone to sing.  We had both decided to sing hey there Delilah as we both loved it and it was also Louis audition song.

Hey there Delilah
what’s it like in New York City?
I’m a thousand miles away
But girl, tonight you look so pretty
Yes you do
Times Square can’t shine as bright as you
I swear it’s true

We sang together, laughing the further we went. We soon finished the song, and we both collapsed onto the sofa from laughing so much. Louis face during the song was priceless.

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Louis stayed the night to make sure I was ok as I was still very shaken up, even though we both managed to forget about it all during the wii rampage. At around 11 o’clock after having a major catch up session of Eastenders on iplayer, Louis wasn’t a big fan; we both decided it was time for bed. I pulled him up from the large sofa, as he couldn’t be bothered to himself.

We walked upstairs and into my room. I pulled out my overnight bag and got changed. I walked into the bathroom to brush my teeth and to grab a glass of water so I could take all my pills. I walked back to find Louis looking at all my pictures plastered on to the walls. I put down the cup and walked over to him slowly.

‘Cool isn’t it’ I smiled, making him jump.

‘Yeah it is’ he smiled back once he had calmed down. He put his arm round my waist, holding me close as I explained who everyone was.

‘This is you?’ he scoffed looking at a picture from when I was 13. Let’s just say I wasn’t looking my best. I nodded embarrassed. I carried on showing him everyone, all the people most important to me back then. There were several photos of things that I loved, such as films and singers.

‘Pink hey?’ he asked as he noticed one of the calendar photo’s sitting just above the skirting board. I nodded, I LOVED pink. She was absolutely amazing. I expressed my opinions about her to Louis, not letting him get a word in edgeways. We walked back over to my bed, both of us sitting down. I took a deep breath before starting again, only to be stopped by a pair of lips on top of mine. Ahhhh I guess I was talking too much! I felt the warmth radiate from them, moving my lips in time with Louis’. I pulled away a little breathless, my eyes still closed. I rested my head against Louis, not wanting to break the moment. I slowly opened my eyes, just to see Louis with THE most stupid look on his face, sending me into a fit of hysterics again. Once I calmed down I walked back into the spare bedroom where I got a handful of pillows for the both of us. I threw them onto the bed, accidently hitting Louis in the face.

‘Oops sorry’ I laughed swallowing a mouthful of pills before swallowing the water. I plonked the cup back on my desk before pulling back the covers on my old single bed. Yeah single! How on earth were the both of us meant to sleep comfortably in a bed made for one person? I have no idea that’s how. I got in careful not to fall out, and watched as Louis did the same. Unfortunately he hadn’t known he was going to stay over so he was just in his boxers. I pulled the covers over our bodies, placing my head on his chest, making sure I didn’t take up to much room. We started talking softly, about the day’s events, both of us talking softly.

‘I’m scared Louis! What if she gets away, I won’t be able to handle her out there every second of the day, always having to watch my back.’ I whispered.

‘I promise she won’t hurt you again! And anyway there’s too much evidence against her, she’ll be put away. She broke her bail!’ he whispered back, stroking my hair as he did so. I closed my eyes, still talking until I slowly fell asleep, listening to Louis heartbeat.

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‘Careful!’ my mum said as I hugged her goodbye. Louis had returned home the following day, leaving me at home with my family for the next few days. Both of us scared about what Cher would do next. I had a phone call from the police, saying the police had caught up with Cher and she was now resting in a prison somewhere. She wouldn’t be bothering us again until the court hearing, which was just a few days away. As Louis had brought me and Jess up in his car I had no way of getting back to London as my car was still down there. Jess wasn’t coming home as she was still finishing up at college, so it was down to Louis again to bring me back. I pulled away from mum, letting her give me a kiss on my cheek. How embarrassing! Louis was parked up outside my house in his silver mini, ready to take us back to London. My parents were coming up for the court hearing, but were coming down in a few days, not wanting to spend any more time in London as possible. I had to go up early as I had an interview about the whole thing. Everyone wanting to get inside knowledge. Only a handful of people knew about the message, the press not being one of them luckily. They had caught on though that Cher was back in prison, god knows how though! I got into to the car and waved goodbye, remembering that I would see them in a few days. I watched as the house became smaller, my family becoming pinpricks against the brown brick wall.

After 4 hours of driving and talking we pulled up outside our apartment. We both got out and walked in through the doors. I was still getting used to living here as I was so used to living by myself or with Jess, not Louis and here. I put my bag on the floor and kicked of my shoes, waiting for Louis to walk in after locking up the car. He closed the door behind him before joining me on the sofa, both of us watching the TV.

‘So what should I say tomorrow?’ I asked him, my head on his chest.

‘I don’t know? They’re going to want to know everything aren’t they, but I don’t know what we can’t tell them!’ he explained playing with my hair. 

‘What about us? They’re going to want to know about that.’ I sighed.

‘Tell them. We have nothing to hide’ he smiled, bending down to kiss me.

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I woke up that morning from a very troubled sleep. I hardly slept as I was worried for the interview and also the following day- court!

I was currently sat In the back of a car with my publicist who was telling me what I could and couldn’t say.

‘You can say anything you want except anything about the message! That is a big no no.’ I laughed as she said this until I got a glare, her head popping up from her iPad. I quickly stopped and listened again to what she was saying. ‘There going to know by tomorrow anyway. You can answer question on her to some extent, like if they ask you what it was about, you can say but that’s up to you. What are you going to do if they ask about you two?’ she stopped, referring to me and Louis, looking at me again for an answer.

‘Erm… I don’t know it depends if it’s asked or not’ I answered slowly. That was one good thing about Lauren, she knew that what I said was up to me, she always made sure I was comfortable.  She nodded, typing something quickly, which made a loud beeping noise come out of her Ipad. 

‘Right then. It’s also up to you if you want to talk about what happened in the hospital. Obviously they know about the arm but the rest……’ she stopped; she looked out of the window and announced that we were here. I got out of the car and looked up at the building before me. I had no idea where I was. I never really knew but oh well, I was here now. I walked in and waited with Lauren until someone came and showed us where to go. We were left outside a door, where the man walked through but told us to stay here.

‘It’ll be ok. I’ll be here anyway’ she announced again, giving my shoulder a squeeze. The man came back and ushered us in to the unknown room. There before me was a room full of people, with laptops, ipads, cameras, Dictaphones. You name it, it was there. I walked towards the table where there were 2 chairs. One for me and one for Lauren. I pulled it out and sat down waiting for it all to start.

‘Ready?’ she whispered looking at me. I gave a quick nod before looking back at the audience.

‘We’re ready’ she said into the microphone. The buzz of people talking filled the room. I could hear the click of cameras and the see the flashes going off from the back of the room. I took a deep breath before Lauren picked the 1^st person to speak.  The male introduced himself as Calvin Higgins from the sun.

‘Georgia! How are you?’ he asked making polite conversation.

‘I’m fine thanks’ I smiled back.

‘Oh good. Now can you tell us why you were put in the hospital to begin with?’ Ahhhh now here comes the nity gritty part. What to say?

‘I was pushed by Cher, as you all know. That was it really’ I said giving a suitable answer.

‘Can you elaborate on why she pushed you’ he asked getting a little pushier. I closed my eyes not wanting to ‘elaborate’

‘Erm… we had a little disagreement!’ I said, opening my eyes and feeling a hand on my shoulder, trying to comfort me.

‘What about?’ another person chipped in! I took a deep breath knowing that I would have to answer at some point.

‘Louis Tomlinson!’ I said as strongly as I could. The man that had asked me the second question looked slightly taken back at my answer clearly not expecting that, so did the rest of the room actually.

‘Why?’ several people shouted out.

‘We’re going out!’ I said smiling softly. There it was out! We didn’t have to hide anymore.

‘How does that all involve Cher?’ someone else asked causing the room to fall silent once again.

‘She wanted him for herself, going to any extreme to get what she wants!’ I explained.

‘So she pushed you in hope of what?’ what a stupid question I thought.

‘To hurt me’ I said bluntly. ‘And she did in more ways than one!’ I continued holding up my arm.

‘What do you mean?’ a female with short blonde hair asked.

‘How many people in this room can say they were clinically dead for 7 minutes, having doctors spend that time trying to get their heart beating again?’ I asked waiting for the response. I held my hand up showing that I was the only one.

‘When Cher pushed me I fell on to the floor, banging my head rendering me unconscious. The Doctors put me into a medically induced coma, hoping to save my life, except I had other ideas. I tried to wake myself out of it, which caused my heart to stop. The doctors actually gave up, saying that the last time they tried to get it going again, would be their last. I managed though somehow!’ I said remembering the conversation with my great granddad. I heard the cameras stop clicking, indicating that no photos were being taken. I blinked back tears that were forming in my eyes, before looking around the room. Every single eye was staring at me. No one was doing anything. I heard Lauren cough beside me, getting everyone attention.

‘Last question!’ she announced.

‘Do you think you’ll win the court case?’ someone shouted out.

‘I have no idea! Hopefully!’ I said. I hope we did, I really really hope we did and then there would be no more Cher to watch out for.

‘Good luck’ she replied nodding.

‘Thanks, I said before standing up and leaving the room, glad to get rid of all that tension. It came back all too quickly though when I realised what was happening tomorrow.

I arrived home extremely tired and just wanting to go to sleep, but when I walked in there before me was Louis cooking dinner, causing me to smile.

‘And what do you think you’re doing?’ I asked walking over to him and putting my arms around him.

‘Cooking, badly’ he said aiding us both to laugh. ‘How was it?’ he asked referring to the interview while stirring the pasta. I shrugged, before explaining.

‘I told them about us,’ I stated. ‘I also told them about the hospital!’ Turning round and getting a glass of milk.

‘How did they take it?’ be asked meaning back against the counter.

‘Not too bad, they were shocked when I told them why Cher was after me and they all were REALLY shocked about me dying’ I said emphasising really. He nodded before coming over to me and wrapping his arms around me, bending his head to kiss mine. He pulled away after 5 minus of standing there, just being in each other’s arms. He started dishing out the pasta on to two plates before walking over to the microwave. Cauliflower cheese with double cheese was placed onto of the pasta. How…. interesting.

‘At least there’s no carrots’ I said getting out the knife and forks for us both. I saw a smirk appear on his face.

‘Oh no!’ I groaned.

‘Oh yes!’ he smiled cheekily. ‘Pasta with cauliflower cheese with more cheese and carrots. That sounded … nice. We both went and sat down at the dining room table. It was the only familyish thing we did, eating at the table together, something we both enjoyed. After eating that delightful meal, actually it really was nice, I cleared away the plates and went to go join Louis on the sofa. We watched a film that was on, both of us not really paying attention to it. He bent his head and started kissing me softly, our lips moved in sync. It became more urgent, passionate. He moved his body closer to mine as I did the same to him. I lifted my arms and pulled his head closer, tangling my hands in his hair. He pulled away and quickly picked up my hand before pulling me towered the bedroom, both of us knowing where all this was heading. We both collapsed onto the bed, still joined at the lips. I lifted his top off above his head, revealing his nice toned chest. He leant down to kiss me again, lifting my top off over my head as we did so.

 

 

I lied in bed the next morning, a soft glow around me. Louis lied next to me snoring softly. I pulled back the covers and walked towards the en suite. I turned on the shower and turned up the heat. I had always loved warm showers. They helped relieve the tension that had been building up over the days. I put a clear bag around my arm before getting in. I stood in there for around 10 minutes before hopping out and wrapping a towel around my body and hair. I walked back out to the bed room just to see Louis fast asleep. I giggled to myself quietly, careful not to wake him up. I wanted to surprise him. I walked over to iphone, which was charging on its docking station. I quickly chose a loud song, which just happened to be so what by pink. I moved the little circle in the timeline to halfway across and I turned the volume as high as it would go before pressing play. I stood back and enjoyed the little performance Louis did waking up. He must have jumped up about 50 foot in the air, letting out a very girly scream before landing again. I couldn’t help but laugh. Once he had finally had found out what had happened, he turned the music off and looked at me evilly.

‘I’d run if I were you!’ he warned.

‘Hey, remember the last time!’ I said waving my right arm, while holding my towel up with the other. 

‘I’ll get you back’ he laughed before getting up and walking into the bathroom, a slight smirk on his face. By the time he had come back I was already dressed. I had decided on a trouser suit, as I wanted to look smart and get a good impression across. It was plain black, with a white shirt underneath. I watched Louis get dressed into a black shirt and black suit, both looking very nice on him. He pulled me close to him, before locking his lips onto mine.

‘Ready?’ he asked as I pulled away. Was I?

‘I don’t know. But I suppose it’s now or never isn’t it!’ I said holding him close. Suddenly there was a knock at the door indicating that the boys were at the door. My mum, dad and Jess were meeting us at court. I walked over to the door and opened it, just to find 4 boys, all in suits.

‘Well don’t we look smart!’ I laughed, trying to make light of the situation.

‘How you feeling?’ Liam asked as he pulled me in for a hug.

‘Absolutely terrified!’ I said honestly. 

‘Don’t be! We’re all here for you’ Niall said doing the same as Liam. Zayn and harry both did the same before we made our way to court. After a very silent 20 minute car journey, we were there. I looked out of the window to see the place swarming with press. Brilliant.

‘Ready?’ Louis asked repeating himself from earlier.

‘Nope!’ I sighed getting out of the car. I turned around to see my parents and Jess stood just in the doorway. As soon as he ran straight into the arms of his girlfriend, not caring about the press.

‘They really are sweet aren’t they?’ Liam said as he got out of the car.

‘Yeah but not as sweet as me’ Zayn said laughing. I laughed along. Typical Zayn. 

‘Ahaha’ Liam laughed sarcastically, causing me to laugh even harder, also helping me to take my mind of the day ahead of us.

‘They  remind me of you both with Amy and heather’ I laughed before walking over to my parents giving them both a hug.

‘Hey sweet heart’ my mum said as she held me tight. The boys joined us as I was hugging Jess.  I looked at my watch. 10.19.

‘Let’s do this!’ I said walking towards the large wooden doors which led me to my future.

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‘Calling Georgia Heppell up to the witness box please.’ I stood up and walked over to a large wooden box. Ok, now I was absolutely terrified. I looked across the room to see a very smug looking Cher sat in the opposite box. She was dressed all in orange making her look like a carrot. Poor Louis.  She had no makeup on, which actually didn’t make her look that bad, but her hair was greasy and her extensions were falling out. She had large bags under her eyes and she looked really tired, I looked away not wanting her to get inside my head.

‘Can you tell us what happened on the 25^th of April please?’ The judge asked me. I recalled the day’s events from walking up, the interview and then the actual incident.

‘Ok thank you. Now what were your actual injuries?’ the woman beside me asked trying to get all the evidence she needed to help back me up. She was my lawyer, fighting for me, trying to get every possible inch of what could help us win the case. 

‘I had to have emergency surgery on my arm as when I was pushed I landed on my already broken arm. I also technically died for several minutes’ I explained staying strong. I glanced over at Cher when I was saying this, hoping she would show some kind of guilt, anything. But instead she looked smug; I suppose she explained everything with the message though.

‘Very good, not that you died but- oh you know what I mean!’ she said before carrying on. ‘Were there any long lasting effects?’ she asked again.

‘I am currently taking several different forms of medication from painkillers to one helping my bones to set, one to make sure I don’t react to the metal pins in my arm, another for my headaches which I now get from the fall and one for my heart-to make sure it’s still working like it should be.  I also need to have 2 more operations in the future to remove all the pins in my arm and to make sure everything is back to normal.’ I explained.

‘Now, you received a threatening message,’ she paused. ‘Is this correct?’

‘Yes’ I said simply.

‘Source A’ she said turning to the judge, sat at the top of a high desk. The judge looked at my lawyer and then towards a piece of paper sat just to the left of her. She read it to herself before reading aloud. Cher looked smug, she knew she had written it. Like I said when I received it, it was pretty obvious who had sent it.  I looked towards the large array of seats against the back wall where my parents, Jess and the boys were sitting. I locked eyes with Louis who gave me a comforting look. Jess was sat there, Harry’s arm wrapped around her, while shooting daggers at Cher. I laughed at her face, her not noticing me staring. I turned my head back round to face my lawyer. The judge was still reading the message once she had finished, my lawyer turned back round and started asking questions again.

‘This message was sent to you while you were at the village park?’ she asked.

‘Yeah’ I said nodding my head.

‘Did anyone else know you were going there?’ she asked again.

‘No. I hadn’t told anyone, it was a spur of the moment thing.’ My lawyer nodded slowly while writing things down. I saw Cher look at me, a look of disgust plastered onto her pale face.

‘So that means that the accused must have followed you, seeing as she was arrested there, for her to know you were ‘on the swings’ as the message says?’ I nodded in response.

‘That is all for the moment, thank you’ she said before dismissing me from the box. I walked back over to my seat which was opposite Cher’s. I looked at her, she actually looked proud of what she had done! I shook my head, not even bothering to hide how annoyed I was. I sat through the next half hour of Cher’s testimony. Her denying absolutely everything. As there was a few witnesses for the 1^st incident-when she pushed me- but as none of them had actually seen her face, only the back of her head as she ran away, she could easily deny it. It was my word against hers. The message on the other hand was a lot harder for her to do. She got round it though by saying that someone set her up. The police had traced the message back to her phone, but they had no actual proof that she had sent it. BUT the message said thing’s that only she knew.

I sat back, closed my eyes and listened to the lies flooding out her mouth like there was no stopping them. How she was with friends the day SHE pushed me. The police bad checked them, and stupidly they checked out. More lies. Apparently she had had her phone stolen, but never reported it. Funny really, don’t you think? How somehow both things link to her in one way or another. Coincidence? She seems to think so. I on the other hand don’t.

‘How do you explain the 2 links that both somehow link back to you?  Pushing my client and then no more than 6 weeks later, she receives a text message that was sent by your phone, saying things that only the attacker would know. The press never published anything about her dying. So the sender of this message would have to have inside information.’ my lawyer asked Cher. She looked at me, her eyes gleaming as she thought up an excuse.

‘How many times for I have to tell you? I didn’t do either and for the inside information? I have no idea.’ she replied, keeping calm and with a smug look lining her face.

‘If you didn’t do either, then how do you explain the message being sent from your phone?’ my lawyer asked again.

‘My phone was stolen. I never reported it though because it was just a tacky old thing.’ Cher said still staring at me. My lawyer scribbled something down on her notepad, before looking back at Cher.

‘Why would someone set you up?’ my lawyer asked curiously.

‘I have my idea’s’ Cher smirked, an evil sort of smile placed on her face.

‘We’re waiting’ my lawyer said impatiently. Cher didn’t need to speak, for anyone to get what she was getting at, she knew this as well. Instead she lifted up her right arm and pointed it my way, earning several gasps as she did so.

‘ME? Oh My God, Are you really that stupid? Why the hell would I do that?’ I half screeched, half shouted at her, while standing up to show how annoyed I was.

‘Sit down please’ the judge shouted my way. I sat down, crossing my arms in a huff, acting like a 2 year old that couldn’t have any sweets. I refused to look at Cher, I could just picture how smug she’d look. Instead I looked at my family and friends. All looked as shocked as I felt.

‘And why would my client do that?’ my lawyer asked Cher, continuing with the questioning, the only reason why we were actually there.

‘Because she’s jealous.’ Cher said simply. I still refused to look at her, if I did I might just say something I would regret!

‘And why would that be?’  She asked again.

‘She doesn’t like the fact that her boyfriend doesn’t want her anymore, I mean who would-‘ Louis cut her off. I looked over to see he was on his feet, trying to climb over the bars separating the seats from the proceedings. Harry and Liam were trying to stop him, pulling him back.

‘HOW THE HELL DO YOU FIGURE THAT OUT?’ He shouted trying to pull away from harry and Liam’s grip. Luckily they managed to keep him back, I looked at him, pleading for him to calm down and sit. Someone got there before me though.

‘LOUIS TOMLINSON! IF YOU DON’T CALM DOWN RIGHT NOW, YOU WILL BE OUT OF HERE!’ the judge shouted, causing the people nearest her to cover their ears. Louis slumped back in his chair, a look of pure disgust on his gorgeous face.  I gave him a comforting smile, showing that what Cher had said didn’t bother me. He smiled back, mouthing something to me.

‘Love you’ it’s a good job I can mouth read. I mouthed the same thing back, before turning my attention back to what was being said.

‘Please carry on, this time without insulting a member of the room!’ my lawyer said, turning back to Cher. She looked very happy with herself, she knew exactly how to wind people up.

‘I’ll try. As I was saying, he doesn’t want her anymore. He wants me’ Cher said grinning. She seriously wasn’t right in the head. I watched as Louis stood up, he mouthed that he was sorry but instead of having another go at Cher like he did before, he became the better person and walked out. Niall followed out, making sure his best friend was ok.  I took a deep breath to calm down. This was a lot more draining than I had originally thought. 

Eventually the questioning had finished. Cher had told the court how I had sent the text from my phone, to set her up. Apparently I felt threatened by her as Louis liked her better. The pushing incident wasn’t talked about again. Now we had to wait. Luckily for us they had decided to decide on the verdict then, so that it would get resolved quicker. The jury walked out to go and make a decision, leaving me able to go and find Louis, make sure he was ok. I walked out of the room, glad to be more than 10 meters away from Cher. I walked through the large oak doors, and walked down the long corridor. There on two of the several seats lining one of the walls, sat Louis and niall. They were both just sat there talking as if everything was normal. Louis had his back to me, so he didn’t see me as I walked up. Niall looked up to see me creeping towards Louis. I pulled my finger to my lips, indicating for him to keep quiet. I sneaked up, before jumping on his back, causing him to jump like he did this morning.

‘Twice in one day’ I laughed high fiving niall as Louis calmed down.

‘Like I said before I will get you back!’ he laughed pulling me onto his knee. I smiled at him before hearing several voices file into the corridor. I looked behind me to see everyone walking towards us. I waited until they reached us before getting up to hug everyone individually.

‘Are you ok?’ Louis asked me as I walked back over to him.

‘I’m fine’ I assured him.

‘Sure?’ he asked, raising his eye brows, making everyone laugh.

‘Sure!’ I said once I had stopped.

‘Don’t believe what she said, none of its true!’ he whispered into my ear.

‘I don’t believe anything that comes out of her mouth. She’s not right in the head’ I said to him, as he held me close. We carried on talking for the next half hour until someone called us back into the room we were in before.

‘Good luck’ Louis said kissing me. I hugged everyone again, everyone saying the same thing as Louis. I left them to go in through the other door, before I walked in. I took a deep breath, letting my hand hover over the door knob, not knowing if I wanted to find out what was going to be said.

I walked in, with my head held high. I knew she was going to be put away for sometime as she broke bail, but that could be as little as a few months. It all depended on whether she would be charged for attempted manslaughter.  I looked at all my family and friends. Each one giving me a comforting smile. I sat in the chair opposite Cher, she looked happy, like she knew what was going to happen. ‘Don’t get your hopes up bitch’ I thought to myself, hoping that the result would be in my favour. I sat and waited for the judge to walk back in. several thoughts flew through my mind. All from good to bad. Myself still not knowing which way the jury would sway. The judge walked in, making everyone stand up. She sat down herself, signalling that everyone else could. Then just as we were sitting down the jury walked back in, obviously coming to a conclusion. They all sat down, having to wait for the judge to start.

‘Earlier on we were in here to discover what actually happened on the afternoon of the 25^th of April. There was also the added incident of the threatening message. The jury have come to a decision, deciding on the verdict and the charge, if there happens to be one’ the judge aid with authority. I closed my eyes, while talking a deep breath to help calm me down. I had my hands on my thighs, my hands sweating as I was nervous. I heard someone stand up and cough to let people know he was  about to talk.

‘We have all decided on the verdict, and the majority have decided on……… not guilty.’ The male spoke. I heard several gasps fill the silence of the room. I daren’t open my eyes, too scared to see the expressions on Cher’s face.

‘As there was little evidence to support either case. But as the accused broke bail she will be in prison for a minimum of 6 months, with no parole.’ A little justice? Maybe, I have no idea. I was still sat in shock. I had been so convinced that she would be found guilty, I didn’t imagine what I would be like if she wasn’t.  I heard a little laugh coming from opposite me. I wasn’t a laugh of relief, or a laugh that you give when you’re nervous. It was a more of a snigger. She was laughing at my unfortune, no sympathy visible in it. Not that I would expect it coming from her. I opened my eyes to see her smirking at me. I knew what I wanted to do, but I knew that I couldn’t. Before I could even say anything, 2 prison guards walked up to her, pulling her down the steps towards the van to take her wherever she was going. My lawyer gave me a sympathetic smile, showing how sorry she was. I gave her a little nod of thanks before getting up and walking out of the room. I leaned against the door and slumped down onto the floor. I should be happy, she was going away for 6 months but it was for a totally different reason. I hadn’t got justice for the fact that she left me for dead. At the time, yeah she might not have meant to push me, but she still did. She still sent that message telling me that she wished I was dead. Still vowing to hurt me and/or Louis. I felt the tears fall down my face. I couldn’t  be bothered to wipe them away so I just let them fall. I wrapped my arms round my knees, holding them close to me. the glow from this morning long gone. I started to hear several pairs of footsteps head towards me. I didn’t need to look up to know who they were, but I did anyway. There walking towards me, Louis at the front, were several people that meant the world to me. I might have only known Louis and the boys for a few months but it felt like I had known them all my life. How cliché! Jess was smitten with harry and despite everything that had been thrown at us me and Louis were stronger than ever. I pulled myself up and threw myself into Louis arms, crying into his shoulder. Eventually everyone else joined in, resulting in a mass group hug. I felt someone wipe away the tears. I looked up to see Louis smiling at me, still surrounded by everyone.

‘I’m sorry’ he whispered. 

‘It’s not your fault.’ I whispered back, placing my lips on the end of his nose. Everyone else pulled away, leaving me and Louis cuddled against each other. I could hear everyone talking, but I was still too focused on Louis. At that moment, it felt like there was just us two in the world. Both of us not a care in the world, except for each other. I heard someone cough in the background, breaking us both from the trance we were in.

‘Right then! What shall we do now?’ I asked happily. Everyone turned to stare at me, the look of curiosity on their face.

‘What?’ I asked confused.

‘Are you ok?’ niall asked me in the same tone that I had used.

‘Yeah! Why wouldn’t I be?’ I wondered.

‘Because Cher just got away!’ I sighed. Of course.

‘That’s exactly why I’m acting like this. I have 6 months before she gets out. In that time, I don’t have to keep looking over my back. I don’t have to be scared that someone will try and kill me again. I have to live for the moment, we only get one chance at life.’ I said wisely, feeling proud of myself. I looked around again, just to see the same expression on everyone’s face. Ahhhh I guess people didn’t expect me to be so philosophical.  ‘Well it’s true’ I laughed, returning to my normal self.  We walked out of the building just to be met by the press. Suddenly a load of questions were being shouted at me. I decided now was a good enough time to say something, hoping that they would back of a little if I did. I opened my mouth to show that I wanted to talk, everyone quietening down as I did so.

‘It wasn’t the verdict that anyone us wanted I can assure you, but I just have to get on with my life. It isn’t justice but 6 months is better than nothing right?’ I sighed. ‘I just need to forget, it’s not normally something I do, I normally forgive than forget, but in this case I’m going to do the forgetting rather than the forgiving.’ I held on to Louis hand the whole time, glad that the world finally knew about us both. We all walked towards the overly large car, maybe more like mini bus, and got in. I was ready to sleep now. I had had a busy day and I just needed to relax. Ready for the weekend when it would be Amy and Liam’s hen and stag do. If only things were that easy….

I pulled on my dress, pulling the hem down my thighs. I was getting ready for Amy’s hen party. I went over to sit down by my dressing table to sort out my hair and makeup. Louis was currently in the shower getting ready for Liam’s stag do. I didn’t know where they were going as none of the boys had told their girlfriends in case one of us told Liam. We were all going to start in a club in the centre of London called sugga before moving on to others. I had picked out a pale pink and white corsage dress with a jewelled flower in the top right hand corner. Something pretty yet not too dressy. My iPod was blasting out the Katy Perry songs, making me dance along. I just got up to start probably dancing when I heard a cough behind me causing me to spin round embarrassed.
‘Disturbing something?’ Louis asked me cheekily. My cheeks went bright red, while I sat down and continued to get ready in silence. Louis continued to laugh, singing along. I joined in until we were both belting out the lyrics while getting ready. Once the song had finished we waited for the next one before belting that one out as well. Once we had both finished getting ready, Louis in a pair of beige trousers and a white Hollister top, we both made our way downstairs and into the living room. We both had a good half hour until our respective parties were picking us up. I plonked myself down on the brown sofa before pulling out a book and began reading.
‘Harry potter? Again?’ Louis asked looking at the book in my hand.
‘Mmph’ I nodded, carrying on reading.
‘God your obsessed!’ he laughed sitting next to me.
‘I know’ I said carelessly. ‘But you still love me! ‘
‘That I do!’ he said bending his head to kiss me on the forehead. 
Suddenly the door bell rang, causing us to break apart. I rushed up to open the door, revealing several girls, all looking absolutely gorgeous. Since Amy was having 2 hen parties, only the people from London were stood there. Laureen had decided on a black dress with a jewelled waist line. Jennifer was wearing a dazzling white corsage dress, with a black band which showed off her amazing figure. Jessica was in a long empire floral dress with a lace trim, which showed off her slender legs. Jennie was wearing a beautiful pink jewelled gathered dress, niamh in a white strapless jewelled pocket dress, Gemma in a sculpted purple dress, Rosie had decided upon a vintage baby doll beaded white dress, Amy was in a pink beaded shoulder dress with a dark pink hen party banner wrapped around her waist, heather was in a beaded waist colour block dress: which looked gorgeous on her thin frame and lastly Jess was in a jewelled chiffon Grecian dress. 

Once I had greeted them all I hugged Louis goodbye before heading off with them. Since we had all helped plan it, we knew exactly what we were doing and what to expect. There waiting in front of our apartment was a very long stretch limo, the door open waiting for us all to get in. We all pilled in, all of us being careful of our dresses. Once we were settled we all grabbed a glass of champagne and got chatting about absolutely anything. Jess was too busy talking about harry to anyone who would listen while Rosie was too busy talking about her new boy friend. I chipped in where I could, not wanting to be anti-social. Since the whole court thing I had tried to put on a brave face and It had fooled several people, but the people close to me could see straight through it. It wasn’t that I was unhappy; it was because I was scared that she’d want revenge when she got out. I took a large gulp of the champagne and made myself forget about Cher! Tonight was about having fun, not spending all my time worrying!

The limo pulled up outside the first club- sugga- letting us all get out. As we were well known AND on the guest list we didn’t need to queue, we could just walk in. Oh the advantages of being famous! The atmosphere felt great. There were large sofas scattered all over the room, several been bags as well. We walked over to a sofa with a table in front of it that was big enough for the 11 of us. Rosie had asked us all what we wanted to drink and was currently stood over at the bar with Jess and heather for help. The music was pounding in our ears, making it very hard to hear. I was sat next to Amy and Jennie, who were both talking to Jessica, Jennifer, Laureen, niamh and Gemma. We weren’t talking about anything exciting, mainly what we hoped the night would bring.
‘I really need to find a man! I’ve been single too long’ Gemma shouted above the noise. ‘you know it’s been too long when your best friend is getting marries’ she laughed nudging Amy who was also laughing. 
‘I’m perfectly happy with my man thanks’ Amy laughed along.
‘bloody good job as that’s why we’re here!’ I giggled the champagne from earlier starting to get to my brain. Good job I had gone of the medication for a bit, mainly just for tonight so I could drink. 
‘I need a man’ Laureen whined sulkily, talking a sip of the champagne she had snuck out of the limo. 
‘same! Hopefully tonight though girls’ Jennie shouted loudly, causing us all into a fit of giggles again. by this point, heather, Rosie and Jess had returned with the drinks. I had chosen a Smirnoff ice seeing as I hadn’t had one in such a long time. I pulled out the straw and took a long gulp. 
‘ahhhh bliss!’ I smiled. 
‘so how long are we staying here?’ heather asked in her thick scouser accent. 
‘what? Getting bored already?’ niamh laughed at her friend.
‘nooo! I just don’t want to get seriously drunk here if we’re going somewhere else!’ heather giggled like I had done before. 
‘OMG I love this song’ Jessica shouted standing up, nearly knocking over several drinks in the process. She grabbed the nearest people hands and pulled them towards the dance floor, weather they wanted to dance or not. The song in question was take it off by ke$ha! I must admit it was a good song. The poor people forced to dance with Jessica was Jennie and Amy, both who were actually dancing along just as much as Jessica. Laureen and Gemma both got up to start dancing as well. I watched them enjoying themselves while taking small sips of my drink. Jess, Rosie and niamh were all talking at the other end of the table leaving me and heather to talk. 
‘how are you and Zayn going?’ I asked being nosy.
‘amazing!’ she smiled happily.
‘bet you’re glad he spilt coffee down you know!’ I laughed, remembering the story of how they got together.
‘just a little’ heather chuckled loudly. I noticed Jess, Rosie and niamh had moved closer so we decided to talk to them for a while. A good 5-6 songs later, the others returned slightly sweaty and very out of breath. I laughed at them all gulping their drinks down, Laureen and Gemma going back to the bar to buy more drinks.
‘tell us about this audition you’re having then?’ Jennifer asked Jessica, as she placed her empty bottle back on the table.
‘oh right, it for a small part in a movie, nothing major!’ Jessica shrugged.
‘nothing major? My arse. You’re going to be in a movie’ Amy screeched, causing us all to laugh again, the alcohol definitely getting the better of us. We sat and talked for a while longer before we all stood up and went over to the dance floor when one of one direction’s songs came blaring out. How ironic. We were all stood on the dance floor acting like maniacs. I started dancing to only girl by Rihanna, loosing myself in the song. We all held hands and jumped up to emphasise that we were having a good time. after several more songs I went and sat down at the bar as we had lost our table and seats when we got up to dance. I ordered us all several drinks, handing them to each girl as they came by. I noticed that Laureen and Gemma had disappeared from the group. I looked around to find them both attached to 2 different guys’ lips. I laughed at how their wish had come true from earlier. I watched the rest of the girls doing different dance moves, all of them acting stupid. I waited for all the drinks to be gone, so some stranger didn’t spike them, before grabbing Niamh’s hand and dragging her to the toilet with me.
‘scarred to go on your own?’ she laughed a little drunk.
‘no I just don’t want to get lost’ I slurred laughing as well. We had been in sugga well over 2 hours and we were all a little tipsy. We both quickly went to the toilet before joining the others again. Laureen and Gemma still with the boys from earlier. A slightly slow song came on so we all thought it would be funny to grab a partner and slow dance. I was with Jessica, Jess was with Amy, Jennie was with Rosie and niamh was with Jennifer, resulting in heather being by herself. 
‘aww heather! Does no one love you?’ any giggled, holding on to Jess.
‘don’t be mean’ heather giggled. 
‘yeah it’s not her fault if no-one loves her!’ Jennifer laughed.
‘oh come here’ I laughed pulling away from Jessica. The three of us danced together, holding each other close while dancing like lunatics. Laureen and Gemma joined us after a while, leaving the boys from earlier behind somewhere.
‘having fun?’ I asked Laureen cheekily, raising my eye brows as I did.
‘I don’t know what you mean!’ she laughed dancing along. After several more dances I went and sat back over by the bar, this time only ordering myself a drink. We were planning on going to another club after a few more song. I payed for my drink and sat back, looking at my group of friends having a good time. 
I took a gulp of my drink before placing it back on the bar. I diverted my eyes from the girls to the rest of the club, where I could see several drunk girls dancing around, all them hardly wearing anything at all. A group of boys were sat in corner also looking very drunk. I carried on looking round, my eyes resting on a male further down the bar. I knew him from somewhere, he had his head in his hands, a half empty glass of beer sat in front of him. He lifted up his head so I could see his face. ‘Of course’ I thought to myself as I realised who it was. I got up of my chair and walked over and sat in the empty chair next to him. 
‘Tom?’ I asked looking at the male, his head lifting up, his Grey eyes staring into mine. 
‘Georgia?’ he asked. I smiled, glad that he remembered who I was. Tom was the photographer at the interview and photo-shoot that took place the same day that I ended up in hospital because of Cher. He pulled me into a friendly hug before sitting back down. 
‘How are you?’ He asked ‘Apart from the obvious!’ He laughed looking at my arm. 
‘I’m doing ok thanks’ I laughed. ‘You?’ I asked back. 
‘Well I’ve been better’ He said looking down at the floor. 
‘Why?’ I asked. 
‘My girlfriend just broke up with me’ He sighed. 
‘Oh I’m sorry!’ I said sounding a little embarrassed. ‘How long ago? Oh god. Sorry I’m being really nosy’ I laughed. 
‘Don’t worry about it’ He smiled, ‘And about….10 minutes ago!’ He laughed looking at his watch. 
‘Oh!’ I said awkwardly. We chatted for a little while longer, both of us getting to know more and more about each other. Suddenly I grabbed his hand and pulled him up.
‘What are you doing?’ He bewildered. 
‘Letting you have a good night instead of a shit one’ I smiled dragging him over to the girls. We didn’t know each other very well, but he might as well come and party with us instead of moping around by himself. I introduced him to everyone, all of them now VERY drunk. Tom got pulled in by Amy and Niamh. I noticed that Jennifer couldn’t keep her eyes of him, hmmm I have to set them up at some point. Jennifer had recently spilt up with her childhood boyfriend and was in desperate needed a good time. We all danced along, Tom totally forgetting all about his ex girlfriend. After a while of dancing I suddenly had an idea. I rushed over to the bar, bought 2 bottles of champagne and asked for 12 glasses, one for each of us. I handed out the glasses, and pulled the cork out of the champagne bottles. I filled each glass with the liquid before placing the bottles on a nearby table. 
‘OI, EVERYONE LISTEN UP’ I shouted standing up on the table where the bottles were. The whole club quieted down, letting me be heard. Oh Jesus I wasn’t expecting the whole club to quieten down, only my friends. Even the music had stopped. I coughed a little, clearing my throat. 
‘hello!’ I smiled timidly. 
‘GET ON WITH IT!’ someone shouted. I looked over to where the voice came from to see Jess stood there shouting. I shook my head before carrying on. 
‘RIGHT! I WANT EVERYONE TO GRAB A DRINK, I’M GOING TO MAKE A TOAST’ I waited till everyone had grabbed a drink from somewhere before carrying on.
‘TO AMY, MAY LIFE GIVE YOU LEMONS, OR WHAT EVER ITS MEANT TO BE!’ I laughed holding my drink out to indicate the toast. Everyone did the same before the music started playing again. I somehow got down from the table, with a little help from Gemma and Rosie. 
‘your drunk!’ Amy slurred, indicating that she was as well.
‘I am not’ I protested, taking a sip of the champagne. 
‘Georgia, you just stood on a table and talked about lemons!’ Laureen said agreeing with Amy. 
‘maybe a little!’ I laughed indicating with my fingers. 
‘more like a lot!’ Amy said pulling me back to the dance floor. After another half hour we all decided to go and find another club. Sugga was getting a little boring. Somehow we had persuaded Tom to come with us so he could carry on having a good time. We said goodbye to anyone who passed us, heather actually stopping to lick, yes I did say lick, someone’s face. She didn’t even know them. This started off a new trend, and before anyone could stop us, we started licking randomer’s cheeks. wired I know. We soon walked out of the club ready for the new one. All of us were holding on to each other making sure that we didn’t fall over. As I was the only one tom knew properly he was holding on to my arm, me holding tightly on to his. Both of us extremely drunk. We walked out of the club, everyone else waaay behind us. We walked through the pink and black door, both of us totally oblivious to the flashing lights until they were literally in our faces. I suddenly heard shouting, questions being asked. I ignored it all and just pulled tom into the car that was waiting for us. How I hate the papps. We waited for a few moments until the rest of them climbed in, still holding each other up. We told the driver to drive to the next bar- liquid- which was also the last one. We had all decided not to spend as long in this one as it was already half past 11! We were all shouting and generally being loud, until the driver pulled up outside liquid telling us to get out. We crawled out before walking into the already crowded club. We danced, we got even more drunk. I also set up tom and Jennifer, who by the end of the night were sucking each other’s faces. I smiled to myself, glad that they were both happy. The whole group seemed to be getting along nicely with tom, all of them making him feel welcome. After we had danced, and fallen over several time’s we decided to call it a night. We all walked back to the car, leaving tom on his own. I noticed Jennifer and Tom swap numbers secretly, so I didn’t comment. We all climbed into the car in silence, all of us on the verge of sleep. The car pulled up outside Jess’ and Harry’s and we both got out, hugging everyone goodbye. I was staying at Jess’, as harry was staying at mine and Louis, both of us thinking it would be easier. Jess opened the door and we walked in, both of us kicking of our shoes. I walked into their kitchen, grabbing myself a glass of water, it always seemed to help with the hangover the next day. As their apartment was only one bed roomed, I was sleeping on the couch. I got undressed quickly, before lying on the sofa, pulling the cover’s closer to my body. I closed my eyes slowly, before shouting, quietly, to Jess, saying goodnight. Once my eyes were fully closed I let the sleep take over, mentally preparing myself for the hangover the next day.
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Louis P.O.V
I woke up with a banging head ache. What a night last night was. We had organised to take Liam clubbing and that was what we did, sort of! First we all met up at the pub down the road, had a few drinks and moved onto the next one. We did that several times, going from club to club, basically having a good time. and it was all going ok, until we got a little too drunk. Let’s just say that the next thing I remember was waking up on a park bench. Yeah I know, a park bench seriously, what the hell were we thinking? Liam was on the one opposite me, Zayn lying underneath the bench that Liam was on, harry underneath mine and niall, being niall was sleeping in a rose plant. He had thorns sticking all over him. I tried to keep in my laugher as I woke up, knowing that it would hurt. Why the hell weren’t we at home? Surly we didn’t drink that much. I woke up the rest of the lads, none of us knowing why we’re here. 
‘my head hurts!’ niall whined, sharing his thoughts with the rest of us. 
‘I think all of our head’s hurts’ Liam interrupted holding his between his hands. 
‘what did we drink last night? I mean the last thing I remember is walking into the club, oh what was it called? Shake?’ I asked the group, trying to sort out last night’s events in my head. We carried on talking quietly to each other in the deserter park, it was just coming up to 10 o’clock, and we had no idea what happened.
‘is It just me or is it really cold?’ harry said holding his arms close. 
‘nahhh its cold’ Liam said doing the same action as harry. 
‘where exactly are we?’ Zayn asked looking round. 
‘I have no idea!’ I said looking to each of the boys. Once we had established where we were, 10 minute walk from my house, we set off, walking slowly due to the headache, yet fast enough so that we weren’t seen by any fans. As much as we loved them, none of us could do with several screaming girls. We had a chat about the new album that was coming out the beginning of next year, we had recorded several songs but we still hadn’t come up with a name for it yet. After several arguments of what we should call it, we gave up and decided until we were in a better mood to decide. We reached the top of my street after several minutes of walking.
‘one minute guys, I need a drink!’ harry said walking into the small corner shop.
‘but we’re nearly at Louis!’ niall whined.
‘yeah but I want a chocolate milk’ he said like it was common knowledge. We followed him in, waiting in the corner for him. Liam wondered off, looking round the tiny shop. Niall had decided that he was hungry, no surprise there, and he went to go find a sandwich. I was stood awkwardly in the corner alone as Zayn had also wandered off somewhere. I heard Liam call Zayn and niall over to where he was, all of them muttering something incoherent. I listened carefully hearing my name being mentioned several times. Apart from that though I heard nothing else. Liam looked up at me, sensing that I was staring at him. He had a sad look in his eyes and diverted them quickly from my gaze. He looked down again and quickly muttered something to niall and Zayn before they all wandered back towards me.
‘what’s up?’ I asked suspiciously. 
‘nothing!’ they said a little too quickly. Harry soon joined us and we walked towards mine again. There was definitely something wrong. Zayn was talking in really hushed whispers to harry, while Liam and niall were miles ahead talking to each other. I walked behind them trying to pick up any signal of what they were on about. Nothing. I walked up to the front of the apartment block, opening the door when I got there. The warmth from the room seeped through me, the coldness suddenly disappearing. I threw my hoodie on the nearest chair as I threw myself on to the one next to it. I watched the boys do the same, all of them revelling in the comfort and warmth. I closed my eyes, ready for a little nap, when I voice suddenly entered my thoughts. 
‘Err… Louis, we have something to tell you’ Liam said looking at the others for assurance. Harry nodded at him, showing that he was doing the right thing. 
‘When we were in the shop, we kinda saw something in today’s paper!’ Liam continued slowly.
‘What?’ I asked, unsure whether or not I wanted to know.
‘It was a picture of Georgia leaving Amy’s hen party.’ He said slowly. ‘She wasn’t alone!’
‘What do you mean she wasn’t alone?’ I asked confused. Liam didn’t answer instead Zayn just shoved my laptop in front of me. There enlarged on the screen was a picture of Georgia, looking extremely drunk, and of course Liam was right. She wasn’t alone. There hanging off her arm was an extremely drunk male. The picture was pretty explanatory, Georgia was cheating on me.
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Georgia’s P.O.V
My head was throbbing, I mean like it literally felt like someone was knocking on the inside of my brain. I lifted my head up of the comfy cushion slowly. Any sudden movements could cause a lot of pain. I threw my legs off the side of the sofa, placing them onto the cold floor. I stood up carefully, making sure I had my balance before I made my way into the kitchen. I found some painkillers and a glass, before swallowing the pills. The water ran down my throat, an immediate pick me up. I looked in on Jess who was still fast asleep and snoring. Typical. I quickly got dressed, before placing the duvet and pillow neatly on the sofa. I looked around the room to make sure it was tidy. I nodded to myself before walking out of my best friend’s apartment. I couldn’t be bothered to find a taxi so I walked, listening to my iPod the whole half hour walk. It was nice really, walking through the quiet part if London, if there’s such thing. Watching people going by, getting on with their lives. Although I had my music blaring out into my ear drums, I could still hear the birds singing along, the laugher of the small children nearby. I smiled to myself, the small muffled laughter filling me with warmth. I carried on walking towards home, listening out for cars or people nearby. I soon set my eyes on mine and Louis home. I walked in through the main doors, eager to know how the boy’s night went. I got into the lift and pushed the button for the 7th floor. I waited in the lift until it had stopped and stepped out making my way towards the apartment. I opened my bag to find my keys only to find that they weren’t there. Brilliant! I knocked on the door, and waited patiently. Soon enough someone opened the door. 
‘Niall? What are you doing here?’ I asked looking at the blonde confused. 
‘You have a lot of explaining to do, even if it’s true or not!’ he said simply, opening the door further to let me in. explaining? What about? I voiced my thought to Niall who just ignored me. I followed him into the living room where 4 boys sat, 3 looking incredibly confused, the other looking extremely angry. Uh oh…
‘Hello!’ I said timidly. ‘How was last night?’ Louis looked up at me, his eyes all puffy and red like he had been crying. 
‘I DON’T KNOW! WHY DON’T YOU ASK YOUR BOYFRIEND?’ he spat looking at me.
‘I just did!’ I laughed, trying to figure out what I’d done wrong. 
‘YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN!’ he said standing up and walking towards me. 
‘I have no idea what you’re talking about’ I said getting kind of scared. I knew he wouldn’t hurt me, but still. 
‘WHAT SO YOU JUST CONVENIENTLY FORGOT THAT YOU LEFT THAT CLUB LAST NIGHT WITH SOME BLOKE?’ he asked, his voice getting angrier. Some bloke?
‘Tom?’ I asked confused.
‘YEAH HIM’ Louis spat again.
‘I didn’t leave with him!’ I said confused. I looked to the boys for help, but all they did was shake their heads at me. What had I done?
‘WELL THAT’S NOT WHAT THE PAPERS SAY!’ he shouted getting angrier and angrier by the second.
‘Will someone tell me what I’ve meant to have done?’ I shouted getting accused for something I didn’t even know about. Louis walked away from me and grabbed his laptop, shoving it towards my face. I pulled it out of his hands and looked at the picture on the screen. There in black and white was a picture of me and tom, leaving sugga hand in hand. Ahhhh, ok I think we have a problem.
‘Nothing happened Louis!’ I said hoping that he would believe me. 
‘How do I know that?’ he asked.
‘Because you trust me!’ I said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world. 
‘Yeah I thought I did!’ he said sadly. 
‘EXCUSE ME? I’VE DONE NOTHING WRONG!’ I shouted getting even more annoyed than earlier. I heard someone get up from where they were sitting, whoever it was tensing that things were going to get ugly. 
‘WHAT HAPPENED THEN?’ he asked still shouting.
‘WE WERE DRUNK, HE WAS HELPING ME TO THE CAR AS WE WERE ALL GOING TO THE NEXT CLUB, HE WAS COMING ALONG. HE’S A FRIEND, NOTHING MORE!’ I shouted.
‘YOU WERE DRUNK! WELL THAT MAKES IT ALL OK THEN DOESN’T IT!’ he shouted sarcastically. I noticed Liam and Zayn hovering near the wall slightly to the left of Louis. 
‘WHAT? I NEVER SAID THAT BEING DRUNK MAKES ANYTHING OK! BUT NOTHING HAPPENED’ I was really pissed off now. Did he forget the whole Cher incident at the pub, resulting in us both nearly breaking up? 
‘IF YOU WERE DRUNK, HOW CAN YOU BE SURE THAT NOTHING HAPPENED?’ he asked.
‘BECAUSE I WASN’T EXACTLY GOING TO DO ANYTHING WITH THE REST OF THE GIRLS IN THE CAR NOW, WAS I? DO YOU REALLY THINK THAT LOW OF ME?’ I screamed.
‘Louis! Don’t say any think that you’ll regret’ pleaded Liam, holding his head in his hands. 
‘PISS OF LIAM’ Louis shouted to his best friend.
‘Oi, leave Liam out of this! This is your problem not his!’ I said a little calmer than before. Now harry and niall had joined Liam and Zayn, only this time standing to his right. 
‘Careful mate!’ harry warned him, worried that he might hurt someone or himself. I heard him take a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.
‘I still don’t believe you’ he said slowly. 
‘I believed you. When I thought you had kissed Cher, I believed you. I had no proof, but I trusted you and believed you, why can’t you do the same for me?’ I asked puzzled. 
‘BECAUSE WHAT?’ I asked getting annoyed with it all. My head still hurt from all the alcohol I had consumed from last night and my back hurt from sleeping on such an uncomfortable sofa. I really didn’t need all this right now. He hadn’t said anything so I spoke, saying the only thing I could think of. 
‘If you loved me, you’d believe me!’ I whispered softly. I saw the pain and hurt flash through his eyes, his mind reeling, trying to find an answer. 
‘Well maybe I never loved you’ he whispered. I heard the boys gasp in shock, all four of them looking at me along with Louis. 
‘WHAT THE FUCK MAN? She nearly died for you!’ Zayn shouted, seriously angry with one of his closest friends. 
‘I told you not to say something you’d regret!’ harry mumbled annoyed. I looked at them both, pleading for them to shut up. 
‘Fine! I’ll leave you alone from now on’ I whispered, turning and walking out of his life, not seeing the tears that were falling down his cheeks, him not seeing mine!

 

The biggest problem about the whole of the past year is not the work load, not being followed by the press, but falling out of love. When you love someone as much as I did with HIM, then it’s hard. Very hard…

 Sure love is great at first, when you’re getting to know each other, when one of you make the first move but the thing that no one tells you, is that it actually hurts! A lot. Guess that’s why it’s called falling… Anyway, at first, your heart pounds, your blood rushes to your head, you get these violent razor-winged butterflies in your stomach, your vision gets hazy, your hands get clammy, it’s hard to breath, you get Goosebumps all the time. And that’s just when you get to thinking about the person.

And you know what shares all those symptoms? The stomach flu. Although love is probably worse than that because it also make you wanna puke rainbows and sunshine, always be happy and no one and I do mean NO ONE is supposed to puke rainbows and sunshine, rainbows are angular and sunshine is, uh, I dunno, hot, boiling and painful!

So yeah, love sucks. And every time I think about HIM again, I wonder why I go for love. I mean, I love tons of stuff, singing, music, life in general, you know? But I don’t know why I go for that….that poop (love that is, not him, although he is full of poop as well) No, wait, yes I do. Because when it’s returned it’s the best damn feeling in the world! But I can’t feel all that stuff anymore. When HE said those final few words to be a year ago, he forgot to give me back one thing. My heart. I have tried so hard to get over him but… I-I just.  I just can’t… do it.  So being told that I would HAVE to meet him again at my best friend’s wedding where he was going to be best man, brought back too many memories. Good, bad and dam right ugly.

Maybe I should start with what happened when I left the house we shared a little over a year ago. I got straight in my car and drove the 4 hours back to my mum and step dads’ house, crying the whole time. I needed to get away, I was heartbroken. I didn’t talk to anyone; I just locked myself in my old room, hardly coming out. I had turned my phone off the moment I stepped outside the apartment, not wanting to be in touch with the outside world and only turning it back on when I left for London. I had 178 messages and 74 missed calls, all from one person or another, none from Louis. They were mainly from Jess, asking if I was ok, the odd one from the one of the girls, once they had found out what had happened and several from the boys, all saying the same thing, that Louis didn’t mean what he said, that he wasn’t thinking. If he really didn’t mean what he said the why the hell did he say it? And why couldn’t he tell me himself? Easiest thing to say was that I was depressed! As I said before I kept everything to myself, spending the whole day writing songs, crying myself to sleep every night. I stayed there for a few weeks before I made myself go back to London. I literally just came downstairs one day; bags packed and ready to go. Let’s just say my mum was a little shocked to say the least. She had really expected me to stay there, but I needed to get over him…somehow. It was well known knowledge now that we had broken up, I didn’t give a fuck though. I mean, seriously who actually gives a shit about my life. I bought a flat near the centre of London, a couple of minutes away from Jess’ and Harry’s, and set my mind of my career, family and friends. I released one of the songs that I had written when I was back at my mum’s as my second single. It instantly went to number one, people connecting with the lyrics amazingly. It was about him, the argument and break up. There was a lot of controversy about it as I had basically written what happened. Some people wanted to know what happened, and although I didn’t technically write what he said, it did give a good indication. Other’s weren’t so happy about my little song and publically made me aware of it. They felt I should have kept my private life private and not broadcast it to the world, but again I don’t give a flying pig’s arse. Anyway, one double platinum album and 1 sold out tour later I was here, reading my best friend’s wedding invitation.

Harry Edward Styles and Jessica Jade Clark invite you to be made of honour at their wedding on the 20^th of July 2014 at Carlton Mitre hotel, surrey. 3:00pm.

I read the floral piece of card again before looking up. There in front of me was a hand and on the ring finger was a subtle yet absolutely stunning engagement ring. Of course I had already known that they were getting married and everything and I also knew about being made of honour, but it was still a shock none the less.

‘Say something!’ she pleaded breaking the silence.

‘20^th of July, hey!’ I laughed raising my eyebrows at the end. ‘I guess he knows then’ ever since we were god knows how old, Jess had always told everyone she knew that she was getting married on the 20^th of July. And now it was actually happening.

‘Will you be ok, you know with Louis being there and everything?’ she asked, quietly, mentally kicking herself for mentioning his name.

‘Jess, I missed Liam and Amy’s wedding, I’m not going to miss yours as well!’ I smiled, my face now split in two. When I left, I lost touch with most of the group, only knowing all the gossip from Jess. All of them far away but never forgotten. I was obviously still in touch with harry through Jess and somehow the rest of the boys. But I only saw them when they were round at Jess’ and harry’, Louis conveniently keeping away. They all were really annoyed with Louis for a few days after he said what he said, especially Zayn, none of them agreeing with what he said.

‘Good! I wouldn’t let you even if you wanted to!’ she smiled. I shook my head at my best friend, laughing at her comment. ‘So are you ready for tonight?’ she asked walking away from me suspiciously.

‘Why? What’s happening tonight?’ I asked, catching onto what she was doing. She was getting nearer and nearer the door, ready to pounce on it when she told me what was happening.

‘Well… it’s Err- mine and Harry’s engagement party!’ she mumbled looking from the door handle to me.

‘What’s so wrong with that?’ I asked, not realising what she was getting at.

‘Louis will be there! BYEEE’ she mumbled a little too quickly, making a beeline for the door.

‘JESSICA CLARK! GET YOUR ARSE BACK HERE RIGHT NOW’ I shouted hoping that she would stop and answer the twenty thousand questions that were running through my brain. No such luck. I sighed before throwing myself in the nearest chair, my head now in my hands. What was I going to do? As much as I wanted to see everyone, I knew that it was going to be hard seeing him. I picked up my head and looked around my living room at the mess. I might only have lived her for 11 months but this felt more like home than ever. I smiled to myself, pushing all thoughts of Louis out of my head. I walked into my bed room, my right arm now un-potted and pinned. When I got that stupid pot taken off just over 6 months ago, it was one of the best feelings ever, not only was I able to shower without a bag on my arm, it was also one of the last things that reminded me of Louis that I had left and I could finally bin it. I would never have to see his messy writing on my arm any more. I turned on the shower before walking back into my room to find something suitable to wear. I didn’t even know what time or anything as Jess had left to quickly. Just as I had finished finding a black printed drape skirt, a cream coloured cape top with a black drape jacket along with a pair of black heals; I received a message of Jess, telling me the time and place. Brilliant, looks as if I would have to go.

———————-

I climbed out of the taxi and looked at the front of the building. I really hadn’t changed at all. The wooden door still in place, keeping the heat from the large fire in. I put my hand on the door slowly, really not wanting to go in, but I knew, deep down, that I had to for my best friend. I pushed it open and stepped inside, taking a deep breath of the familiar smell. I looked around and saw several familiar faces. Before I could even walk any further I felt a pair of hands wrap them self’s around my neck, the bright blonde hair giving her identity away.

‘Heather!’ I squealed as I hugged her back, holding her close.

‘I’ve missed you.’ She said still holding on to me. She pulled away before hitting me on the arm, hard.

‘Oww’ I complained stepping away from my friend. ‘What was that for?’

‘For leaving without saying goodbye’ she said crossly before a smile spread across her face. I smiled back, finally taking in how much my friend had changed in the year. Her once long hair was now cut into a neat bob, which framed her face perfectly. She was still as small as before, that could never change and she was supporting a nicely round bump. Wait…back up! A BUMP? A BUMP?

‘A BUMP?’ I let my thoughts out into the conversation, getting a little giddier. Heather blushed a deep scarlet, nodding as she did so.

‘OMG. I’m so happy for you!’ I smiled hugging her again, as she moved her hands round my neck, something shiny caught my eye.

‘Something else you need to tell me?’ I asked a little shocked.

‘What? Oh yeah’ she giggled as I pointed to the ring. ‘Me and Zayn are engaged!’ she squealed like I had done earlier. I congratulated her again before someone else came and found me. Turns out most couples had some kind of news. I walked over to Jennifer who was stood with a man that I instantly recognised.

‘Tom?’ I asked as I hugged one of my closest friends.

‘Err- hi Georgia’ he said shyly. I laughed at his awkwardness, before pulling him into a hug.

‘You’re not angry with me?’ he asked confused.

‘Should I be?’ I asked repeating his tone.

‘Well it was my fault that you and Lou-‘he stopped not daring to say his name.

‘Louis?’ I said much braver than I felt. To be honest I was surprised I didn’t break down crying. It was the first time since I had said his name, the first time I had finally come to realise how stupid I had being, pining over him for the past year. Tom nodded, holding Jennifer’s hand.

‘I’m over him and it wasn’t your fault. He was just being a dick!’ I lied, forcing a smile. Tom instantly relaxed, giving his girlfriends hand a squeeze.

‘Anyway enough about me, what about you two?’ I asked trying to guide the attention away from me.

‘Well, I think we both need to thank you!’ Jennifer said looking straight at me.

‘Ok? Why?’ I asked confused again.

‘Well if it wasn’t for you introducing us at Amy’s hen party then we wouldn’t be expecting twins!?’ she smiled softly.

‘What? TWINS!’ I smiled, repeating my thoughts like I did with heather.

‘Keep your voice down, no one else knows!’ she hissed looking round, tom laughing softly.

‘Oops! Sorry!’ I giggled. ‘Why have you told me though? I mean I’m not that important!’

‘Well, we were both thinking, and if you didn’t show, we were going to ask Jess for your address or number so we could ask you something!’ Jennifer said, sounding a little nervous. She gave tom a little nudge, as if to tell him to carry on.

‘We want you to be godmother to one of them!’ he smiled, waiting for my response.

‘SERIOUSLY?’ I shouted not caring who heard me; luckily everyone was in their own little conversations to care about looking over.

‘Yeah! If you want to of course?’ Jennifer carried on looking at me hopefully. I nodded early, barely able to contain my excitement.

‘AHHHHHH, Oops sorry! Ahhhh’ I started of screaming loudly, until Jennifer gave me ‘the look’ so I started shouting in a whisper, still laughing when I had stopped.

We carried on talking for a while until I moved onto the next people I wanted to see.  I walked towards a couple, who were both joined at the mouths and who showed no signs of stopping.

‘Ahem’ I fake coughed, trying to get their attention. Nothing! I fake coughed again, still no sign of them stopping. ‘AHEM’ definitely fake coughing, this time they pulled away from each other the blonde instantly screaming as she flung her arms around my body.

‘I’ll leave you both too it’ Aiden said smiling. I tried to prize Jessica off me, only to be met with the excuse that she wasn’t going to let me wander off again.

‘I’m sorry! I just had to get away’ I sighed once she had finally let go.

‘I know and I understand, but a year without seeing your lovely face, it’s too much Georgia! I can’t cope! She said very dramatically. I laughed at her little outburst, telling her how well she did in her movie scene.

‘I know right! She laughed. ‘Anyway how have you been? I loved ‘the silence’ as well; it must have been hard for you.’ She stated referring to my second single.

‘Yeah, it was but life goes on. I think I’ve finally gotten over him, I just hope I don’t have to see him tonight.’ I said knowing full well that I would.

‘He’s coming round later, the rest of the boys are here somewhere, I’ve being too busy joined at Aiden’s lips to notice them though’ she giggled; ‘oh I have something to tell you!’ she smiled innocently.

‘Go on!’ I stated wondering what she would tell me.

‘Well, me and Aiden…’ she paused, acting very dramatic again

‘Yes!’ I said urging her to go on.

‘Are… getting married’ she screamed. God does anyone in this place not have any exciting news. Oh yeah, me.

After I had congratulated Jessica, I walked around the rest of the room greeting the people that I knew. Some of the girls weren’t there as they had to be somewhere else, but there was Amy and Jennie that I hadn’t spoken to yet. I walked over to Amy who had her arm wrapped around Liam. Liam saw me first and immediately came over to hug me.

‘Georgia! Long time no see!’ he said as he pulled away.

‘I’m so sorry I wasn’t at the wedding! I just couldn’t… you know!’ I said as I hugged Amy.

‘Don’t worry! If I was you I wouldn’t have gone either. Thanks for the present though.’ She smiled. I stayed and talked about how much our lives had changed. One direction had another sold out tour coming up, around the same time as mine and Liam was looking forward to it, the same as me. We finished had just finished talking before I heard a very familiar laugh, I spun round to be greeted with Harry and Jennie. I quickly hugged harry before Jennie pounced on me, asking what had happened to me. Harry quickly excused himself as he went find his ‘fiancé.’ Aww how sweet. Me and Jennie carried on talking about life in general before Heather and Jessica joined us, we all talked like old times until Jennie wandered off in hope of finding a drink. We were all talking and generally having a good time, until we were suddenly interrupted.

 

‘Georgia?’ a small voice asked me. I didn’t need to turn round to know who it was. I recognised that voice anywhere. ‘Georgia, I really need to talk to you’ he pleaded. I ignored him and carried on talking quietly to Heather and Jessica. ‘Please Georgia! Let me explain.’ he begged placing his hand on my shoulder, hoping that I would turn round. I wriggled out of his grasp, still ignoring him. I could feel Heather start to feel awkward, Jessica holding my hand while giving her best friend a look as if to say-just disappear-. I felt him shake his head, his hand not returning to my shoulder. ‘Georgia? Just talk to me!’ he said his voice getting louder.

‘WHY ON EARTH SHOULD I TALK TO YOU?’ I shouted finally losing it. I spun round and looked at him for the first time in a year. I didn’t take in much about his appearance except for the fact that his hair was slightly longer, but the main difference in his features were his eyes. They used to gleam whatever mood he was in, but now they looked tired, dark and drawn out. My little outburst caused the room to fall quiet, everyone staring at us beady eyed. I felt Heather jump, her hands instantly finding her bump, Jessica’s hand flying out of mine as she jumped as well. Louis looked slightly taken back but carried on talking as if nothing had happened.

‘I really need to explain!’ he begged quietly not wanting to cause a scene.

‘TELL ME WHY I SHOULD EVEN GO NEAR YOU AND THEN I WILL!’ I shouted not caring anymore. He opened his mouth before closing it again, not being able to find any words to help his case.

‘Just what I thought! You lost all right to speak to me when you said what you did. It might not have been a lot to you, but you broke my heart. I loved you and you threw it all back in my face because of a stupid rumour. Do you want to tell me that you believe me now that you have seen Tom and Jennifer all loved up? That you didn’t mean what you said and that I should forgive you? Well save it. Because I really don’t give a fuck.’ I spat before turning back round and looking straight ahead. I took several deep breaths trying to calm myself down. He hadn’t walked away, I would of heard it if he did. Instead he placed his hand on my shoulder again, trying to turn me round.

‘Get. Your. Hand. Off. Me.’ I said through gritted teeth.

‘Just let me explain! I know you hate me and I don’t blame you, but I really need to talk to you.’ His hand dropped from my shoulder before he spoke. His voice and comforting. I had the urge to turn around and hug him, letting him take away all the pain of the last year, in fact no, all the pain from the past 2 years. Of course there was the start of my career, but everything after that has been hell. It’s a lot for anyone to take in let alone a 19 year old. But me being my stubborn self didn’t turn around and let him take away the pain like I wished. Instead I turned round and punched him. Hard. Louis staggered back, holding his now bloody nose. That felt good. Louis looked at me a slight smile on his face.

‘I deserved that!’ he said simply.

‘Yeah you did. You also deserve a lot more.’ I said annoyed, why couldn’t he just leave me alone? As much as if felt amazing to punch him I really didn’t want to make a scene at by best friend’s engagement party. I felt an arm from behind, twist me round before Jessica and heather both dragged me away, leaving Louis to look at me like a lost puppy. Just before Jessica dragged me away I saw two people walk up to Louis dragging him away in the opposite direction. I made a mental note to go and see both Liam and Zayn before I left. Telling them thank you from helping me get out of such an awkward moment. I walked away from the comforting stares and went to find a seat by myself, hoping that people would leave me alone. I took a sip of my wine that I had received earlier, trying to take away the pain deep inside my chest. I rested my head on the table, the cool surface touching my skin. I must have been there for around 10 minutes before someone broke my wish.

‘He misses you, you know’ the voice said, interrupting my thoughts.

 ‘He hurt me!’ I said looking up at the person in front of me. There stood Liam. Except for the gold wedding band on his right hand, he looked exactly the same, straight hair and all.

‘I know and he deserves every bad word you give him but he really didn’t mean the words he said.’ Liam explained sitting down in the seat beside me. The first thought that came into my mind was ‘why wasn’t Louis telling me all this himself’ he had tried, I just wouldn’t let him.

‘Why didn’t he explain all this earlier? I mean, it’s not hard to pick up a phone.’ I said looking for answers.

‘He tried to, trust me he tried’ Liam added in a mutter, obviously recalling a moment in which Louis had tried to call me. ‘But he couldn’t do it. He knew how much you hated him, and he knows that you’ll never forgive him. And he just couldn’t face hearing your voice, knowing that you’ll never forgive him’ Liam carried on. I sank back in my chair, trying to fit all the pieces together. I would never forgive him for what he put me through that was for sure, but did I really want to forgive everything else?

‘When you walked out a year ago, he hasn’t been the same since. Harry and Zayn were both extremely angry with what he said, me and niall weren’t exactly ecstatic about it but we needed to make sure that he wouldn’t do anything else he’d regret, especially with everything you’ve both already being through. We all saw you as our little sister, especially with the whole death stuff. Although I must admit most of Harry’s annoyance was more worry that you’re breakup would put a strain on his and Jess’ relationship because of how close harry was to Louis and Jess with you, but once Jess had assured him that nothing would change, he calmed down he was fine.’ Liam stopped there, catching his breath before carrying on. ‘Trust me Georgia, he still loves you, I don’t think he has ever stopped. He was a complete stranger once you had left; he refused to believe that you’d gone. When Jess came round to collect all your stuff, it finally sunk in that you weren’t coming back. After the first stage of regret and then denial, he turned to stage 3- the flipping out stage. He just started rambling on, shouting more stuff that he didn’t mean.’

‘Like what?’ I said interrupting.

‘Like how he was glad you had gone, how he could get on with his life. Telling us all to never say your name again and how he was over you. Then stage 4 was really scary. He would just sit, for day on end staring at carrots. I mean we all know how mentally obsessed he is about carrots, but all he did was stare at them sadly. He didn’t mention any of his usual carrot related joke, nothing. He just… stared. We were all really worried about him; until one day he got up, put the carrot in the bin before turning to us and saying that he was sorry and how grateful he was for having such ‘carrottastic’ friends who stuck by him.’

‘Carrottastic?’ I laughed softly.

‘You weren’t there. We all just looked at each other before we all cracked up laughing. We knew that the old Louis would take a long time to get back, but he was well on his way!’ Liam smiled, as he finished explaining. ‘he didn’t have to tell us how he still misses you, we can all tell and you would be doing us a massive favour if you would just talk to him, even if it was just to tell him to let go. He’d feel a lot better and by the looks of it, you would to’ he said referring to the tears that were starting to fall out of my eyes.

‘Thank you!’ I said simply standing up from my chair. Liam stood up as well, hugging me before I left. I walked around the already packed pub trying to find Louis. I didn’t know what I was going to say to him; all I knew was that I was going to let him explain everything before making up my mind. I saw him talking to niall near the front of the pub.  I walked up behind Louis and stood there awkwardly not knowing whether to interrupt or not. After a good few moments of standing there like an idiot, niall noticed me. He didn’t let Louis know that he had seen me; he just stopped talking mid sentence, causing Louis to look at him confused he gave me a quick smile before backing off.

‘Thank you’ I mouthed to him, smiling back before he turned, walking to find someone else to talk to. I took a deep breath, before walking in front of a very confused Louis.

‘You said you’d catch me’ I said softly, looking down at my feet, scared to look at him again.

‘Georgia?’ Louis asked surprised to see me standing there willingly in front of him.

‘You let me fall.’ I said still looking at my feet.

‘I know and I’m so soo sorry’ he said, his voice pleading for me to look at him.

‘I want you to explain everything to me. I’ve heard everything from Liam but I need to hear it from you as well’ I said finally looking up. He was staring straight at me, a look of bewilderment on his face.  He opened his mouth to speak, but a deafening crash shattered into the room.  And then the whole world came crashing down on top of us……literally.

 

When you’ve been so close to death before, it honest to god, feels exactly the same when you find it again. The sense of coldness, the fogginess hovering around the eyes. You can’t think of anything except of what is happening right now. It’s scary, even if you have been here before. But for some reason, this time was different. I wasn’t alone like before. Yes the blackness was there, blocking my vision, my thoughts. But this time I could feel someone’s presence somehow keeping me calm. I tried to gather my senses, tried to figure out what had happened and why I was this close to death again. I tried to open my eyes, but strangely enough I couldn’t physically do it. I tried to move my arms/legs. Again nothing. I was stuck that was for sure. I felt something heavy on my chest restricting my breathing. My right arm was throbbing and there was an unusual pain in my right side. My throat was dry and extremely painful. I knew that I couldn’t move whatever the circumstance, so I decided to listen to my surrounding. I listened for a while hearing absolutely nothing but my own breathing and the persons next to me. Then all of a sudden I heard my name being whispered softly and slowly. At first I thought I had imagined it, that it was my mind playing up but I heard it again and again. I tried to open my eyes, this time they opened. And I really wasn’t prepared for what I was about to see.

 

There in front of me was a wooden timber, lying across my legs, restricting my movement. At first I didn’t really pick up on the fact that I was meant to be in a pub and not some wood shop until I continued looking round. What was once a pub was now a collapsed building. There was hardly any light, the only light being from the street lights outside. Where the front door once was there was now a gaping hole, bits of the roof filling it up. The place was unrecognisable, I now understood fully about the setting I was in.  I looked to the right of me, wondering who the person was. There, lying on the floor beside me, was Louis. His eyes were open and he was staring at me, a look of pain sketched  on to his face. At that moment all ill feelings disappeared  from my mind, I was too focused on trying to get a better picture of the state we were in, than hating on him.   I tried to get up but an arm came across to stop me.

‘Don’t!’ he whispered his arm still across my chest. I lied back down and turned my head to look at him fully. He was in pain, that I was sure off. His once blue superman was now red, dripping with blood.

‘Louis, you’re bleeding’ I murmured, my words barely being understandable.

‘I know but I’m more worried about you at the moment.’ he said, his voice a little stronger than mine.

‘But Louis, we need to stop the bleeding quickly. Is there anything in it?’ I asked him, my voice still as week, as my first aid training from when I was younger now kicking in.

‘There was, but I pulled it out’ he said simply, his voice getting stronger as he spoke.

‘Idiot’ I mumbled wanting to close my eyes and fall in a deep slumber. ‘Put pressure on in quickly!’ I said, my voice not doing the same as Louis. Instead of my voice getting stronger, it was getting weaker and weaker. ‘Keep it there, and make sure you press down hard’

‘Gotcha’ he mumbled pressing down on his wound. ‘But what are we going to do about you?’ he asked looking at ms again.

‘Why?  I’m fine’ I mumbled trying to get up again.

‘No Georgia you’re far from it. Look at your side’ I did as I was told and saw a metal pole sticking into my side, the other end, free from anything, except the spike had blood all over it.

‘Was this in you as well?’ I asked totally oblivious to the pain that my body was in.

‘You have a metal spike embedded in your side and you’re still worried about me? You’re unbelievable you know that!’ Louis said with a slight smile. I gave him one back before asking what had happened.

‘I have no idea. One minute we were stood talking and the next thing I felt  an excruciating pain rip down my left side.’ he explained softly, his voice now starting to go as well. If that spike had gone into any organ of his left side, then this was serious. I kept my thoughts to myself as I didn’t want to worry him and cause the blood o pump faster around his body. I saw him close his eyes slowly, scaring me a little as he did so.

‘Don’t go to sleep on me’ I whispered softly, hoping that he could hear me.

‘I won’t’ he said opening them again. ‘You better not either’ he whispered.

‘I won’t’  I said putting my hands around the pole to try and stop the bleeding.

‘Can you really not feel anything?’ he asked referring to the Pole in my side. I shook my head slowly.

‘No thank god, I’m dreading when I do though, I’m really not good with pain’ I explained.

‘Just forget about it for now, focus your mind on staying awake.’ he said with a slight smile. There was silence for a few moments before I started to speak again.

‘Just because I’m lying here next to you, talking, doesn’t mean that I have forgiven you.’ I told him. The smile on his face now vanished and was replaced with a frown, his eyes filled with regret and guilt.

‘I know Georgia, I really do. Can I explain?’ he asked moving his head to look at me.  I refused at first, now really not in the mood to hear his excuses. But once he had begged a little and told me that it could help save both of us from losing consciousness, I gave in and agreed.

‘Thank you’ he smiled softly, his voice barely audible. I tuned out on the rest of the world and focused in on what he was saying. I know I had already heard it all from Liam earlier but I needed to know everything in his point of view. It would also help pass the time while we were stuck here.

‘Where do you want me to start?’ he wondered out loud.

‘The beginning.’ I said as confidently as I could, not too sure if I actually did want to know everything.

‘On the morning of…you know, we all woke up in the park around 10 minutes from home, well my home,’ he said awkwardly. ‘And we just sat there for a while. All of us were hung-over from the night before, so we just sat and talked, not doing anything until harry complained it was too cold. So we started walking back to ou-Ahem… mine!’ he looked at me again, coughing to cover up his mistake. ‘Well we were walking back to mine and then harry said that he wanted a drink as we passed the shop at the end of the street. So we went in, harry got a drink, niall got something to eat’ no surprise there, I thought to myself, before tuning back into Louis speech.

‘…and Liam was stood in a corner reading magazines. Liam suddenly called niall over and they started whispering things, while looking at me. I was confused to say the least, but I let it pass and we continued to walk home. Once we were there we all collapsed on to the sofa in silence until Liam said that he had something to tell me. I immediately thought off what they were whispering about in the shop so I told him to go on. Zayn was on the computer searching for something as Liam told me. He didn’t tell me anything, Zayn just shoved the laptop in front of me. When I saw that picture, I was devastated. I mean, I really loved you and then when I saw that, I didn’t want you to explain, I just wanted to make you hurt, so when you walked in all happy, while I was there heart-broken, all my pain just turned to anger. I just… flipped. Then we started shouting and I was getting even angrier, and things just kept popping into my head to shout out, and I did. I didn’t think about what I was saying, I just said it. And like I said before, I wanted you to hurt as much as I was so I said that you were easy, that you’d have a one night stand with a stranger because I knew it would hurt. And then you said about Cher, I knew I was being unfair but I still wanted you to hurt. When you told me that if you loved me I’d believe you, I knew there was only one thing I could say-that  I…didn’t love you. As soon as I had said it I wanted to take it back. When Zayn shouted what he said, I knew instantly that I didn’t mean what I said. And I had done what Liam and harry had told me not do, I said something I’d regret. And I still do regret it. Letting you walk out of my life was hard. Really hard, but I knew that you wouldn’t want to talk to me, so I just collapsed onto the sofa. I regretted everything at first, I wanted to rewind the clock and start the day over again, but I had to accept that after a few days’ I couldn’t turn the clock back. So then the denial stage came along, I refused to believe you’d gone, that you’d come back saying it was all a joke. But once Jess came to collect your stuff, saying that there was no chance that you’d come back, I lost it. I literally just wanted to forget every single thing about you. So I said that I was over you, that I was glad that you had gone, that I meant everything that I said, just so everyone would get off my back. Of course they saw straight through the act, and said that I should stick to singing as I wouldn’t get very far in acting.’ I started laughing at this point totally agreeing with the statement made. The pain in my right side made me stop as soon as I had started-  my hands loosing contact with my skin, letting a rush of blood through the wound. I winced in pain- trying to control my breathing.

‘Found it!’ I said through gritted teeth.

‘Found what?’ Louis asked concerned.

‘The pain!’ I said still trying to control my breathing.

‘Are you ok? Do you need anything?’ Louis panicked reaching out and placing his hand on my arm, his warmth instantly seeping through my skin.

‘I’m fine Louis’ I sighed weakly. ‘I just need to sleep, but I know I can’t so don’t go on at me. How are you doing?’ I asked trying to remain conscious.

‘I’m fine- the pain is still there but the bleeding is slowing down thanks to the pressure.’ I could hear him smiling as he spoke, his free hand still resting on my arm.

‘I hope everyone’s alright. I mean what about Jennifer and heather’s babies!’ I worried, trying to forget about the pain that was flowing through my body.

‘Wait? Jennifer?’ Louis asked as I realised my mistake!

‘SHIT’ I said softly trying not to use too much energy. ‘Yeah her and tom! You know the one that I cheated on you with!’ I said, not knowing if I should have said it at all.

‘Shall I carry on?’ Louis asked awkwardly. I nodded slowly, cautious not to cause anymore pain.

‘Well after I had gone through stage 3, as the boys called it, along came stage 4. All I remember about stage 4 is just staring at carrots. I don’t know why it was a carrot, it was just the 1^st thing I had seen after I had gone through stage 3. I suppose it fits really due to my obsession with carrots but still. Anyway, I didn’t stop staring at it, even when I slept it was on my bedside table, so It was first and last thing I saw when I woke up and went to sleep. I still don’t know why I went through that phase but I did. Then one day I realised that I had to get over you. So the carrot went in the bin and I walked downstairs, the boys had been coming over on a morning to make sure I was ok, and I told them that I was sorry for everything I had put them through in the past few weeks and then I told them that I was grateful for having such amazing friends.’ He stopped thinking back over the past year.

‘I heard it was carrottastic friends’ I said trying not to laugh like before.

‘Shut up!’ he said embarrassed.

‘I’m sorry’ I said apologetically.

‘I don’t know if this is a good time to tell you…but I’m going to anyway. It might be my last chance. I still love you Georgia. I never stopped’ he whispered the last bit, making me question if I had heard him accurately.

‘if you said what I think you said then your right- now isn’t the best time, but again your right about it maybe being our last time to tell each other. So- I love you too.’ I whispered. I heard him give a sigh of relief, before I continued.  ‘Thank you for explaining everything, but it’s still going to take me a while to get my head wrapped around everything, especially now’ I sighed referring to the large wound with a pole sticking out of it, and of course the 3 words that have just being exchanged between us again.

‘It’s ok. I understand.’ Louis said looking up to the ceiling above him. My back was starting to ache, telling me to get up and walk around. Of course I couldn’t from all the rubble on top of us and surrounding us both. I knew that the situation we both were in was life threatening and everyone else’s as well. As the silence continued on; I began to hear sirens getting closer and closer, help finally on its way.

‘Tell me about your year.’ he said his hand still having a firm grip on my hand. I freed my free hand and laid it between us. Louis picked up instantly what I was trying to do and he immediately placed his hand that was once on my arm in to the palm of my hands’. I could start to feel my body shutting down from the loss of blood my body was starting to shut down from the loss of blood, so I knew that I would have to keep awake, or die. Easy.

‘Not much to say really!’ I sighed wanting the pain to stop.

‘Start from walking out’ Louis sighed picking up on my thoughts.

‘I don’t want to Louis. Let me sleep.’ I murmured. I felt him grip onto my hand, causing more pain to flow through me.

‘I’ve nearly lost you before and I let you walk out. I’m not letting you go anywhere. Not unless I’m coming with you and at this point I will be if no help comes soon.’ He whispered, tears falling down his cheeks. I lifted my hand out of his and wiped them away, not caring about my own anymore. I knew I had to stay awake now. Not for me but for Louis.

‘I won’t go to sleep, I promise.’ I said as I placed my hand back in his.

‘Good’ he whispered giving my hand a squeeze.

‘So my life over the past year? Well as soon as I left yours I went straight to my car and made the 4 hour journey back to my mum and step dads. I got there and of course they wanted to know everything, but I refused to tell them instead I just walked to my room, closed the door behind me and stayed there for the next few days. Of course my mum now knew everything from Jess as she had rung to say I had gone missing as she didn’t know where I had gone. My mum told her that I with her and then asked what had happened. Jess obviously knew everything from harry. So once my mum knew she was a little more understanding, but I still didn’t say anything. I spent my day’s writing songs and listening to music. The album was on hold since I hadn’t finished recording half of the songs, so I felt like I should at least keep working a little. The only time I left my room was to get food to bring back to my room and to get a wash and obviously go to the toilet. I didn’t talk to anyone except my brother. Since he was only 10 he didn’t really understand, but once he came home from school he used to bring the wii up and make me play with him. I was heart breaking to have to see my brother force me to do stuff so I knew that I needed to do something. I got up one morning- Rang my manager, who had only heard things from Jess, and asked her to find me a house near Jess and Harry’s. Thankfully there was one around 10 minutes away, so I packed my bags, said thank you to my mum, step dad and brother, who was now on his summer holidays, so I took him with me to sightsee around London, my mum promising to come down in a week to pick him up. So I spent the 4 hour journey back to London chatting to my brother. He was brilliant the whole time that I was at home and when he was in London. The first stop was going to see Jess and to get all my stuff. I only had one bed, so for the first night we both had to sleep at Jess’ as I had no furniture. She was pretty amazing too. And harry of course. So the next day me and Aaron took all my stuff to my new house, then we went shopping. Aaron wasn’t best pleased at shopping all day.’ I stopped at this point to make sure Louis was still with me. Luckily he was.

‘Sorry, I was too busy listening to make any comments like you’ he joked quietly, his other hand still pressing down on the gaping hole.

‘HAHA’ I said sarcastically. ‘Anyway where was I?’ I asked softly.

‘About your brother not liking the furniture shopping!’ he hinted, urging me to continue.

‘Oh yeah’ I murmured, trying to hold on to the little life I had left in me. ‘He was amazing, he really was. He helped me through a lot just by being there. I mean one day he had to physically drag me out of bed because I just couldn’t be bothered. But eventually I got into a routine. After a week or so: my mum came and picked him up, and so I got back to work. I had written a song when I was at my mum’s that I wanted on my album-‘

‘The silence?’ Louis interrupted.

‘Yeah, the silence. It explained what happened- and even though I got a lot of stick for it: I’m glad I put it on the album. It made me feel more human, and I know that others felt that way as well. Knowing that a celebrity still has bad days, that we still have those days where nothing goes right. So once I had finished recording – it was time for the pot to come off. That was one of the best moments for me, not only so I could have a shower without a bag, but also because…you’re probably going to hate me for this, but also so I could get rid of the memories. This was my last thing that I had that reminded me of you. It felt good to get rid of it, like I could finally move on. I was stuck in hospital for a day while they removed the pins, then I decided that I wanted to tour the UK. I absolutely loved performing on that stage the 1^st day I met you, and even though it brought back bad memories I wanted to do it all again. So I set up the dates with my manager, and started to get ready. The tickets were all sold out in a week, so I added new dates, which were also sold out in a few days. I start next month: hopefully.’ I whispered, my body becoming weaker. I glanced at Louis who was sat listening contently. 

‘You’ll be there!’ he promised, eyes starting to close, his face becoming expressionless.

‘Louis!’ I said as strongly as I could. ‘Don’t you dare go anywhere’ I said squeezing his hand as hard as I could.

‘But the carrots are calling Me.’ he whispered sleepily.

‘The carrots aren’t important!’ I said still squeezing his hand.

‘Yes they are!’ he protested before adding ‘But I suppose you’re even more important!’

‘Thank you’ I said trying to get up again. We needed to get out of here; otherwise the consequences wouldn’t be as good as this conversation.

‘Georgia- get back down’ Louis pleaded trying to pull me back down without getting hurt further. 

‘We need to get out of here’ I said faintly. I released my hand from Louis grasp, removing my other hand from around the pole; letting the flow of blood increase. The once pale coloured top, now a deep crimson. I could hear movement in the background. So instead of trying to move the rubble like I had intended, I lied back down, wincing as the pole moved in my flesh, and began to shout for help, my voice wavering in places. Louis quickly cached on to what I was doing and also began shouting for help. I quickly returned my hands to the gaping wound- applying as much pressure as I could. I carried on shouting along with Louis: hoping that someone would hear us. Eventually I began to hear footsteps getting closer and closer, eventually stopping a few meters away from us both.

‘Hello?’ the voice shouted.

‘Hello’ Louis shouted back as I let go of the breath that I didn’t know I was holding.

‘My names Claire. I’m a paramedic. Can you tell me what I’m dealing with please?’ she asked. I started to hear a low rumble but I put it to the back of my mind, thinking that it was Claire moving the rubble surrounding us.

‘There are two of us.’ I stated my head pounding with hope and anticipation that I was finally getting out of the space in which I had been in for 20 minutes. ‘We both have stab wounds in our side. Mine still has the pole in but Louis took his out. We can’t move, there’s too much rubble on us and around us.’ I said grabbing onto Louis hand for dear life. There it was again, the rumble. It sounded like thunder, only this time I couldn’t see the flashes of light. I could only hear the patter of rain and the noise of the thunder.

‘Ok, can you tell me your name?’ Claire asked as she got closer, both of us still unable to see her- only able to hear her.

‘Georgia and Louis!’ Louis said as loud as he could. The pain was getting to him now, much more than before.  I saw him close his eyes slowly, still squeezing my hand every so often.

‘Come on Louis, we nearly there. Sing to me’ I pleaded hoping that it would work.

‘I don’t want to!’ he refused turning his head to look at me.

‘Louis, you can’t give up now. We’ve been through too much. Remember what I said earlier’ I begged him to keep his eyes open and not to fall asleep. I couldn’t lose him, not after I had just got him back.

‘I’m not giving up; I said I’d catch you right? I’m not going to let you fall!’ he whispered inching closer to me. His face only centimetres away from mine: the skin on my hand, now touching his. I looked straight into his eyes as I heard the rumble again. This wasn’t a thunder storm, or Claire moving the bricks from around us. This was the sound of the roof collapsing on top of us. This was the sound of death.

 

I placed my good hand up to my fingers telling Louis to be quiet.

‘Claire, Louis stopped breathing’ I said acting as panicked as possible.

‘What? How long ago?’ she asked starting to get upset.

‘I don’t know a couple of seconds?’ I said still looking at a very confused Louis.

‘Keep applying pressure to your wound and if you can, Louis’ as well. I’ll be right back’ I heard her get up, her breathing getting further away. Mission accomplished.  If I could help someone live, even if it meant dying myself then I was ok with that. I knew there was no way Claire or anyone for that matter was going to get me and Louis out in a couple of seconds, so I did the only thing I could do. I saved her life by getting her out of the building. By her tone of voice, I could tell she was young, she had her own life ahead of her, she didn’t need to die by saving someone.

‘What did you do that for?’ Louis asked puzzled.

‘You’ll see’ I said hoping he didn’t see the tears in my eyes.

‘Don’t cry, everything’s going to be fine’ he said assuring me, his free hand now wiping away the tears that were cascading down my dusty face.

‘No it’s not Louis, it’s really not!’ I said not trying to stop the tears. How could I tell him that he was going to die, I couldn’t do it, so instead I asked him to do something.

‘Louis?’ I asked making sure I had his attention. He nodded slightly, still staring at me. ‘Kiss me?’ by this point the rain was slowly falling into the building through the slight holes in the roof, gently soaking us. I could see a small river of red wash away from our bodies: my hair now plastered to my skull.

‘Are you sure?’ he asked holding my chin, bringing his face closer to mine.

‘Never been more sure about anything my entire life.’ I spoke softly trying not to let it show how scared I was. This was after all going to be my last ever kiss, and who better than with someone I love. This time Louis didn’t speak, he just simply let his lips land on mine, the feeling of safeness returning after a year of feeling alone. Well at least I had finally had a kiss in the rain, every girls dream right?

‘I love you’ I spoke softly, honestly meaning every word.

‘I love you too’ he sighed, holding me close. then without warning there was another earth shattering crash, I could feel the air being pushed at every opportunity, leaving me winded and broken, my hand still wrapped around the pole, the other holding onto Louis for dear life. Our faces still touching, I pushed out my lips, hoping that I would feel Louis respond. I didn’t. This was the final blow his body could take, he’d finally let me fall. I was almost ready to give in myself when I heard Louis voice. I convinced myself that I must have seen wrong, that the dust was obscuring my vision, that he wasn’t gone, that he was still very much alive. It took me a few seconds before I finally realised that the voice was in fact coming from my mind. I listened closely, repeating everything again in my own voice.

 ‘I’m sorry that I let you fall!’ I tried to call him back but to no avail. Instead I did what Louis had done. I gave up. I let my body drift to where Louis was, hopefully being able to see both him and my granddad again.

 

The headline the next day was simple.

COUPLE DIE IN ROOF COLLAPSE.

 

But this wasn’t the end. How could it be? There’s still too much to say. Yes 2 people did die, but they weren’t me or Louis. In fact it was two people that hadn’t even being mentioned for a while. I hadn’t actually even met one of them, never even heard of them in fact. But I’m getting a little too ahead of myself; I need to go back to the morning after the night of the collapse, back to when I thought I was dead.

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The pain in my body was subsiding but it didn’t matter how much pain relief they gave me, I could still feel it, every bone in my body aching. I searched my mind for any clues what had happened after the roof collapsed but found none. I was waiting to hear a voice telling me that I was dead. A voice telling me I was able to see my granddad or Louis. I waited and waited hoping that I would see them instead… nothing. What was different to last time? I hadn’t even properly died and I could still see and talk to granddad. Maybe it only worked if you hadn’t properly died. Maybe I was too dead for it to work. I relaxed a little and willed something to happen, some sort of sign that it would all be ok. I focused on something happening but found nothing. Instead there was a blinding light shining through my closed eye lids, making me want to shut my eyes harder, blocking out the light. To be totally truthful, I probably could have opened my eyes if I had truly wanted to, but if I did that then I would have to face the consequences, find out the many answers to the questions running through my mind. I wanted to know where I was, why I wasn’t seeing my granddad like I had expected, where Louis was and if everyone got out alive. I needed to know. After a few more moments I knew exactly where I was. I could tell from the beeping and the low muttering of the doctors and nurses.  I was back in hospital. Brilliant. Wait! Does that mean I’m not dead? I continued lying on the hard bed, listening to the conversation two people were having by my bedside.

‘Is she going to be ok?’ a female asked, walking over and sitting by my side. I knew the voice but I really couldn’t place a face to it.

‘She’s going to be fine. She has a few broken ribs but that’s all. Her wound on her side has been stitched. She was lucky that it wasn’t a few millimetres to the right; otherwise she would have lost a kidney.’ A male voice answered.

‘Thank you! Could you let me know if any of the others wake up?’ the female asked again, still in the same position as she was before. The male didn’t answer so I presumed he had just nodded his head before walking back out of the room. I listened to the females breathing, willing her to talk again so I could place a face to the voice.

‘Wake up Georgia. Louis needs you!’ the voice whispered softly. HEATHER. I knew exactly who it was as soon as I heard her say my name. And what did she mean by ‘Louis needs me?’ I opened my eyes slowly, still unsure of what I should expect. There in front of me sat a very tired looking heather. She had a nice cut above her left eye; but apart from that she was unscathed.

‘I’m alive?’ I asked weakly, voicing my thoughts.

‘Georgia? Thank god you’re alright!’ she let out a sigh of relief before pulling me into a hug. ‘And what do you mean you’re alive? Of course you’re bloody alive silly!’  She laughed still holding onto me.

‘Oww’ I protested as she hugged me a little too tight.

‘Opps! Sorry’ she said pulling away instantly. I gave her a little smile showing that there was no harm done.

‘What the hell happened to you?’ she asked shaking her head.

‘I have absolutely no idea!’ I reeled off, hoping that the conversation would quickly turn to everyone else. ‘What happened?’ I asked through the silence.

‘A car crashed into the front of the building; causing it to collapse. Unfortunately for you and Louis, it collapsed a 2^nd time while you were both still in there?’

‘A car just randomly crashed into the pub?’ I asked confused.

‘We don’t know! No one tells us anything round here’ she sighed painfully.

‘Tell me about it! What about the others? What about your baby?’ I sighed before suddenly remembering about the welfare of everyone else.

‘Everyone’s fine. Jennifer’s’ babies are fine as well. Harry and Jess managed to get out straight away, raising the alarm. Zayn helped me out, Tom doing the same for Jennifer.  Liam and Amy were out next, Jessica and Aiden were next then niall and Jennie. Overall there were no more than a few broken bones, nothing serious. When harry realised that you and Louis weren’t out, he tried to go back; Zayn had to hold him back as the building was beginning to look even more unstable as before. Then a paramedic came out rushing past us mumbling about Louis not breathing.’ I let out a small smile causing heather to give me a confused look.

‘My fault! I knew the roof was going to collapse, so I told her that Louis wasn’t breathing, knowing that she’d have to leave to get something to help. I didn’t want her to die when there was no way we were going to get out’ I explained sadly, causing several more question to rise in my head.

‘Anyway, the paramedic was just about to crawl back in to go and get you, while the firemen were getting ready, but then the roof collapsed.’ Heather stated simply. I could see the tears in her eyes, causing mine to start to fall.

‘We all just stood there completely frozen. Zayn let go of harry, knowing that if her tried to go back in that he would follow. We didn’t move, well we couldn’t from all the dust. Just as we all realised what had happened, niall spotted something out of the corner of his eye. There was a backend of the car in the front of the building, the front submerged in rubble.’ Heather carried on: explaining what happened after the second collapse, keeping me informed of everything what I had missed.

‘Someone had crashed into the building?’ I asked confused.  Heather didn’t answer she just simply nodded.

‘Where’s Louis?’ I asked wanting to make sure he was ok. Heathers face twisted into a mask of worry and sympathy.

‘I’m sorry…’ she said sadly, her eyes leaking tears as if they were waterfalls. ‘He’s in surgery at the moment. The pole pierced his liver; they don’t know if he’ll make it.’ She whispered softly, looking down at her large bump. I nodded my head slowly, not knowing what to do. I sank back into the bed, being careful of my chest. ‘Do you want me to give you a moment?’ I nodded again not trusting myself to speak. ‘I’ll send the others in a bit.’ She said making her way out of the door and down the endless corridor. I stared at the ceiling for what felt like hours, not knowing what to do with myself. I felt the tears fall down my already stained face, not bothering to wipe them away. How could I lose Louis? Especially after I had just got him back…

I waited for what felt like hours before having the sudden urge to go for a wonder. I pulled back the itchy covers revealing my bare legs and a horrible hospital gown. Luckily someone had gotten me some of my PJ’s so I quickly changed into them before pulling my drip with me out of the door. I turned my head making sure that no-one was hovering in the corridor before turning left, not really sure where I was heading. I walked towards the end, looking out of each window as I passed. There were several people walking to and from the hospital visiting loved ones or leaving on a happier term. I hated hospitals. Like seriously hated hospitals (Not as much as spiders or dentist’s though). For me it was a place to go when you were dying. If anyone could help it; they wouldn’t step foot in a hospital, so it must be bad for anyone to have to go. That’s only my opinion though and I know that hospitals can’t be that bad! I mean I did want to work in one was I was younger. I found an empty chair looking out one of the many windows along one of the walls. I pushed my drip towards it, before plonking my bum down, still looking out of the window, the people the people out there, letting them captivate my thoughts. I stared out there for several minutes, just thinking and letting the world pass by. I felt my eyes start to drop from the tiredness last night had caused; I really wanted to sleep; especially now knowing that I could. But Instead I was shaken awake by a woman shouting from the room opposite. I knew that if someone was shouting in a hospital it wasn’t normally a good sign. So I decided to keep out of the way. I waited for a few moments, wanting to be nosy, but I also really didn’t want to be cooped up in a little room for god knows how long. I carried on looking out of the window, carefully listening to the conversation that was happening opposite. I unexpectedly heard several cries of disbelief and disappointment. Someone had just died.

I watched as a nurse made her way out of the room, her eyes bloodshot and tear drops still falling down her pale skin. I turned my head away from her to give her some privacy, not wanting her to feel uncomfortable that I was watching her cry. I could still see her out of the corner of my eye, but paid no attention to what she was doing. Until I heard a name that I would much rather forget. 

The nurse had walked into the room next to the one she had just come out of. I could hear her talking quietly, explaining what had just happened. I listened carefully to the reaction of the other person, not hearing what I had expected. I started to walk towards the door, wheeling my drip with me: not really sure what I was doing. I waited for the nurse to come out. Her eyes still bloodshot but she wasn’t crying anymore.

‘Excuse me’ I intervened her as she walked past me. ‘I was just wondering if it was ok for me to go visit my friend.’

‘Were you in the same accident as her? The roof collapse?’ she asked, I quickly nodded, trying to hold back the shock and anger that was bubbling up inside me.

‘I suppose she needs a familiar face. Her boyfriends just died. Did you know him?’ I shook my head quietly; not daring myself to speak.

‘Not for long mind you, you both need your rest’ she agreed before walking off, wiping her eyes as she went. I walked into the room, looking at the female sat on the bed, a look of disappointment sketched on her face as she saw me.

‘Cher?’ I asked stepping into the room. There, lied in bed in front of me, was someone I never wanted to meet again. So why the hell was I walking towards her willingly: intrigued to know more.

‘Oh you didn’t die then?’ she asked both surprised and disappointed.

‘No I didn’t!’ I snapped back. ‘Trust me; I was as surprised as you are now.’

‘Why are you here?’ she scoffed, obviously annoyed that I was still alive.

‘To be totally honest, I have no idea! But now that I am here- I want answers’ I explained as forcefully as I could.

‘Well I won’t be here long so go on then. What do you want to know?’ she asked again, her long face eyelashes brushing along the bottom of her eyes.

‘Everything. Start from the last time I saw you’ I helped; pushing her along the right tracks.

‘Well as you know I was in prison for 6 months! Nothing much happened. I met Paul In there,’ she started to explain: an evil smirk plastered onto her once heavily make-upped face.

‘Paul the one who just…’ I interrupted, now knowing how to phrase the end of the sentence.

‘Died? Yeah that’s the one’ she said still smirking. ‘He was on my side you see, I couldn’t stand you, and since I couldn’t stand you: neither could he. Very easily led was Paul. Not much of a looker though, but still he did the job.’ she sighed, not looking at all sad that her ‘boy friend had just died.

‘What’s wrong with you?’ I shouted bewildered by her actions. ‘Your boyfriend just died and all your worried about is the fact I’m not dead.’ god how I detested that woman.

‘He was only with me to do the job, which he succeeded in, luckily for him or he would have been gone a long time ago. The fact that he died while helping me was not a setback in any of my plans, just merely a slight upsetting moment which I worried about for a few seconds, but now since you are out of the equation, I don’t have to worry about Paul, you’re here now, ready for me to finish off.’ she threatened looking very pleased with herself.

‘In. Your. Dreams’ I snarled getting closer to wanting to strangle her.

‘Every night!’ she laughed- her drawn on eye brows rising up at the comment- winding me up even more than I already was. I took a step towards her, arm ready, but I heard a voice at the back of my mind, telling me to be the bigger person. So instead of hitting her like I had planned I took a step back and turned around so I was staring at the white wall instead of her face. Once I had calmed down I spun back round to still see her laughing.

‘What is your problem? I mean what I have I done so bad that you want to kill me?’ I asked really wanting to know. ‘As far as I’m concerned; you only want Louis: which is fine by me, if Louis wants you then you can have him. But do you really need to kill me in the process?’ I asked. ‘I don’t have to be here at all listening to your excuses: but for some stupid reason, someone up in my brain, my conscience maybe, is telling me to hear you out. You have 5 minutes to tell me everything!’ I sighed staring down at the worthless person in front of me. She looked a little shocked at my outburst, not really knowing what to say, before she realised what I was getting at.

‘You have everything I’ve always wanted. You won the biggest singing competition ever! You have life that I can only dream of. Yeah I make music and yeah people buy it, but I am nowhere near as good as you! You have people falling at your feet who love you for who you are, people only love me because they have to. The whole time I was on the x factor, people misjudged me; saying that I was a stroppy teenager; that I didn’t deserve all the fame I was getting. Do you know how worthless that made me feel? It still does. I only did the things that I did because I was jealous. And I admit that. I wanted to take everything that I could away from you. Even if that meant taking away your life!’ she both angry and sad, the realisation of what she had done hitting her.

‘You made my life hell. I was scared to go out.’ I whispered not sure whether to believe her or not.

‘I know, and I really am sorry. Looking back now I know what I did was wrong!’ should I believe her? I honestly didn’t know. ‘I hate myself for it but at the time I thought it was necessary. And as much as you hate me- I don’t regret what I did. Call me selfish if you want, but what I was doing made me happy. And you should…’

‘Never regret anything that once made you smile’ I sighed, agreeing with her, finishing off her sentence before she could.

‘Exactly’ she nodded slightly.

‘But that still doesn’t explain why you wanted me dead. If you really hated what the media have always been saying about you, then you should have changed it, not blamed someone who had everything you wanted. It wasn’t fair on you and it certainly wasn’t fair on me.’ I protested angrily. I know that she had explained why she hated me, but really did she have to attempt to kill me in the process.

‘Like I said before; I was jealous. If I got rid of you then people might actually like me for once. If I became everything you were; people would like me, not hate me for what I was like 3 years ago. I never wanted Louis, never. But if I had him, I was one step closer to becoming you. I was one step closer to being everything I had always wanted.’ she analyzed. I pulled up a chair next to her bed, being careful of my chest and drip.

‘Cher, you’re amazing. Your 1^st audition 3 years ago was amazing. You just… you just lost it halfway through. And to be perfectly honest it wasn’t your fault. At 17 years old it was just too much for you to handle. I should know I was 17 as well and the amount of times I wanted to give up was unbelievable, but I carried on because I wanted to prove to so many people that I could do it. I stayed true to myself so that I didn’t fall into the trap you did. You weren’t emotionally ready for it, so you did the only thing you could do. You made yourself known so that people would remember you. Even if it meant they would remember you for all the wrong reasons. The press make up stories, true or not to get people to read. Unfortunately for you, they were all true. You wanted to win so much; you lost all your respect for everyone, including yourself. You can sing, you proved that in the 4^th week with stay. You really don’t need to become someone else for people to know that. You really should be proud of everything you have achieved. Apart from obviously trying to kill me, that wasn’t one of your best ideas. When you get out of here, you need to walk out; head held high and change everyone’s opinion on you. You need to become as big as possible, using all the right means. No killing people, no lying to get what you want, you need to do it the proper way. Then maybe, just maybe, people will start to see the real you.’ I explained letting the words hit her hard. She looked at the sheets for a few seconds, the tears slowly falling down her face.

‘I’m the reason you’re here.’ She said slowly, looking up as she did. I looked at her confused, before remembering what the nurse had said earlier…

‘’‘Were you in the same accident as her? The roof collapse?’’’

‘You were there?’ I asked slowly waiting for her response. She nodded gently, letting it sink in. I suddenly remember what heather had told me earlier…

‘You were in the car? You crashed into the building trying to finish me off?’ I asked losing all respect I had gained in the last 20 minutes of talking to her.

‘When I was in prison, I knew that when I got out I would have to get revenge. I know 6 months wasn’t as much as I should have got but it was enough. I hated it in there. It was scary and dirty and just plain horrible. Half the people in there had been in long enough to now know who I was which was kinda a good thing as it meant no special treatment, but it also made me realise how small I was in the celebrity world. I resented you even more for that so when I met Paul, I knew he was the perfect solution. He knew who I was, which helped, and he was pretty handy with tracking people. The minute I got out I got straight to planning my revenge, only having to wait a few more months till Paul got out. I spent hours researching what had happened in the past 6 months to not just you but also Louis. I still thought he was the solution to getting rid of you, but when I read that you had broken up I knew that I could forget about him, setting my main focus onto you. The minute Paul got out we set to planning. We got a whiff about an engagement party being held at your local pub for harry and Jess and I knew that you’d be there. So we decided that the best way to get rid of you, once and for all, was to crash into the building, hoping that it would be the final blow for you. We got into the car that night, ready to bring you down but Paul shocked me. We were sat in the car waiting for the right moment to drive when he asked me to marry him. I agreed instantly not really listening to what he was saying, to busy replaying the plan in my head to care. But then he wouldn’t stop going on about how happy he was, that he couldn’t wait. I figured that as soon as you were gone, I wouldn’t need him anymore; that I could shake him off, so I just sat back and listened, letting him ramble on. Then the time came for him to start the car and drive. And so we did. The car got faster before eventually we crashed straight into the front of the building. I knew it was the right place as I could see you talking to Louis in one of the windows. I watched as you fell to the ground, a smirk on my face that I had finally achieved what I had wanted for so long. I didn’t care about anyone else. Only the fact that you were in pain and dying. I didn’t even care about the man I had just agreed to marry.’ She whispered, her explanation coming to a close. 

I looked at her, weighing up in my mind what I should be feeling. She’d had it hard and I understood that but should I really be that understanding. That was the 2^nd time she had tried to kill me.

‘I need to go’ I said standing up, not wanting to stay much longer.

‘Thank you for listening to me. It really means a lot.’ She thanked; a comforting smile now on her face instead of the smirk she was wearing when I first walked in. I stood silently for a while.

‘If none of my friends die, then I won’t say anything. Meaning you can start a new life. If they do, then I’ll be queuing to get you sent down. If you want to go anyway then I won’t stop you, but I really want you to get your life back on track’ I told her before silently making my way back down the deserted corridor, dragging my drip with me.

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‘Where the hell have you been?’ a voice shouted out as soon as I walked back through the door to my hospital room. There, stood in the room, were 2 nurses and all my friends, the voice belonging to Jess.

‘Hello?’ I said timidly, a little scared at what they were going to do with me for making them all worried. One of the two nurses made her way over to me ahead of leading me back to my bed. I got in, still cautious of every single pair of eyes staring at me. I pulled the sheets over my legs, the unimportant drip to the side of me.

‘Where have you been?’ harry asked as everyone pulled up a chair around my bed. I really wasn’t ready for explaining everything at the moment so I simply shrugged my shoulders, telling them that I just wanted a change of scenery. I could tell none of them believed me but I was grateful for none of them pushing in further. I looked around the small group, noting all the changes in their appearance. They didn’t look that different but you could tell that all of them had been in the wars. As I said before, heather had a deep cut above her left eye that currently had several stitches covering it. Zayn was still a little dusty, plus he also had a bandage over his right hand and several small cuts around his face. Niall had nothing serious just some small cuts and bruises. Jennie had her arm in a sling, her face perfect and unharmed. Jessica and Aiden looked perfectly normal; both were stood at the back of the room, Jessica’s head resting on Aiden’s shoulder. Both were still a little dusty. Liam and Amy were fine. Amy’s hair was gray instead of blonde but she still looked the same. Liam’s hand now potted residing in a sling. Tom stood next to his girlfriend. Not a scratch on him while heather had a long gash down the side of her face. Harry and Jess were stationed beside me. Both of them fine. Jess had a nasty cut up her neck and face, harry had a deep cut above the bridge of his nose, making him look like he had a mono-brow.  Apart from that, they all looked fine. A little shaken and tired but fine. I lied back in my bed, taking in everyone’s appearance. Then it suddenly hit me. After my little chat with Cher, I realised that however much a part Cher took in all this, it wasn’t her fault. It was mine. She would never have crashed into that building if it wasn’t for me. I might not have asked to try and kill me but still… I finished looking round the room, aware of everyone talking. I closed my eyes, letting the sleep take over, aware of the sound of people rushing past my door, in state of Chaos…..

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I woke up to a pair of eyes staring back at me. I can’t have been asleep very long as everyone was still in the same position, the only difference was harry was now standing talking to a nurse in hushed whisper, a look of disbelief sketched onto his face. I couldn’t be bothered listening to what they were saying so I carried on staring at the ceiling, thinking about my conversation with Cher. Soon I watched the nurse walk out, before harry walked back to Jess, now talking to her in hushed whispers, her face dropping silently before looking at me.

They both finished talking, as they stood awkwardly not knowing what to do with the new found information. I saw harry nudge Jess towards me, obviously not wanting to deliver the information himself.

‘Where did you go really when you went for a walk? And don’t say you went for a change of scenery!’ she said prising the information out of me. Ahhhh so this was about Cher. But was I ready for them to know everything?

‘I went for a walk’ I lied, everyone now listening.

‘Don’t lie to me Georgia! We both know you didn’t go for a walk, why didn’t you just say that you were visiting Cher?’ as soon as her name was mentioned there were several gasps that echoed around the room, all the tone of surprise.

‘Because I am only just getting my head round the fact that I’m stuck in a hospital bed again. I didn’t want to have to explain everything she told me. I’m not even sure I want you all to know. She’s changed. I know that’s hard to believe, but she honestly has. When she leaves here, she’s going to prove it’ I explained sadly.

‘She already has Georgia. She’s just told the police everything. About the collapse AND everything that happened last year. But she can’t prove herself anymore…’ Jess told me sadly; harry wrapping his arm around her comfortingly.

‘What do you mean?’ I asked confused.

‘She died twenty minutes ago…’ I heard myself gasp, my breath catching in my throat.

‘Can I have some time alone?’ I asked as loudly as I could. I needed time by myself, to let everything sink in.

‘Sure’ Harry nodded, leading everyone out of my room. I watched as they all left, all of them giving me a sympathetic look. As soon as I was alone, I burst into tears, not bothering to wipe them away. How could she be dead? I was only talking to her a few hours ago. I was extremely grateful that she proved herself before she died though, for her own conscience or whatever, she totally changed any opinions I once had of her. I lied in bed thinking about how short life was, and about how we should live everyday as our last. If I died now, I could honestly say was happy. I had achieved everything I have always wanted. I had the most amazing friends and family. I had a multi-million pound record deal and I had a number one album out. For once I was happy with my life. Sure I didn’t exactly know where me and Louis stood, but I wasn’t going to let him go anywhere again. He meant too much to me. Whenever I was with him, I got a sense of happiness and safeness. He cared about me and I was the same about him. He wasn’t going anywhere again. Just as I was about to go back to sleep, Zayn’s head popped round the corner, causing me to open my eyes at the sound of the door opening.

‘Louis about to wake up.’ he said simply walking over to help me as I swivelled my legs out of bed, ready to go see him. I walked side by side with Zayn to a big set of doors where everyone was waiting.

‘Only one allowed.’ Niall stated. I gave each of my friends a quick hug, promising to tell them everything about Cher when I got back. They each gave me a nod and smiled at me as I walked out of sight. My drip dragging behind me. As I walked into recovery, I could see him lied next to the window, still unconscious from the anaesthetic. One of the doctors pulled out a chair so that I could sit down next to him. I didn’t have to wait for long, before he started to stir. I lifted myself up, careful not to hurt either of us. Then slowly he opened his eyes, just to be met with my head blocking his vision. His eyes looked different from before, they weren’t dull and grey, they were his normal deep blue and sparkling in the sun light. He gave me a flash of his dazzling smile, his face not crumpled in pain as it was the last time I saw him.

‘Alright carrot boy, you gave me a scare back then’ I said looking at him, still staring deep into his eyes. He didn’t speak for awhile, but when he did, my whole life was complete. I forgot about Cher, and everything that had happened in the past year. I just simply nodded my head and bent my mouth towards him.

‘Marry me?’  Was all he said, but it was enough to know that he was always going to catch me……..

 

 

8 YEARS LATER

 

I sighed I was finally done.  After 3 months of writing, 61, 886 words and 133 pages later; I could finally relax. I had just finished my last ever piece of creative writing coursework for my degree. I quickly finished writing the last paragraph of the conclusion before pressing the print button at the top of the screen. Knowing that I would have to wait for a while, I stayed sitting down, re-reading the first few lines of the opening paragraph.

 

“Stories, we all spend most our lives telling them, about this, about that, about people, but some, some stories are so good, we wish they never end. They’re so gripping we’ll go without sleep just to see a little bit more. Some stories bring us laughter and sometimes they bring us tears but isn’t that what a great story does? Makes you feel. Stories that are so powerful, they really are with us forever.

                                               

‘So Georgia, what is life like four months down the line?’ the radio presenter……..”

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I quickly scanned the rest of the page, agreeing with what I had written. I soon heard the printer stop printing, so I stood up out of my chair at the back of the room, before making my way over to the printer. I lifted out a hefty wad of paper, not knowing whether to staple it or to hole punch it all and then add a treasury tag. I decided upon the treasury tag as it would take a lot less effort and time. I quickly separated the pages into smaller piles and hole-punched the top left hand corner, hopefully hitting the same place in each pile. Once I had done that I turned and started to walk towards the front of room, where there was a small queue leading to my lecturer. As I was waiting, I took a quick glance around the room, taking in that it would most likely be the last time I was ever going to be taught in the same room. I glanced at the large whiteboard, stood against the side of one of the walls. I smiled as I read the statement again- letting the words sink in for the last time. 3 months ago, when I first read the statement, I was dreading having to write about it, having to bring up the past again that I had conveniently forgotten. But I was happy with this, somewhat satisfied. The fact that I had to bring up the past wasn’t as satisfying but I was confident about my coursework which would hopefully get me the grade I wanted. As the person in front of me handed in his coursework, I got ready to hand mine in. looking at the pile; mine was easily the largest amount of pages. The others not being anymore than 20. The minimum amount of words for this essay was 10,000 which I had easily covered but luckily for me my lecturer hadn’t given me a maximum number of words, which wasn’t so good for her. I waited until my lecturer, Rachel, had finished what she was doing before I placed my essay in the tray provided. As soon as she saw the large amount of paper, her face fell, hey eyes not moving from my essay.

‘Sorry!’ I apologised sympathetically. ‘I just couldn’t stop writing!’

‘How many pages?’ she asked shocked as she picked it up and started to weigh the amount in her hands.

‘133 on Microsoft word!’ I replied shyly, waiting anxiously for her response.

‘It better be good’ she moaned before looking up and giving me a small smile. ‘But I will say I’m looking forward to reading it’ her smile getting bigger. I grinned back, still looking at my essay, hoping it was good enough.

‘Trust me; I hope it’s good as well!’ I laughed. We carried on talking for awhile- before I told her I had to get going.

‘Good luck!’ she replied smiling. I felt myself smile back. She wasn’t referring to the paper or even anything to do with university. She was talking about the next step in my life. The one that was, since a few months ago, unknown knowledge.

‘Thank you’ I smiled softly showing my gratitude. I gave Rachel a quick hug knowing that this time would officially be the last time I was ever likely to see her. I said goodbye before I made my way back to my seat, ready to leave the room for the last time. My three year course finally over.  I quickly logged of before shutting down the computer. I tided away my things, packing my bag as I went. I pulled on my purple jack wills hoodie before walking out of the door, ready to face what was at home.

I walked out of the university entrance, through the busy streets of London towards the nearest underground. I walked down the many steps, only stopping at the bottom to buy myself a drink. How unfit? I know! I scanned my ticket before I walked through the now open gates and down several more steps which was supposed to be the escalator. But as usual in the underground they weren’t working. I quickly walked to my platform hoping that it wouldn’t be too long till the next train. Fortunately one just pulled up as I got there so I hopped on and found a seat just down from the entrance. I got my iphone out of my bag and plugged my earphones into my ears, allowing me to block out the noise from the strangers surrounding me. As the train stopped: more and more people go off, causing the carriage to rapidly become empty. As the train finally came to a standstill at the last stop, I got up and walked to the entrance. I walked through the station turning down my music as I did so.  I walked to the bus stop which was situated near the exit of the station. Again the bus wasn’t too long, but this time it wasn’t busy. Which I really didn’t expect at 2 o’clock on a Friday afternoon. The doors opened; allowing everyone to step on. I made my way onto the top deck, placing myself on the back row. We were driving way out of London now, into the quiet peaceful part that not many people knew about. I loved it out here. The quietness of the traffic amazed me as only a few miles away the amount of cars and noise was unbelievable. I looked out of the window, enjoying the view. The birds flying high, the mums and their children walking, playing. It made me realise that however much I was going to love what I was about to do. I was honestly scared. But I suppose after everything I had done while at university, I deserved it. I carried on looking out of my window, noting mentally where I was so I wouldn’t miss my stop. I pressed the stop button hard, realising that my mental note hadn’t exactly worked. The bus screeched to a halt, allowing me to step of the bus, my bag slung over my arm. I walked away through the small village letting the clean air wash over me. You really would never have thought I was less than 30 miles from the centre of London. I walked away from the village to a deserted side lane that was covered with bushes and trees. I walked up noticing the car that was parked up outside my house. Brilliant, that was at least 2 more people I was going to have to feed tonight.

I walked up the path to my house, taking in the view surrounding it. The large dark wooden door taking up several meters of the light wood covering the walls. The glass walls making an appearance as I got nearer to the building. I reached out for the door handle pressing it down so that I could get the full view of the interior of my house. I closed the door behind me silently, hoping that no-one would hear me. I wasn’t meant to be home as early so I wanted to surprise anyone who was home. I turned round, talking in the rest of my house. It didn’t matter how many time I had walked through the door, I was still speechless. The glass windows covered two out of the four walls from the ceiling to the floor. The light they let through was amazing, and when we didn’t want the light shining through we simply just shut the long black blinds. There were no full walls in the middle of the house, as it was purely open plan. But obviously upstairs wasn’t. Could you imagine going to the toilet in the middle of the house with everyone watching? Ohhh god! Anyway the other two walls were a light brown which contained several photos that captured the past that I wanted to remember. I walked silently up to the first picture which contained 3 people, me and my family, laughing and smiling at the camera, clearly enjoying themselves. As I moved onto the next one I heard the slight patter of feet, getting closer and closer. I saw a small boy of 4 run up to me, arms out stretched; wanting to be picked up by ‘mummy’

‘Hello gorgeous’ I whispered bending down to pick up my son Dylan.

‘Mummy’s home’ he giggled, causing my lips to twitch upwards in another smile. I held him close as I carried on looking at the several pictures that were stuck to my wall.  I moved onto the next picture which contained 7 smiling faces. I smiled back, remembering the day in which it was taken. I was with my then boyfriend and his band mates on the first day I had met them. I was waiting to sing my first single live at Wembley.  The atmosphere was amazing I’ve got to tell you. I carried on looking at several more photos’ remembering how happy I was in most of them. There was the odd one which showed the horrors of my past. One didn’t contain any people at all. It was just a snapshot of a collapsed building. I ran my fingers over the now smooth scar that resided along the right side of my body, remembering the pain I was it 8 years ago. A lot had happened since then. I had gotten married to the love of my life. I had recorded another album, which also went to number one, and I had started a family, which was about to double in size in the next 8 months or so, even though it was only me that knew. I hadn’t got round to telling anyone yet. But twins!! Seriously. I can barely look after the 2 that I have now, let alone another two. The last picture that was hammered on to the wall was a picture of my husband and me, on our wedding day. 2 years after he proposed to me in hospital we tied the knot, nothing to fancy, but something perfect for the both of us. I decided now was a better time than any to make my presence known so, still carrying my 4 year old son, I walked into the corner of the room, that was separated by a partial wall, that was called the living room. There on the many chairs were 5 men and one female that looked as if she had had a very big dinner. Unfortunately Dylan gave away my presence as he shouted for his ‘dada’ causing the 6 people to turn round in awe.

‘Hey gorgeous’ said Louis as he got up and walked over to me, taking our son of my hands.

‘Hey Georgia’

‘Vas happenin?’

‘Bonjour’

‘Supp Georgia’

‘Hey hepps’ chorused the 5 people that were spread across my living room sofas, none of them looking up from the overly large TV screen that was showing the football game between Manchester United and Chelsea. Why Jess still called me hepps was beyond me, I hadn’t been known as heppell for at least 6 years. She was curled up against harry, who had his hands protectively around her stomach. She was 6 months pregnant, but luckily for her she wasn’t showing. I on the other hand was, but many people just thought I had put on weight. Cheeky bastards. Liam was sat on the one-seater chair, feet resting on the arm rest. I hit his leg playfully, giving him the hint to take them off. He understood the message, but as soon as I turned round to talk to niall, they were back on. I gave up fighting the already lost battle, I should know by now that they acted like they lived her. I literally just needed to add several more beds and invite Amy, heather and niamh over and they would happily move in. Jess already nearly lived here, so I didn’t even need to ask her. Niall and Zayn were sprawled across the floor, play fighting while the adverts were on. Typical boys. I turned back round to Louis who was in a full on conversation with Dylan about god knows what. I left them too it, as I made my way into the kitchen to get myself a glass of water. I leant back against the counter, revelling in the next few days’ events. After a few years of carrying on with my career, I fell pregnant with Dylan, meaning that I would have to take time off to focus on bringing up my son. I didn’t want to spend all that time doing nothing so I went to university to do a creative writing course. I had always loved writing, expressing my feelings in the style of words, so it was an ideal opportunity for me, and after 3 years I had finally finished. Louis and the rest of the band had done a global tour just after we had gotten married, and all of us girls, including half of our friends had tagged along, receiving a fee holiday out of them.

I had just finished my glass of water when louder footsteps than before entered the room,

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PART 19 HAPPY ENDING (8 YEARS ON)

Louis face coming into view; his big Cheshire grin plastered onto his face. He walked up to me and held me in a bone crushing hug. I held him close, not wanting to lose him.

‘How was your day gorgeous?’ he asked still holding me.

 ‘Tiring!’ I moaned quietly, pressing my head closer into his shoulder, inhaling his smell. I watched as he raised his eyebrows, as if asking for more information. ‘You know how it is, last day and all.’ I said still resting my head on his chest.

‘Hand in your coursework ok?’ he asked still holding me close. He knew exactly how much that essay and even how much the whole course meant to me. I nodded, a smile beginning to form on my face, not wanting to move from the position I was in.

 ‘I’m proud of you; you know that don’t you?’ he asked pulling away and looking at me, his eyes sparkling with life. ‘I might not show it all the time, but I really do love you’ he whispered; bending his head to replace the air around my lips with his. I smiled into the kiss, our noses occasionally brushing against each other as we did so.

‘Where’s Dylan?’ I asked as we pulled away.

‘With Jess and harry. They’re getting practice!’ he smiled, bending down and placing a soft kiss at the end of my nose before spinning round to grab an apple out of the fruit basket. I knew now was a better time than any to tell him the new news, so I took a deep breath and prepared myself.

‘Well, I think we might need some more practice’ I said hinting, yet not actually telling him. He turned round slowly, making eye contact after a while. He looked at me seriously for a few moments making sure he understood what I was getting at. When it finally dawned him that he was going to have another child to look after and spoil he rushed towards me, grabbing me by the waist and lifting me up it the air and spinning me round. After a few minutes of screaming and laughing, he finally placed me down once I started to complain about feeling dizzy.

‘I’m going to be a dad’ he shouted fisting the air with his hand. He pulled me close again, this time his hands wrapping themselves round my stomach, the warmth of his fingers tingling my bare skin where my top had rolled up. We carried on talking for several more minutes about our new upcoming arrivals until the little patter of feet returned. I pulled Dylan in to a motherly hug, placing him onto my hip as I did so.

‘Should we tell him?’ Louis asked excited. I nodded early wanting to see his face at the idea of getting a new brother or sister, or even both. We sat him down on the black worktop, but as any four year old would be, he was too busy finding things to play with. Once he had calmed down, we told him our news a small smile appearing on his innocent face.  Louis pulled the two of us into a hug, telling us both how happy he was. I smiled at his soppiness; he really could be sweet when he wanted to be. We stayed there for several minutes; all of us just enjoying the moment. Eventually though the tap became more interesting for Dylan, causing the three of us to suddenly start dripping with the water that was released from its ‘prison’. I screamed in shock as the cold water hit my skin, causing Louis to laugh at me. I picked up a cup and filled it with freezing cold water, an evil smirk playing at my lips.

‘Don’t you dare!’ he said jokingly.

‘Or what?’ I laughed edging closer to him, his body now backed into a corner. He didn’t answer though as I tripped up over one of Dylan’s toys that was lying carelessly in the middle of the floor, causing the cup of water to splash out of its container, soaking Louis in the process. His face was a picture. His eyes were all cross-eyed, his hair dripping water onto his gorgeous face.  I pulled out my phone, intending to capture the moment forever, but I was interrupted as a white cloud drifted down from above me. I lifted my eyes up from my phone, placing it back in my pocket once I realised what it was. Flour! I looked at my husband who had the jar of flour in his hands; a grin plastered where there was a look of shock just a few seconds ago. I snatched the jar off him, placing my hand to grab a handful of the contents. I pulled it out, throwing it all over him, his brown hair now a greyish sort of colour. There was an evil look in his eyes; I knew what he was thinking as he placed his hand around the jar that I was holding. This time instead of placing his hand in, he just simply pored the contents over my head, this time it not just going over me but Dylan as well. I heard his giggle echo through the kitchen area, my heart melting as he did so. I kicked the now floury toy away from the three of us so it didn’t cause any more accidents. I shook my head, removing half the flour that was embedded in my scalp. I walked over to the island that stood in the middle of the room where the eggs were situated. I pulled out a large egg, throwing it up in the air, catching it again as it fell down. I walked round the island so that it was acting as a barrier between the two of us. I raised my hand, the egg clutched tight, before releasing my hand from behind my head, the egg flying out and landing splat bang in the middle of Louis face. I burst out laughing, unable to contain it any longer. This time I was quicker and I managed to get a picture before placing my phone back in my pocket like before. He started walking towards me, but I was too busy watching my son playing with the mess on the floor to notice the eggs that were currently residing in Louis hovering hand, that was placed conveniently above my head. Just as I realised what was about to happen there was a large cracking noise and a sticky liquid ran down my face, causing me to squeal. I tried to run away but it was no use. Louis had his arms firmly wrapped around my waist, restricting my movement. I wriggled free from his grip, before turning and running to the dining table that was next to the worktops.

‘Get back here’ Louis shouted, chasing after me. I thought back 9 years to the first full day me and Louis had spent together, my 18^th birthday. Luckily though, this time there was no walls. I raced past the table, still covered in a mixture of water, eggs and flour that was also over most of my kitchen. I noticed that we had been joined by 5 people standing in the mess that we had created.

‘What the hell are you doing?’ niall asked in his strong accent. I moved my head so that I was looking at the small group that had joined in my kitchen.

‘We’re having fun!’ I laughed standing still.

‘I can smell eggs!’ Zayn moaned, wrinkling his nose up at the smell. I looked at him before looking to Louis.

‘Shall we?’ I asked an evil glint in my eyes.

‘I think we shall’ his eyes mimicking mine. We both moved closer to Zayn; who was looking at us with a confused expression. Before he could ask what we were doing, we both pulled him in to a hug, covering him in the mixture. He screamed, trying to push us off him, it wasn’t until we heard harry and Liam start laughing that we pulled away, both Louis and I had the same Idea. We picked up an egg each and threw it at them, the eggs hitting them somewhere neat the face.  They both stopped laughing; there face now a mix of amusement and shock. Niall started to laugh as him and Jess were the only ones free of the gloop. Everyone in the room, including Dylan, knew it was a bad idea. He saw what had happened to harry and Liam when they laughed, but he obviously didn’t think. Harry and Liam didn’t have to look at each other to know what the other was thinking. They both picked up an egg before launching it at Niall. Only one hit him though, the other one, Liam’s, hitting Jess in the face. And then, as you can probably guess, it turned into a full blown egg, flour and water fight, and basically anything else that we could get our hands on. God, molly, our cleaner was going to have a field day cleaning this lot up. I know what you’re thinking, famous people who think there too good to clean up after themselves, I don’t blame you, I used to before I knew the full ins and outs of everything, but it’s their job, it’s not like they’re not getting paid. After several throws we were all finished throwing whatever we could. We all collapsed onto the floor, the bits of food sticking to us as we did so.

‘Guys?’ I said, listening to the heavy breathing of my friends. I heard several moans of yes’ and such things like that so I knew they were listening.

‘I’m pregnant!’ I said happily, proud of everything I had achieved in the past several months. I heard Jess give a gasp of surprise, before congratulating me from where she was. The guys did the same as I lied in Louis arms, knowing that nothing could go wrong if I had these people in my life.

I thought back to the statement that I had to answer my paper on.

‘Every single person has a story worth telling’

I’d told mine, which included both the best and worst times if my life. If I can then so can you…………

 

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PART 20 SAD ENDING (8 YEARS ON)

 

Liam’s face coming onto view as I did so.

We didn’t have to speak; I knew exactly what he wanted. We had done this so many times before in the past that we didn’t even need to tell each other what we wanted anymore, it just came as natural as breathing.  I walked closer to him, our lips meeting half way. His hands tangled themselves in my hair, our lips moving in sync. God knows how many times this had happened, but it certainly was long enough, although neither of us wanted it to stop. I knew, deep down that what I was doing was wrong, and I hated myself for it, but as much as I wanted to stop I just couldn’t. The fact that what I was doing was wrong thrilled me, making me want more…

‘This is dangerous!’ I whispered pulling away, ‘Louis only in the other room!’

‘He’s with Dylan! He’ll be ages!’ his breath sending shivers down my spine before placing his lips back on mine, my eyes closing as they did so. Why was I doing this? I loved Louis, so much it actually hurt, but Liam was amazing. I didn’t love him, I could never love him, but after everything that had happened he was always there for me, knowing exactly what I wanted when Louis didn’t.

 Unknown to the both of us; Louis wasn’t with Dylan; he was standing in the middle of the partial wall that separated the living room and kitchen and had seen everything. Tears rolling down his face at the thought of his best friend and the love of his life…

After that moment, that one single mistake, my life fell apart. Louis left me and to be totally honest I didn’t even try and pull him back. I didn’t deserve him…I had ruined his life, he heated me; and I vowed never to hurt him like that again…

One direction spilt up, none of them being able to handle the tension that had been created. Liam spilt up with Amy and moved halfway across the world to forget everybody and all the mistakes he had made, leaving me to pick up the pieces.  My career that I was meant to be starting again faded into the background, no-one wanted to be a fan of someone like me. My record label dropped me and the only person that would talk to me was my brother and that was only because he had to. I lost all contact with everyone, the closest people abandoned me, not that I blamed them, I wanted to abandon myself.

 And the twins that were growing inside me? Well…………

I woke up one morning, knowing exactly what I was about to do, the pain building up inside me was horrible; I just didn’t want to live anymore. Everything had just become too much to handle, the amount of hatred I had for myself was unbelievable, and it hurt even more when Dylan asked where daddy was. Every time I looked at him, he reminded me so much of the person I loved that, so I packed a bag with all Dylan’s things and drove to the nearest bank. I withdrew all my money, knowing that I would never need it again and drove to Louis; prepared to hand the one thing I loved over. I pulled up to his house; it wasn’t far from our old house, the one that wasn’t built on lies. I unstrapped Dylan, holding his hand in one hand while holding his bag in the other.  I walked up to the door, terrified about what I’d find when the door opened. I pressed the bell and waited, not taking my eyes of my son. Suddenly the door opened showing a very tired looking Louis.

‘It’s not my day!’ he grunted referring to the sort of timetable we had.

‘I know, but I’m not capable of looking after him. He needs someone to love him, someone like you’ I whispered blinking back the tears.

‘Can’t cope so you thought you’d give him to someone who could!’ he scoffed, still blocking the doorway.

‘He’s your son’ I said understanding the predicament he was in.

‘Is he?’ he wondered.  I could feel the tears threatening to fall out of my eyes, but again I blinked them back. ‘Sorry’ he said holding his hand out for the bag I was holding.

‘Don’t be.’ I whispered shaking my head, again understanding what must be going through his head. ‘He has everything you’ll need. There’s a wad of money, around a few million, I don’t really know I just emptied my bank account’ I saw the shock on his face as he weighed up what I was saying. ‘You can have it, just look after him. There’s also a letter, but you can’t read it yet. You’ll know when, just not yet.’ I explained, still not letting go of Dylan’s hand.

‘I’m confused.’ he said looking at me to Dylan.

‘You won’t be soon’ I said softly bending down to hold Dylan in my arms.

‘I love you sweetie, don’t ever forget that’ I said placing a kiss on his forehead. I let go of his hand, before walking away without another word, my tears now flowing freely.

I got back in my car, not bothering to strap myself in and headed to the one place where I knew I would be happy. My vision became hazy from the tears but I knew where I needed to go so it was all ok. I turned down an abandoned track that only ked one way, knowing that it was very unlikely that I would meet anyone down the grassy fields. I pressed down on the inside locks making sure there was no-way out. And then I did the only thing left, I drove my car straight into the river, watching as I sank to the bottom along with the car.

The cold water burned as I inhaled the water, wanting to die as quickly as possible, my chest refusing to take in the water, but as I forced myself, it became easier, I felt a smile play on my lips as I knew what I was doing was right, I was going to be happy once again….

The last thing I thought about before it all went black was everything I’d lost in the past few months. My mind went back to earlier, to letter I had left explaining everything:

‘I can’t do it anymore Louis, you hate me and I will always love you! This was my only option left, look after him, catch him when he falls, like you did with me, except this time it was too late. I pushed you away… I’m sorry!’

At that’s it… no-one was left to tell the untold story of Georgia Tomlinson née heppell.  No-one was left to catch me… I’d sorted that out myself…..

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SAD/HAPPY (8 YEARS ON)

 

Liam’s face coming onto view as I did so.

‘Hey!’  I said smiling, lifting my hand giving a little wave. ‘How are you?’ I asked sparking up general conversation.

‘Hi, I’m good, tired but I’m doing well!’ he laughed walking towards me, picking up a glass and filled it with water, taking a gulp once he had finished. We carried on talking for a while, talking about general things. After a good few moments of talking; I looked up to where he was stood, my head looking up as he was so tall. Somewhere during the conversation his head had gotten nearer to mine, our foreheads almost touching. I never realised he had such nice lips, pinkish and soft. His face was mesmerizing; his eyes sparkled as he spoke, his voice soft, thick with his strong brummie accent. He looked down also realising how close we were. I gave him a soft smile, not daring to move my eyes. Then before I knew what was happening, the lips that I was staring at moments before were now joined to mine. I didn’t care how wrong it was, it felt amazing. Not as good as when Louis kissed me, but it was still special. I pulled away realising what we were doing, guilt flooded through me, I had just kissed one of my husbands and even one of my best friends. Oh shit… I looked at him, his face masking my expression. Confusion and guilt. I heard a movement coming from our left. I lifted my head to see what it was but it was answered before I got there.

‘Georgia?’

After that moment, that one single mistake, my life fell apart. I left Louis, not being able to look at him in the eye. I didn’t deserve him…I had ruined his life, he heated me; and I vowed never to hurt him like that again…

One direction stayed together thankfully, Louis being able to forgive his best friend but not his wife. I’d kissed him anyway, not the other way round. Liam had a break from Amy, knowing that he just needed time to himself to sort things out but they were now back together.  My career that I was meant to be starting again faded into the background, I didn’t want to be in the lime light anymore. I told Simon that I was grateful for everything, but I didn’t want it anymore.

‘Maybe later when everything’s settled down’ he sighed knowing he’d lost a good amount of money. 

I cut myself off from everyone, even giving up on Dylan. I persuaded myself that no-one wanted to be friends with me. I lost all contact with everyone, the closest people abandoned me after I refused to talk, not that I blamed them, I wanted to abandon myself.

 And the twins that were growing inside me? Well…………

I woke up one morning, knowing exactly what I was about to do, the pain building up inside me was horrible; I just didn’t want to live anymore. Everything had just become too much to handle, the amount of hatred I had for myself was unbelievable, and it hurt even more when Dylan asked where daddy was. Every time I looked at him, he reminded me so much of the person I loved that, so I packed a bag with all Dylan’s things and drove to the nearest bank. I withdrew all my money, knowing that I would never need it again and drove to Louis; prepared to hand the one thing I loved over. I pulled up to his house; it wasn’t far from our old house, the one that wasn’t built on lies. I unstrapped Dylan, holding his hand in one hand while holding his bag in the other.  I walked up to the door, terrified about what I’d find when the door opened. I pressed the bell and waited, not taking my eyes of my son. Suddenly the door opened showing a very tired looking Louis.

‘It’s not my day!’ he grunted referring to the sort of timetable we had.

‘I know, but I’m not capable of looking after him. He needs someone to love him, someone like you’ I whispered blinking back the tears.

‘Can’t cope so you thought you’d give him to someone who could!’ he scoffed, still blocking the doorway.

‘He’s your son’ I said understanding the predicament he was in.

‘Is he?’ he wondered.  I could feel the tears threatening to fall out of my eyes, but again I blinked them back. ‘Sorry’ he said holding his hand out for the bag I was holding.

‘Don’t be.’ I whispered shaking my head, again understanding what must be going through his head. ‘He has everything you’ll need. There’s a wad of money, around a few million, I don’t really know I just emptied my bank account’ I saw the shock on his face as he weighed up what I was saying. ‘You can have it, just look after him. There’s also a letter, but you can’t read it yet. You’ll know when, just not yet.’ I explained, still not letting go of Dylan’s hand.

‘I’m confused.’ he said looking at me to Dylan.

‘You won’t be soon’ I said softly bending down to hold Dylan in my arms.

‘I love you sweetie, don’t ever forget that’ I said placing a kiss on his forehead. I let go of his hand, before walking away without another word, my tears now flowing freely.

I got back in my car, not bothering to strap myself in and headed to the one place where I knew I would be happy. My vision became hazy from the tears but I knew where I needed to go so it was all ok. I turned down an abandoned track that only ked one way, knowing that it was very unlikely that I would meet anyone down the grassy fields. I pressed down on the inside locks making sure there was no-way out. And then I did the only thing left, I drove my car straight into the river, watching as I sank to the bottom along with the car.

The cold water burned as I inhaled the water, wanting to die as quickly as possible, my chest refusing to take in the water, but as I forced myself, it became easier, I felt a smile play on my lips as I knew what I was doing was right, I was going to be happy once again….

The last thing I thought about before it all went black was everything I’d lost in the past few months. My mind went back to earlier, to letter I had left explaining everything:

‘I can’t do it anymore Louis, you hate me and I will always love you! This was my only option left, look after him, catch him when he falls, like you did with me, except this time it was too late. I pushed you away… I’m sorry!’

At that’s it…

But again it wasn’t, I woke up several days later in a white room, someone holding my hand, the soft sound of snoring filling my ears. I diverted my eyes to the sleeping figure next to me; not believing my eyes with what I saw. The person beside me opened his eyes, looking straight at mine.

‘I’ll always love you!’ he said simply, squeezing my hand as he did so.

‘What?’ I began to ask but I was cut off by his lips touching mine. The feeling of pure bliss returned after I had so foolishly took it away.

‘I promised I’d always catch you, I followed you, you were acting strange and as much as I hated you, I will always love you! I pulled you out and saved your life. I love you too much to let you go.’ He whispered softly, tears falling down his pale face.  

‘I love you too. I’m sorry though for everything!’

‘Don’t be’ he smiled, mimicking what I said earlier.

And at that moment I knew everything would be ok. I finally had my husband back and although it would take a lot to get us back on, things were finally looking up. And the twins? Surprisingly they lived. I finally had the perfect little family.

This time no-one had to tell the untold story of Georgia Tomlinson nee heppell, because I was still her to tell it………

My life now officially perfect, even after everything.