"See you in a few weeks! I promise I'll come visit the day of half term! Bye!" I yell to the boys as they get on the plane. I decided to go back to school, since I missed a lot of it last year, so I will finish this year, then collage all together. Sure, I would of loved to travel with the boys, but Hannah's anniversary is coming up in a few months and I can't stop thinking about it, which just makes me sad all day. Sheela said she can help me out when I get back, and i'm excited to see Mamba too.
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Currently, I was on a run with Mamba along the beach, clearing my clustered mind of anything I didn't need to worry about. Collage started up tomorrow and I was nervous to say the least, the fear of people judging me or pitying me because of my sister flooded my mind. Mambas bark snapped me from my thoughts as I looked at her playing with another dog, one that belongs to the woman down the beach. Allowing Mamba to play with the adorable Labrador, I pulled out my phone and saw I had a text from Luke.
Luke:
We can't see each other anymore.
I have loved having you as a friend.
Thank you for getting me where I am today in life. Xx
What? I thought, rereading the text over and over as tears spiked my eyes. With everything happening at this moment, I didn't notice the few cameras snapping pictures of my every move, damn paparazzi.
Annie:
The hell are you on about? Are you ok? What's happening?
Luke:
Its better if we didn't talk anymore, my life's getting too busy to always having to call or text you. Theirs no point text or calling the others as they think the same. Maybe we'll meet again one day, have a good life xx
Annie:
Is this some sick joke? Are you being serious? You're the one who said you wanted more, to be more, what's got you wanting to cut all ties? What did I do?
Luke:
Delete all our numbers and don't contact us, thank you.
Bye, Annie x
Now I couldn't care less if people were on the beach, even though it was just me and Mamba; so I thought. The paparazzi thought this moment was amazing, me breaking down on a beach. I called Sheela, sobbing, telling her what just happened.
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Three weeks. I have spent three weeks in silence. I would only speak to Sheela and teachers if I needed too, otherwise I was silent. I hated this, not speaking to them; they were my brothers, I loved all of them, and I had no idea what I did wrong.
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The next few days I had spent like the first. Yes, I did go to collage, but I hardly spoke to anyone, not even my friends. I also hadn't touched my phone since I read the texts, not wanting to face them again, to face anyone again. That was until Sheela passed my phone, telling me how it wouldn't stop ringing. I looked at the user and saw it was Zendaya, thankfully. I answered and she instantly asked me what was wrong. "How did you know something was wrong?"
"It's all over media: twitter, Instagram, Facebook, everyone wants to know why you were crying your eyes out on the beach." She informed, telling me as if it were known by everyone. "Oh." Was all I answered, honestly, I didn't know how to respond. "Well, what happened? Do I need to fly over? Y'know I will if you need me. I can call Selena too, she might be free?"
"The boys never want to speak to me again, what did I do?" After the first word my voice broke and I started sobbing again. Which caused Zendaya to sigh and try and comfort me. "I'm going to kill them. They're playing here tomorrow, they're going to die, I'm being serious, I'm going to kill them." Her eagerness to kill them made me let out a breathy giggle, to which I frowned upon.
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"Hey, I'm in Sydney now, I was hoping I could come see you, what's your address?" Harry said down the phone. I gave it to him and waisted a few hours until he arrived.
We went out to a cafe were I knew only older people went, as if we went to a normal one I'm sure everyone would know who Harry Styles was. I told him everything, the text, the call from Zendaya yesterday, everything. "No relationship should be ended like that. Zayn leaving was more decent then that." Harry furrowed his eyebrows, referring back to a few months ago when Zayn left one direction. I nodded in agreement, hating how Luke ended everything with a stupid text.
We talked for another hour before going down to the beach and finishing off our conversation, which took another two hours. "The guys and I were thinking that you could help us write for our new album, we know just how amazing of an artist you are." Harry smiled, throwing a rock into the water. "That's perfect actually, I hate school and I need something to take my mind off of things. I have loads of songs written anyway, I'll show you some soon, when do you leave?" I smiled, throwing another rock in the water and watching it sink to the bottom. "I have to head to L.A as theirs an award show on the day after tomorrow, did you want to come? I have a plus one and no one to use it on. Please come, I don't want to waste my plus one. Please!" He gave me his cheesiest grin and dropped to his knees, pulling on my arm until I agreed. "Fine! But I have nowhere to stay in L.A." I sighed, sitting in front of him. "Yay! You can stay with me! This is going to be so fun! You'll love it, love. C'mon, we need to start packing!" He jumped up and threw me over his shoulder, running up the beach and back to my house.
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@HarryStyles so excited to be writing with the amazingly talented @AnnieMcCain and I'm sure the boys are too!
@ NiallHoran HURRY UP AMD GET HERE SO I CAN GIVE YOU A HUG.
@LiamPayne you're going to love this album!
I smiled at my phone and looked to Harry who sat across from me on the jet, a private jet, his private jet. Well, his and the other boys.
We arrived in L.A quiet early, so paparazzi and fans were swarming the airport like bees to honey. It was fascinating how many people wanted to see us but it still made me smile. what made me smile even more was the fact they were asking if I was ok. Something I appreciated so much.
We got to Harry's place and I fell onto the couch, dropping my bags in front of me and turning the TV on, wanting at least an hour to break. Harry went upstairs to get changed and shower, but after ten minutes their was a knock on the door. "Harry!" I repeatedly yelled, not wanting to move from the couch. I groaned, rolling off the couch and shuffling to the door. Without thinking I opened, greeted by my lookalike, Zendaya. I pulled her into a hug and squeezed tightly.
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"What are you going to wear tomorrow? My designers quit so I can't go, which is really annoying." Zendaya said as me her and Harry watched TV. "Jamie will have something for you, you're defiantly going. What if the boys are their? What do I say?" I looked from one to the other, panic filling my chest. "It's fine, we're going to ignore those dicks."
"Thanks Z, but that's going to be harder than it sounds. Harry do you think you've won any awards?" I change the topic quickly, not wanting to stress over them for now. "I have no idea, I mean- I hope so! You two can sit at our table, Niall said he didn't have a plus one so I said he has to bring you Daya, so you get on our table." Harry informed, smiling widely as he did so.
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"Oh my god. That is perfect."
"Thank you." I said, thanking Zendaya for her compliment on my outfit. A nude dress that had golden petals placed all over it, it was beautiful. Zendaya had one that was the same, just silver.
We met Harry and the boys at the start of the red carpet,that I was dreading. I knew their would be questions about the beach and about other things, but Zendaya was going to walk with me, so if anything got too much, she said she would help.
"We're going in front of you so I might come an say hi a few times." Harry laughed, saying a quick goodbye as him and the others started walking the red carpet, having photos taken and answering questions off of interviewers. I looked behind me and saw them. They were going behind us, great. I nudged Zendaya and she nodded, already knowing. We started walking now, posing together as we took hundreds of photos.
"You've been off social media for awhile now Annie, your fans are worried, what can you say to ease them?" The interviewer asks as I stand with Zendaya on the opposite side of the railing. "Theirs nothing to be worried about, I'm just having a break from social media." I fake smile, moving on to the net interviewer. Unfortunately, I glance back and see Luke staring right at me, when we make eye contact he smiles and waves, like nothing happened. I completely ignored him, like he wasn't even their, not blinking, not even smiling, I just looked back.
"Everyone's asking, are you two dating?" Interviewee Katy asks, pointing the microphone from me to Harry, who came over to say hello, like he said he would. "No, no, just friends." I smiled, waving off the subject. "That's a shame everyone ships you two together, and personally I think you are very cute." She beems, happier than most the people here. "Thank you." Harry and I say in sync. We chuckle before she starts to ask the next question. Harry gets called over by the 1D boys and he nods, before kissing my cheek, winking, then leaving to go back to the others. "Adorable!" Katy squealed, asking the camera man if they recorded that.
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Sitting around the circular table of ten, it consisted of: Zendaya and I, the four 1D boys and the Four other British boys called 'The Vamps'.
As we waited for the awards to start we all talked with each other, and I soon learned the names of the new boys.
Bradley Simpson; Lead singer and rhythm guitar.
James McVey; Guitar.
Connor Ball; Bass guitar.
Tristan Evans; drums.
I have to admit, I was curious to know if they were as good as 5 seconds of summer, but I didn't want to compare them. Thinking of 5 seconds of summer made me want to know if they had got in yet, and if so, where they were sat. I turned around and saw they were on the table directly behind me, Luke's gaze snapping from talking to Cal to me. I swiftly turned around, telling Zendaya and Harry the news, as I was sat next to the both of them.
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"And the winner of the Song of the year is... Rihanna's 'stay' ! Congratulations!" Someone on stage says after reading the paper. Rihanna was on the table two behind me, so as she was walking up, she spotted me and walked over, telling me to come up with her. At first I denied and said this was her award, but the whole table was cheering me and telling me to go, so I fell into the pressure and went up. "Thank you! I don't know what to say, this is amazing, I will obviously thank my family for always supporting me, but I have to say a huge thank you to this lovely girl right here, Annie McCain!" When she said my name another round of applause erupted as well as the 1D boys whistling. Rihanna passed me the microphone, indicating me to speak. "Erm... wow... I don't know what to say... I get I'm supposed to thank people but, I have no one to thank. I wrote this when I was eleven, when I was going through a really tough time, and even though I'm older, and I'm making my own choices, life still tries to find a way to hurt you, but you have to look life in the face and say, 'Not Today.' Thanks again to all of you, I wouldn't be here without you." I waved to the crowd of people who were here to observe, I guess they were fans. I blew a kiss to one who was crying and handed Rihanna the microphone back, so she could finish. I knelt down on the stage and held my hand out to the girl who was crying, she took it and nodded when I asked her if she was ok. I blew her another kiss before walking down the stairs and starting to make my way to my table.
As I was making my way over, Luke stood up from his chair and started to walk towards me. I walked a little faster, hoping I could sit down before he got to me. When I got to my chair he grabbed my arm, locking his eyes with mine with a pleading look in his. "Can we talk?" He whispered. I shrugged his hand off me and quickly sat down, ignoring him yet again. He sighed and looked at Zendaya, hoping she would give an answer. She gave him the middle finger, causing him to sigh again. "Congratulations on your award, I always said you were a star." He croaked, walking back to his table. My fingers found their way to my necklace, the necklace he gave me. I felt tears pricking my eyes and knew I had to find somewhere that wasn't being recorded. I abruptly stood up and strutted to the toilet, making sure not to make eye contact with anyone.
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I had just finished blinking back all the tears, making sure I didn't ruin my makeup. I took a deep breath before the door slammed open and Luke stood their, chest heaving. "This is the woman's bathroom! Get out!" Was the first thing I said to him in months. "I don't care. Annie, I need to talk to you. Why are you ignoring us? What did we do?" He calmed his voice now, yet fear was still in his eyes. "You know what you did." I muttered, unclipping the necklace from my neck and shoving it against his chest, causing tears to stream down his face. I shoved passed him, my heart braking with every millisecond. I made my way back to the table and sat down in silence, ignoring the attempts to comfort me from Zendaya and Harry.
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1D had won two awards tonight, which they were very happy about. We all went back to Niall's, even the boys from The Vamps to celebrate. Jamie gave me and Zendaya new party dresses to wear instead, so we were more comfortable. We were sat outside right now, I was sat on her lap since their was no room. We whispered about what happened today, as I didn't want everyone knowing my personal problems. "You did the right thing tonight, he said he didn't what to talk to you, so you listened, he can't just make his way into your life whenever he wants. He either stays or goes. I'm proud of you." Zendaya smiled and fixed a not in my hair where it went from black to white.
"I don't know if I said this before but I'm loving the hair, suites you." Louie complimented, handing me another drink. We talked for a while in the kitchen before joining the others outside again.
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Luke:
I love you.