The Runaway Groom -- ON HIATUS

ten.

[A/N]

Happy new year! It's 2013! My favorite number is 13 so I hope this is going to be a good year for me.

Dedicated to my lovely friend callmegeli. She's the first one to read this chapter and somehow, through my story, she's starting to like One Direction. Yey. 

Anyways, enjoy!

Harry’s POV

“I’d like to dedicate this last song I’m going to sing for you tonight to my friends back in London.” Bethany spoke to the crowd who yelled in response. “How many of you have been warned about dating a specific person?” she asked them as they screamed in response again. “How many of you didn’t listen to them?” Screams filled the arena again.

“Lou, what did you two talk about yesterday?” I asked Louis who was beside me, watching Bethany from the side of the stage.

“Oh you know…” Louis scratched his head awkwardly. “Stuff”

“What kind of ‘stuff’?”

He sighed. “We had this serious talk,” he started as I raised my eyebrows at him. “About the two of you. You’ll get part of what we talked about when she sings the song; apparently I helped her with that.”

“And you helped her with the name of her fan base.” I shook my head. “Bumble Bees? Seriously Lou?”

He laughed at me. “What? We call her ‘B’ and if you pronounce it you’ll say ‘bee’.” I gave him a ‘duh’ look as he continued. “And viola, a world of Bumble Bees has been created.”

I averted my gaze back at Bethany as she continued to speak to the crowd.

“Well let me tell you something, I didn’t listen to them as well.” She sat comfortably back on the stool in the middle of the stage as she slung her guitar over her shoulder. “And it led to the most heartbreaking break up I’ve ever experienced. I’ll tell you a really short story about it, if that’s okay with you?” she asked them which led to another high pitched screams.

I never thought all of them would love her. I thought only a handful but I guess they were used to seeing her with us, which was a good thing.

“So I met this guy,” she didn’t get to continue since this time the screams were louder, asking the name of who the guy she’s talking about. As if knowing what they are saying, she replied, “I’m not telling you his name.” She chuckled as the crowd booed and cheered at the same time. I know she was talking about me, just by the way Louis replied earlier ‘About the two of you. You’ll get part of what we talked about when she sings the song.’ “I told my friends that he fancied me and of course, right away after I said his name, they go on this rant.” She exasperatedly said, waving her hands in the air as she continued to speak. “About how he is player, a flirt, and whatnots. Being the stubborn me, I didn’t listen. I proved them wrong, of course, considering we were together for a good three years.” The crowd was somehow quiet as she told her story but once she said ‘three years’, they screamed – meaning they know who she’s talking about. “Note that I used ‘were’ not ‘are’ so meaning they were right.” She pouted. “So I was met with countless of ‘I told you so.’ Which, by the way, was annoying since I was in a hard stage of a break up.” She held her hands in surrender. “I was in love, what can I say?” she genuinely smiled as she reminisced for a second. “As my friend told me yesterday; ‘you do things you never thought in a million years you’d do because when you’re in love, you feel fearless.’” She looked at Lou and smiled. “He was also the one who named my fan base ‘Bumble Bees’ for a reason I need to know.” She giggled.