The Time Traveler

Chapter 5: Thank you so much.

alex is super gr8 so she made this chapter pretty long just 4 u guys kkk peace n blessins

-Britney

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*Rose's P.O.V*

I crawled up into a ball on the couch in Harry's dressing room. I put my head between my knees and sighed.

It had been a long night so far. I looked back at the time. 8:19. Four more minutes. Four more minutes and everything would be okay. There were also four more minutes that Harry Styles had to survive in the future. All I could do was hope he would make it.

Unfortunately, since our actions that we do in the past affect the future, people would still remember i was Harry's 'girlfriend'. How was that supposed to work out?

I shook the thought out of my head and ignored it. I turned on the TV that broadcasted the boy's performance to the entire backstage. I watched. I had nothing better to do, so I decided to give this band a shot. I tried so hard not to look at the time.

I realized these boys were actually talented.

All of them were. There vocal skills were amazing live, and they also had great chemistry with the crowd. Speaking of, which I could hear very clearly. The girls screamed at the top of their lungs for the boys. I guess that's what you get when you're the world's biggest boy-band.

The boys were actually quite humorous. With their British and Irish accents, it made them all the more charming.

Was I beginning to like One Direction? The impossible was becoming possible.

As I laughed out loud, I decided to quickly check back at the time. 8:38. It was 8:38.

I had changed the future.

Wait.

What.

What?

So that meant....

Harry didn't get shot. And Sofia was safe!

I gasped and cheered to myself. I supposed it was safe to go back to the current time, so I did. In the current time, I had no idea where I would be if I had changed the past, so I braced myself to end up anywhere.

I took out the time machine and traveled back. I closed my eyes and I was suddenly in a whole different setting.

I expected to be at home, probably in my room. But no.

I was in a car.

I did everything I could to remain calm, just as my dad trained me. I didn't know who was driving the car, but I did notice within the next few seconds i was next to Harry, who was asleep. I shook him.

"Huh, what?" He asked.

"Harry."

"What, Rose?"

I began to whisper. I didn't want the driver to hear us.

"Please explain to me where I am. I just came back from the past."

Harry rubbed his temples.

"That's right. You're a time-traveler." He said sarcastically.

Why was he in such a bad mood? Then I rememberd.

He was probably confused out of his mind.

"We're on our way to your house. You need to pack your bags. You're going to L.A. with me."