After we recorded my first song the next day, I headed back outside into the cold and back into the hotel room I was staying in, with my credit card. As it seemed the boys were still paying for it.
I heard my phone go off to the song of, "Spongebob Squarepants," I had forgotten to change it back after Harry changed it. I pulled it out and answered it, without looking at the caller ID.
"Condom Central, are you calling to confirm your order of six hot pink medium condoms?" I said into the phone.
"Yes," said Harry in a posh accent.
"Alright, that will be twenty grand," I said trying to be serious.
"Yeah right, Hey Delilah," He said causing me to smile
"Hey Harry," I said smiling at the thought of talking to him again.
"You doing ok? When are you coming home?" He asked. I frowned.
"I'm fine, but Harry," I began
"NO, don't say it, please," he pleaded, his voice cracked making tears come to the brink of my eyes. But I swallowed them down, burning the whole time.
"I'm not coming home," I managed to choke out.
"Please, I know Louis re-" he started, but I couldn't take anything that had to do with my ex-brother that I wasn't supposed to talk to again
I put my phone away.
I went upstairs and thought about how the rest of live would be without the best thing that has ever happened to me...One Direction.
A/N She let go of them. She's left One Direction. But can she acually let go of them for forever? I love the comments you guys have been leaving, they have been making my day! Sorry it took me a while to update. Hope you enjoy.
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Savannah=)
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FanfictionLacy had always asked for freedom. But is five teenage boys really called freedom? Will she learn to trust? Is this her new home? Simply try to, Picture This.
