Help Her Recover [book2]

Chapter Nine

*Lily's POV

I stood backstage at the girls' last concert in London. The last one that I will be working with them. After tonight, I'm going to America for One Direction's concerts. Every time I finally get away from them, something always brings us back.

I hate this.

The only good part about this, is that I'll be seeing my uncle again.

Oh well.

I'll just keep my distance. Not talk to them unless I am required too. Strict business. No friendship. No relationships. No problems. Easy enough, right?

That's what I sure hope...

The girls came rushing backstage into their dressing rooms like after every concert. I could tell their blood was still pumping with adrenaline. They do, do a lot of jumping and dancing.

"I don't get why we can't just keep you. Like you could give us a whole new look! Mix it up a bit!" Leigh-Anne spoke, emptying her neon pink water bottle within nearly a sip.

"I wish I weren't a makeup genius, I could have sucked pig ass and stay with you girls." I laughed, while all four girls hugged me, wishing me luck and not to worry too much.

Perrie told me that if ever there's anything, to talk to her. Or, if I couldn't reach her, the best person to talk to would be Niall. I had a hard time to accept that I might need to talk to him, but he's a great guy so why not.

"Promise you'll be on Skype, Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr, Oovoo everyday?" Jade asked me.

"Or she could just leave her phone on, dumbass." Jesy said, earning a hit in the head by a pillow by Jade.

I laughed and promised the girls that we'll keep in touch and that it won't be like last time.

This was it. The last farewell. I hugged all the girls and Alexis one last time, before boarding the plane. I was going to meet Lou at the airport in the hot and always sunny, Los Angeles, California. Not exactly my favourite destination considering I prefer rain and cloudy days.

I stepped foot onto the plane and too my seat. Thankfully, I had a window seat, and there was nobody sitting next to me. Basically because it was eight o'clock at night and not a lot of people like flying at night.

I pulled my phone out of my back pocket and pugged in my earbuds. I automatically tapped shuffle and Justin Bieber's 'Heartbreaker' flowed through my earphones.

I pushed the home button and decided to go on twitter for awhile. And by awhile, I mean for possibly two to three hours.

I had quite a few mentions. I'm not famous or actually known, so this was very unusual. At the beginning, all of them were actually quite rude and heartbreaking. There were a few nice ones but 97% of them brought tears to my eyes. I slid down to the beginning of today's mentions, and it all began with one tweet. The tweet. I thought to myself.

*Harry's POV.:

I looked through her pictures, just like I do everyday. She post two or three a day, so I see how she's feeling. I don't follow Lily on Instagram. I can't. Not that I'm not aloud to, I just can't do that.

I observed her smiles, her duck face selfies, her working hard... I love her.

And she'll never see that.

If only she knew what I had done.

What I have in store for her...

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*A/N.:

Sorry it's been awhile :/

I hate updating on my phone, but I'm getting my laptop at Christmas!

Which means longer and faster updates!

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-Emma xo