Prim's P.O.V
I follow Louis off stage, I made it trough to the finals!!!!! So did Louis and his band. Although, Pip didn't.
I practically jump in excitement to the loft.
When I walk in, my smile turns upside down. I find Pip with red eyes as she packs her bag, a tears falls now and then.
"I'm so sorry."
"It's fine," She stops what she's doing and walks over to me. She places her boney hands on my shoulders, flicks a lock of pink hair from her face. She looks me dead in the eye, "You have to win."
I nod and pull her into a hug. I even rub her back to make her feel better.
When I let go of her, she goes back to packing her bags.
Another guy went home tonight. He wasn't very good. I was surprised he made it this far.
Pip is just about to leave but she stops to give me another hug.
"Here." She gives me a piece of paper folded up.
"What's this?" I ask, before opening it.
"My number, maybe I could take you out sometime." She winks.
WHOA. My face turns red but I try to hold down my laughter.
"You think I'm?" My voice trails into a giggle.
"You're not?"
"Nope. I'mstraight, sorry."
This is awkward. I want to hide my face.
"Oh. I thought you were... Well, I'm..."
"Gay?"
"Yep." She finishes grabbing her bag.
I've known her for weeks and I'm just now figuring it out. Ugh.
I say goodbye one last time.
As soon as the door closes I fall into an awkward fit of laughter.
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Torn (Harry Styles)
Fanfiction"and if my suicide fails, I'll see you tomorrow." trigger warning. please don't read if you are sensitive to self harm/suicide. please stay positive.
