Cher's POV:
I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock. I turned over and pressed the snooze button. I was about to fall asleep when I sat bolt upright and remembered why I had turned on the alarm clock last night in the first place.
I leave today. I won't see Mermaid or my parents until December.
Tears threatened to spill out of my eyes. I knew leaving would be hard. I won't be able to get used to the fact that Mermaid won't be a couple of minutes away when I need her. I knew I had to make sacrifices in order to reach my dream. I was so sure I was willing to sacrifice everything, but I don't think I will ever forgive myself if I hurt Mermaid. She's so sweet and innocent and naive. Hurting her is like hurting a puppy.
I slowly got out of my warm comfortable bed for the last time for a long time. I looked around my bedroom and saw the bare walls. I had packed everything up a week before Ariel's Sweet 16. Why? Because I don't know if I'll even be returning. I slowly changed out of my pajamas and put them in my carry-on bag I'll take with me in the car. I slipped on a pair of my favorite black leather jeans, and the off the shoulder white sequined shirt that Mermaid bought me. All for good luck. I got my hair up in a neatly done bun, and did my usual makeup. I looked at the clock and saw it was 4:45 A.M. I slipped my phone charger into my bag, slipped on some white heeled high tops and exited my bedroom for the last time.
I saw my parents were ready for me downstairs. We headed off towards the car and my dad started it up. By the time I finished checking to make sure I had everything ready for my 6 month trip, it was 5 A.M. I remembered I promised Mermaid I would call her at 5 to say goodbye again. I wanted to go over, but I'm sure her parents, and even Ariel, wouldn't be too happy to hear the doorbell ring at the crack of dawn. So instead I called her.
(A= Ariel, C= Cher)
RING! RING! RING!
She picked up right before her voicemail did.
A: Ello Brat. *sleepy tone*
C: Hey Mermaid. Remember when I told you yesterday I would call you today?
Ariel seemed more wide awake after hearing this.
A: Yes I do. *trying to hold back tears* I'm going to miss you Brat. I'll promise to watch every single bit of news on the X Factor and every single episode. I'll make sure to see how far my best friend will advance. I know you will get far Brat. I don't want you to leave *teary chuckle* but we both know you need to go in order to complete your dream. Good luck Brat. Love you.
C: Dammit Mermaid. I was trying so hard not to cry. But you make it impossible.
A: You know you're going to miss your emotional best friend through. *teary giggle*
C: Never said I wouldn't. Alright Mermaid I know you're sleepy so I'll cut to the chase... I promise to Skype, call, and text you every single day. I promise to not lose contact with you. I know this is a hard promise to keep, but I'll try my hardest to keep it. Love you Mermaid. I'll miss having you so close to me. If I break this promise, please keep in mind that I still love you. Next time you see me please just tackle me in a hug, and, if you really want to, give me a lecture as to how I left you alone and whatnot. You know what I mean. I'll miss you over dramatic, loveable, charismatic, friendly, and stubborn best friend.
A: I'll miss you too Brat. Bye Brat. Have a nice time and don't forget me.
C: Goodbye Mermaid. I won't forget you. That's a promise.
*End of Call*
This time I didn't bother in stopping my tears. I continued crying for an entire hour and a half until I cried myself to sleep. I was half ways to the X Factor house, but I didn't care.
Harry's POV:
4:30 A.M. read my alarm clock. I will be leaving to London again in half an hour. I was waiting for my mum and Gemma to come downstairs. I know they don't want me to leave. I don't want to leave myself, but I do want to complete my dream.
I'll be back for Christmas, but that's a long time away. 6 entire months from seeing Mum. 6 entire months from seeing Gemma. 6 entire months from seeing her.
Flashback
"Come on Ary! The show's about to start," yelled 13 year old me to Ariel that was in my kitchen.
"I'm hurrying Haz. Maybe if you would've helped me with the popcorn and tea I would've been there already," responded 13 year old Ary.
Even though we were only 13 at the time, the sass in her voice was always something I loved. I mean a cheeky me and a sassy her, we balanced each other. She knew when to turn off my cheekiness and I knew when to shut off her sass.
Ariel came in and sat next to me on the floor in front of the TV. She set the popcorn bowl in between us, and handed me my tea while she placed hers next to her.
"Thanks Ary! I don't know what I'll do without you," I said with a cheeky smile at the end.
She just rolled her eyes and paid attention to the TV. This was our Friday ritual ever since we were 5. She would come over and we would watch the X Factor together. Even though she acts like she's annoyed with me, I know she's not. She's just kidding because the next thing I know she's talking to me as though nothing happened.
"Hey Haz don't you just wish that we can be on that show once we're old enough to participate?"
"I actually wish that all the time. I can just imagine it. You and I going there and amazing the judges. We'd get through and eventually we will have our own fans urging us on and voting for us. But sadly we can only wish."
"Don't sound so sad Haz. We can audition when we are 16. You and I."
"You sure about that Ary?"
"Of course Haz. Come on let's make a pinky promise on this."
"Ary we're too old to be doing pinky promises."
"Oh come on Haz don't let your inner child down. You know you want to pinky promise."
"Fine fine. But only because you know me so well."
We crossed our pinkies together. We promised to each other we would go together to the X Factor and do exactly what I planned.
End of Flashback
Soon I found myself smiling. I know it's ridiculous to remember that now because I broke that promise. I broke our dream. I broke everything off over one stupid mistake and my own damn temper.
Before I could over think anything, I heard Mum and Gemma coming down the stairs. I noticed Gemma was trying to be strong today since she forced a smile on her face and willed her tears not to spill. However Mum was a different story. While the other day she was excited to get me to London, it seemed today she was trying to do anything that will delay us leaving.
The only difference from today to the other day was that she wasn't sure that I would get into the X Factor, but now that I'm in it seems as though she's regretting me getting in. Although she would never say this aloud, I can see it n her eyes. She doesn't want to see her little boy leave. Being away for 6 months will be hard for Mum. I would say she has Gemma, but the day after tomorrow she returns to school. Mum will be alone unless I call her or Gemma does.
Before we got into the car Mum managed to squeeze the life out of me, and started to cry.
"I'm so proud of you so far Harry. I'll miss you, but seeing you succeed in life will make it up. Go on and show everyone how talented you are."
"I'll miss you too Mum. I don't want to leave either, but I'll make sure to call you when I can."
"Oh that reminds me Harry, here." She handed me a folded up piece of paper and told me, "It's Ariel's cell phone number. Amelia gave it to me so I can check up on her once day while she's at work."
"But, why-"
"Ariel might not know you have her number, but you never know when you'll need it."
"Thanks Mum."
"Now come on. Let's get you to London. It's already 5."
I silently climbed into the car and debated on sending Ary a message. I had my own cell phone, so I can text her. I decided on sending her 5 words. So I composed a new text message. It said:
I'm sorry and goodbye.
-Harry
Ariel's POV:
As I hung up my phone, I immediately felt the tears start streaming down my face. I lost another best friend. I know Brat said she wouldn't break her promise, but I know she will forget me once she starts her shows. She will be so busy trying to through everything that she will forget me.
I heard my phone vibrate and I scrunched my eyebrows. Who would message me at this time of the day?
I unlocked my phone as saw it was an unknown number. The next 5 words that I read made my tears worse.
I'm sorry and goodbye.
-Harry
Harry you bloody coward. How dare you try to apologize to me through text?! I honestly hope you forget me when you start everything for the X Factor. If you really were sorry you would've apologized to me in person.
The only way I could calm down my tears is by either writing a song, or rethinking about the wonderful date I had with Logan yesterday. I found myself thinking about the date instead. Why? Because if I write a song now outside, then my parents will hear me because I'm pretty sure I wouldn't finish on time before they woke up.
Flashback
"You're on Lerman!" I said with a flirty tone.
On the way to the bowling alley we flirted some more and just got to know each other more. Something Logan asked me on the way there caught me off guard.
"Hey Ar, if you really are such a big fan-"
"I'm not a big fan. I'm a demigod there's a difference." I added a cheeky smile at the end.
"Ok well if you're a DEMIGOD, why didn't you recognize me at the shopping mall yesterday?"
"Oh that. Well I honestly don't know. I guess it was because I was so distracted with my new phone and messaging Cher, I didn't realize that I crashed into my favorite actor. But it was worth it. I mean I'm getting to know you for who you truly are and not someone that the media and social networking site tend to make out. I'm getting to know you as Logan Lerman an average teenage boy, not the Logan Lerman who became famous because of the Percy Jackson movies."
Logan stared at me intently with those hypnotizing blue eyes. Gosh I'm such a sucker for colored eyes.
"I guess you're right. I love that in you so far. You now know who I am yet you're still treating me as a normal person."
"That's because you are Logan."
"True. But in everyone else's eyes I'm just an extremely famous actor, which by the way no one knows I'm here in England for vacation, who has come out in a number of films."
"What do you mean no one knows you're here Logan?"
"I mean exactly that. I mean my family knows I'm here, but a friend of mine, that I've had even before I was famous, owns a small house here in Cheshire. So here we both are in Cheshire. Well both of us and 2 other friends. They are also quite old friends."
"Don't say that Logan! You're making yourself sound old." I added some laughter at the end.
"True. I'm not much old either. Only a 2 year difference."
We reached the bowling alley and he opened the door to me just like a gentleman would. We got our bowling shoes and sat a one of the empty seating areas to tie them up. When we finished he asked me if I knew how to bowl. To be quite honest I didn't. This was the first time I was actually going to bowl since the last time... The night ended on a sour note.
He started teaching me the basic standing positions, what to do and what not to do, what direction to bowl your ball towards, and lastly when to let go of the ball. On this last step he put his arms around me. One arm was placed over my right wrist while his left rested on my waist. I could feel his breath right next to my ear when he was telling me what to do. To be honest again, I wasn't paying any attention. I was just paying attention as to how Logan was so close to me and I could feel heat rising to my cheeks.
"-and that's how you bowl. Make sure you don't let go of the ball too early in the air or else it will just bounce and most likely not make it to the bowling pins. Did you get everything?"
That knocked me right out of my daze. "Uh... Yeah... I think so..."
"Alright let's bowl. To make things interesting, winner gets to ask loser any question they want. And loser must answer truthfully. Deal?"
"You've got yourself a deal Lerman. Come on let's bowl! You're so going to lose."
He laughed and said, "We'll see about that."
Right before the last round ended, we counted up the points.
"Well Clearwater I guess this means we're tied so far and this round ends it. I wish you luck."
"You're wishing me luck? I think you're the one who needs it Lerman. You're going down." I tried to do my best intimidating look, but I think Logan found it amusing because he just smirked then laughed. Damn cheeky fella.
By the end of the round I quickly grabbed the paper and started to count up the points. And the winner was... Me! I won!
"I win! I win! I win!" I squealed and cheered with happiness.
"What?! Let me see that."
He counted up the points again, and, much to his dismay, found out that he had indeed lost.
He puffed, "Beginners luck."
I just laughed and said, "Whatever you say Lerman, but to keep things fair I'll let you ask me a question as well."
"But that wasn't part of the deal."
"I know, but then I'll feel guilty if you don't get to ask me anything."
"Alright. Shoot then."
I thought for a while, and finally got a good question.
"Why did you continue talking to me? I mean like at the mall. When you bumped into me you just continued talking to me. Not like most people who would have just apologized and continued walking."
"Oh so now I bumped into you? I thought we decided that it was both of our faults?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Whatever Logan, just answer the question."
"Fine. Well I was going to continue walking, but when I got a good look at you, something felt different. A good different. I knew you wouldn't be like all those fakers who pretend to like me and be my friend just for fame. I saw in your beautiful blue-green eyes that you had different intentions. I saw that you actually wanted to get to know me as a person."
"Wow Logan. I'm honestly... That's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me."
"Well you better start getting used to compliments from me because I meant everything I just said."
Instead of responding I just blushed and looked into his beautiful eyes. This time they had a sparkle in them. As though he was going to enjoy asking me my question. Oh dear Zeus it better not be anything embarrassing.
"My turn then. Would you mind if I kiss you?"
I just shook my head, and the next thing I know I saw him leaning down to kiss me. When his lips met mine, they felt gentle and warm. It was a short kiss, but I enjoyed it. It wasn't until later when I got home did I realize that I felt wrong. But why should I? I mean Harry and I weren't dating, and even if we were we haven't spoken to each other for 2 years. So it shouldn't matter.
After that, he walked me home. We were hand in hand and we kept swinging our connected hands. We walked back in a comfortable silence when we turned onto my street, Logan abruptly stopped and turned me around. He still kept my hand in his.
He stared at me intently, then asked, "Ariel, will you be my girlfriend? I know we just met yesterday, but everything feels so right with you."
I decided to tease him, so I put a thinking face on as though I was in deep thought. "No."
His face fell and saw him frown slightly.
"I'm just kidding Logan. Of course I'll be your girlfriend. You're sweet and nice. Not to mention a gentleman. I would love to be yours."
He kissed me one more time, however this time it was a bit more passionately. When we reached my porch, he turned me around once again.
"Goodnight girlfriend."
"Goodnight boyfriend. Tonight was quite fun. Thank you for everything."
"Of course. Anything for my babe."
He gave me one last quick peck and motioned for me to open the door. I did open it, and I saw my parents were sitting in the family room.
"Good evening Logan. I trust my princess wasn't too much trouble now." Dad and his teasing tone. I'm just glad no embarrassing stories were told tonight.
"Of course not Mr. Clearwater. She was a pleasure to be around. Just making sure she made it inside safely."
Mum nodded in approval of his actions. He turned and bid me goodnight again, but this time he hugged me. He bid my parents farewell as well and exited and went into his car. He waved to me one last time and he drove off. When I closed the front door, I saw my parents were still in the family room and staring at me. I knew they were waiting for me to say something. So I told them. I told them everything. Well maybe not everything. I might have left out minor details like the kisses and him having his arms around me while teaching me to bowl, but you know nothing too major. I told them that Logan was my boyfriend.
"So I trust you guys had a nice outing?" asked Mum.
"We actually did Mum. Much different this time."
"We're glad to hear that darling. Now go on upstairs and go to bed. You must be tired." Dad said with concern.
"Alrighty. Night Mum! Night Dad! Love you both."
I heard them respond and went upstairs. As soon as I was in bed I got a text message. I opened it and read:
"Goodnight babe! Sweet dreams. ;) I'll talk to you tomorrow. Xx"
Logan. I can get used to goodnight texts and good morning texts.
End of Flashback
I fell asleep right after reminiscing my date.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~2 Months Later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Ariel's POV:
Today is the first day of school for my senior year. Today marks that in 8 months I graduate. Today marks that Cher left to the X Factor 2 months ago. Today marks yet another day away from my best friend, and the first day of solitude at school.
I miss Cher to be honest. I never thought I'd miss her this much. Some people will find that someone missing someone else this much is either sweet or creepy. I for one find it sweet. She's my best friend, partner in crime, my Brat, my sister, my only true friend. During these past 2 months I've fallen into a depression. Why? Well 2 weeks after Cher left, Logan left to Germany to film his movie The Three Musketeers. (A/N: this is true. That's why the second Percy movie is barely going to be released. Some events will be altered in order to fit plot time.) Which means I've been utterly alone. I have no one to talk to, and I have decided to lock myself in my room and refusing to leave it unless I'm writing a song, which has been an occasionally thing since then, or I'm going down to eat something. My depression right now has been so bad that 3 weeks ago I actually started doing something I never thought I would've. I started cutting. Now with more of a reason I wear my rock style bracelets and rock style gloves. You can say I became more of a hardcore rock dresser.
I was quite happy when Logan was here. He kept me distracted from everything, and ever since he left I've noticed that I have a huge empty feeling inside. Everyone I love is so far away.
Cher kept her promise. At least for the first week. She called me various times, texted me all day, and at night she would Skype me. The next week these connections became less frequent until they stopped all together. I heard on the news that Cher was actually getting along with everyone, and rumor has it that she's been getting along with everyone in One Direction, including Harry. You heard correct. Harry, along with 4 other boys were placed together to be a boy band. I heard that everyone was given a week off right after boot camp and Harry took all 4 boys to his house so they could get long.
Flashback
One Direction is made up of Harry Styles, Niall Horan, Liam Payne, Louis Tomlinson, and Zayn Malik. That week when Harry brought the boys to Cheshire I only saw glimpses of them. I remember every day of that week I actually got dressed in my usual high black waisted shorts or my black leather skirts and cute lace or sheer shirts. Why? I hoped Brat would pop in on me and visit me, however she never came all week. From what I heard Brat stayed back at London because she wanted to remain "drama free" and felt like she could finally relax now that the boys would be here.
One day of the week when I was wearing black high waisted shorts, a white lace tank top with a white camisole underneath, and my favorite pair of white converse, I went sat on my usual spot on the roof. I had Star with me, but not my songbook. Today I just wanted to practice on my vocals. I sang three songs. They were Who Knew by P!nk, When You're Gone by Avril Lavigne, and When It All Falls Apart by The Veronicas. (A/N: listen to these songs! They are some of my favorites by them! :D) I didn't notice that outside in Harry's front yard Niall, Liam, Louis, and Zayn were sitting waiting for Harry. When I was done singing I heard clapping and that immediately made me jump. That's when I noticed the four boys just staring at me with wide eyes and clapping. Since I didn't know what to say, I just gave them a smile as though saying thank you, and I quickly went back inside. I went straight to my bedroom, but before I could do anything besides place Star on her stand, I heard the doorbell ring. I inwardly groaned and went to go answer it. When I passed the mirror downstairs before going outside I noticed tears streaked my face. This was nothing new anymore, but nonetheless I whipped them clean and answered the door. I saw that Niall was the one that rang the doorbell.
Before I could say anything, Niall said, "Hi there my names Niall. Me and the lads heard your singing and we just wanted to compliment you on it."
"Really? 4 extremely talented boys are complimenting my singing, ok something has to be up. Did Harry tell you to come tell me that?" I was growing paranoid by the second. No one besides Cher and my teachers have complimented me on my singing so this set me on the edge.
"Wait Harry knows you? But answering your question, no. We were actually just waiting for Harry outside because he was going to give us a tour of Cheshire since we leave in 3 days."
"Long story short, Harry knew me. I'm sure he doesn't anymore and I'd be grateful if you don't mention me to him. But thanks for the compliment. Tell Liam, Zayn, and Louis I said thanks as well. Before you ask, yes I know you guys. But seriously thanks for the compliment. It made my day." I ended with a forced smile. As I turned around getting ready to say goodbye and close the door, Niall pulled me back.
"Look I know it's none of my business and you most likely won't tell me, but whoever caused those tears," he gestured at them, "are not worth your time. I just want you to know that if you ever need someone to talk to there's always me." He hands me his number in a folded up paper.
I didn't know what to say, so I just hugged him. He hugged me back and we waved bye. Before I closed the door I could have sworn I heard Harry say from outside, "Ok lads let's go."
End of Flashback
I never did text Niall. Why? Well I feared that he too would eventually leave me. You see these past 2 months I distanced myself from everyone. I left everyone before they could leave me. The only person that I haven't left is Logan. But believe me I've tried. Whenever I try, I somehow find myself still talking to him as though nothing is wrong. Those minutes I spend talking to him over the phone help me forget my worries. I forget about everyone and everything.
Last week when I was talking to him, he asked me if anything was wrong, I hesitated. I didn't know whether to tell him the truth or not. He told me not to lie because he would know. So I told him the truth. I told him how I feel lonely and how I was in depression. I didn't tell him that I had started cutting. I kept that to myself. No one needed to know that. Ever. From the moment I said that, he has been keeping even more contact with me. Calling me just to make me smile. Sending goofy text messages and pictures to make me laugh and just being himself. I love him for that. Even though he's busy he still manages to keep in touch with his girlfriend so she won't get even more depressed. He's the best boyfriend I've had. The paparazzi has got pictures of him being on his phone constantly, and they are all wondering who it can be. The only thing he's told them that it's his girlfriend. Since then they have been on a frenzy trying to figure out who's the secret girlfriend.
Today wasn't any different from the past week. Logan sent me a text this morning and it read:
"Good morning beautiful! Xx hope u hav a wonderful 1st day of school and remember to stay happy. Love u! Xx"
After responding to the text message, I got up and started getting ready for school. I straightened my hair and put my usual waterproof makeup with an addition to waterproof liquid eyeliner on my top eye lid. I made sure my bracelets covered up my scars. I slipped on my school uniform and my black combat boots. I will never understand why the school insists on the girls to wear skirts all year long. Don't they understand that it's freezing during the winter?! In less than 20 minutes I was ready. I skipped my breakfast and instead had a glass of orange juice. I hardly ate now, but I made sure to at least have dinner. I grabbed my school bag and made sure I had my song book in it. I also took Star with me. Right before I went out the door, I snapped a picture of myself from head to toe, and sent it to Logan.
"So wat u think? [picture attached]”
I didn't wait for a response. I grabbed my car keys and locked the door. I went straight for my brand new red metallic beetle and put all my stuff in the back. I jumped inside the car, and heated it up. My car was a gift from my parents from my Sweet 16. I learned how to drive this summer and got my driver’s license. Once my car was ready, I started my 20 minute ride to school. I turned on the radio and heard the latest gossip.
"So Saturday night was interesting. The X Factor decided to interview all of its contestants before next week's first show. When Harry Styles's interview came on, the only person he greeted was his mum before his interview ended. I guess he forgot about the girl he said he was trying to get back. The same thing goes for Cher Lloyd. Usually she talked a lot about her best friend to the other contestants, but since 2 weeks ago, she hasn't mentioned her. Has she forgotten her? Who knows? Well this is it for news. Here's the next song," announced the person on the radio.
During his words I felt as though my heart broke even more. Cher doesn't remember me anymore.
Once again I need to start from zero on friendship. First it was Harry, and now Cher. I drove into the student parking lot and found a space. I parked there and quickly took out my school bag and Star. I made sure to out my phone on vibrate and started my way towards the school gates.
"Hey Clearwater!" screeched the annoying voice of Kaitlyn.
I forced a smile and turned. I saw her and my "friends" by the water fountain. "What do you want Kaitlyn?" I snapped.
"Oh nothing I was just going to ask how your best friend is doing. Oh wait, that's right you don't have a best friend. You're just a lonely slut. Even your own friend is pretending like she doesn't know you."
"Fuck off Kaitlyn." With that I walked off towards my locker 713. I remember when I first saw my locker number I started fangirling because it was the same number vault that came out in Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone. On my way I waved and greeted everyone. Some asked me how my summer was and I politely answered. I lied to some people when they asked if I was sad because Cher left. I would just smile and say no. I know it's wrong to lie, but honestly I'm sure they're only talking to me because of Cher. I made it to my locker and I saw that Cher's old locker, 714, was occupied. I saw observed as I put my stuff away and grabbed my song book and notebook sand writing utensils, that the girl was having trouble opening it.
I told her, "Sometimes you have to kick the bottom left corner of the locker in order to open it. That's what my best friend did."
As the girl did that I noticed she had a silver medical bracelet on. I wonder what's wrong with her.
She turned around and gave me a grateful smile. She said, "Thanks! I've been trying to open it for awhile. By the way my name is Penelope Mayfield." As she spoke I noticed that she had pretty hazel eyes and blond hair that reached her waist. She was my height and thin as well. She was gorgeous.
"Hey Penelope. My name's Ariel Clearwater. I'm guessing you're new here?"
"I am actually. I'm a senior. I'm only 16, but I managed to skip a grade. What about you? You look around 16 as well."
"I just turned 16 this summer as well. I'm also a senior. Hey maybe we have the same class schedule. I can probably show you around and give you tips."
"You will? Oh I'd be so thankful if you would."
I smiled and we noticed we did have the same classes. "Well Penelope, I have one question. Are your parents paying for you to be here or-"
"Oh yes! I always told them I wanted to attend a music school. So they decided to send me here before..."
She trailed off, but I knew better than to pry open. I quickly led us to our first period. For the rest of the day we got to know each other and found out we are quite similar. As I said goodbye to her at the end of the day, I noticed that her parents picked her up from school and immediately hugged her.
I wish I had a family like that, I thought.
I guess you can say I had a successful first day of school. I made a new friend, and I'm pretty sure we will become closer. She showed me she was a good musician, but lacked a musical voice. Nonetheless the teachers, and myself, loved her. She wasn't trained like the rest of the spoiled rich people here to have a nice voice. I had a feeling I would be enjoying this senior year.
When I got home, the news from this morning flashed through my mind.
Usually she talked a lot about her best friend to the other contestants, but since 2 weeks ago, she hasn't mentioned her. Has she forgotten her?
I felt the tears spring into my eyes. I rushed upstairs and placed my book bag and Star on my couch in my bedroom. I made my way to the bathroom and closed the door. From my medicine cabinet I took out my companion for the past 3 weeks. My blade. As soon as I added a new cut to my left wrist, I felt at ease. The pain numbed me and I liked it. I wiped the cut clean. I returned to my bedroom, but I felt the pain return. I grabbed Star and my songbook and made my way to the roof. I started strumming her, and the lyrics started to flow freely. Within an hour I had completed a new song.
Don't Forget
Did you forget
That I was even alive?
Did you forget
Everything we ever had?
Did you forget?
Did you forget
About me?
Did you regret (did you regret)
Ever standing by my side
Did you forget (did you forget)
What we were feeling inside?
Now I'm left to forget
About us
But somewhere we went wrong
We were once so strong
Our love is like a song
You can't forget it
So now I guess
This is where we have to stand
Did you regret
Ever holding my hand?
Never again
Please don't forget
Don't forget
We had it all
We were just about to fall
Even more in love
Than we were before
I won't forget
I won't forget
About us
But somewhere we went wrong
We were once so strong
Our love is like a song
You can't forget it
Somewhere we went wrong
We were once so strong
Our love is like a song
You can't forget it
At all
And at last
All the pictures have been burned
And all the past
Is just a lesson that we've learned
I won't forget
Please don't forget us
Somewhere we went wrong
Our love is like a song
But you won't sing along
You've forgotten
About us
(Don't forget)
Please don't forget us Brat and Haz. Please. I thought.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~1 Month Later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Penelope's POV:
It's Halloween today. Ariel and I decided to wear similar costumes. Similar as in they are connected to each other. I decided to be Persephone, Hades wife, and Ariel is going to be a gothic mummy. I still don't see how they're connected.
Ariel said they're connected because, "Persephone is the wife of Hades and Hades is the Greek god of the Underworld. Mummies are also dead so they are under Hades control and since Persephone is his wife, that means they are still under her power."
So confusing but I guess it works. The school allowed us to go dressed up today because it's Halloween. Not many people are going to go dressed because they think they're too old for that, however, Ariel and I are. As I got out of bed I felt the room spin. I quickly sat down. I haven't felt this weak for a long time. I suddenly got a wave of nausea, and I sprinted to the restroom. I made sure my parents didn't hear me or else they'd force me to stay home. As I was about to flush the toilet, I saw red in the bile.
Oh no, I thought. Not today.
I washed my teeth and made sure to use extra mouthwash. I hoped I was able to resist the nausea all day. I don't want Ariel to find out the hard way. I need to tell her soon. I curled my hair and placed it on. I found my Persephone costume and put it on as well. I strapped the Greek sandals on, and added some makeup to my pale face. I couldn't let anyone see me.
I quickly went down for breakfast, but when I smelled the steamed vegetables and oatmeal, I almost puked. Instead I went for orange juice. Just as I finished it, I heard Ariel knock. I used that as an excuse to leave the house. I told my parents I would see them later. I grabbed my school bag and left to school with Ariel.
Ariel has been giving me a ride since the third day of school. I'm happy she does. It gives one less thing for my parents to worry about me.
I remember that 2 weeks ago I caught sight of Ariel's wrists. They were scarred. I confronted her about it, and I saw the color drain from her face. I saw she was hesitant at answering me, and I told her she could trust me. Luckily we were at her place and her mum and dad weren't home. She broke down into tears and told me everything. When she told me, suddenly all her actions made sense. The way she always carefully moved her hands to keep her scars hidden, how she stiffened when Cher Lloyd or One Direction or Logan Lerman were mentioned, and why she was always up to date with X Factor news.
Honestly I was quite shocked to find out that she has kept that bottled in and hidden for so long. That's why she cut. It brought her relief. That day I made her promise to never cut again. That no matter what happens again, to not resort to that. I told her she can always write to me if she doesn't want to tell me in person. She agreed. She promised. She told me she hasn't cut herself ever since the first day of school. That was the last day she cut. She told me why. She told me that I was the reason she stopped. She found another best friend and she wanted to keep me happy because she knew how upset I would get if I found out. I did get upset, but not as much.
"Hey Pen, you alright there? You look a little pale."
I snapped my attention towards Ariel and forced a smile. "Yeah I'm fine Ariel. Although if you have some mint gum, I'd be very grateful." Mint gum usually settles my nausea.
She showed me where the gum was, and I got 4 sticks. I'd have one now and save the rest for later.
Ariel's POV:
From the moment I saw Pen this morning, I knew something was wrong. I know she's hiding something from me, but I've never asked. She'll tell me when she's ready. I'm honestly quite happy I became friends with Penelope. I knew she wouldn't fit in. Something about her was different. I like that. I noticed everyday for lunch she picks out a perfectly balanced lunch. She says it keeps her healthy and she needs that.
We drove into school and I got my usual spot. I saw Pen shakily get out of the car. She swayed a little, so I rushed forward to grab her. When she was stable again I let her go. She said she's just a tad dizzy. I grabbed both of our book bags from the back of my car and got Star as well. Pen grabbed her book bag from me, and we made our way to the lockers. There were many students in costumes, but when people saw Penelope and I, they turned and gawked. I think we did good for costumes, because we got the reactions we were looking for.
Even Kaitlyn stared at us. She looked pissed however. Once again we managed to top her. I mean it’s not too hard. She's just like every other bimbo at this school. They try going for a slutty look. So when Pen and I walk around everyone stares. Why? Because we always use stuff that complements our body. We don't show it off like most. So today we were unique as always since everyone was too busy trying to look like an American flapper or the famous American female, Marilyn Monroe. Tacky much?
Today was like every other day except for the fact that we were given candy. By the end of the day everything seemed normal and ok. That was until we reached my car. As soon as Pen and I stuffed our stuff in the back of the car, Pen bent over and puked on the asphalt. I was about to ask her if she was alright, but that's when I noticed the blood. I knew something was wrong. As soon as she tried to stand up, she fainted. I grabbed Penelope and quickly put her in the passenger side and strapped her in. I called her parents before I took off to the hospital and they told me they would meet me there.
I drove as fast as the speed limit would allow me, and I finally reached the hospital. I carried her in. Her dad went to grab Pen, but a nurse told me to put her on the stretcher. I did as I was told and followed the stretcher until they took her to ICU. Only her parents could go in and I waited outside. I waited for what felt like hours, but it was only 1.
What could be wrong? Is Penelope dead and that's why no one has come out? Could I have prevented anything?
Thoughts like these made the time go by even slower. Eventually her parents came and found me outside in the waiting room. Everyone gave me weird glances when I passed by to go to Penelope's room. Her room number was 218.
"Ariel, before you go in there, just keep in mind that you didn't know anything because Penelope didn't want to worry you. We want to thank you for being our daughter's best friend." That's the last thing I understood from Penelope's mum.
I walked into the room, what I saw before me I wasn't prepared for. The frail looking girl in front of me couldn't be my best friend. No that couldn't be her. But sadly it was.
Penelope eyed me from the door and said, "Hey Ariel, I can tell you haven't gone home."
"Hey Pen. No. I couldn't just leave and not know what's going on with my best friend."
"Sit Ariel. I have something to tell you and I don't know if you'll take it too well."
I did as I was told, and waited for her to continue.
Penelope took a deep breath. Then said, "Ariel, please keep in mind that I didn't tell you because I didn't want to hurt you. Ariel, I have Leukemia. I've been battling Leukemia since I was a little girl. The doctors told me I don't have much time left. I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier." As if to prove her point, she pulled off her hair. Or what I thought was her hair, but realized it was a wig. She was bald underneath because all of the chemotherapy sessions have made her hair fall out.
Not again, I thought. I can't lose another friend.
I started to cry not hysterical cries, but just the silent tears. I can't even explain what I'm feeling right now. I don't even know what to do. So I decided to just hug Penelope. I was we'll aware that the doctor and her parents were watching through the window, but I didn't care. I hugged me best friend and she hugged me back. From that day on, I promised myself shed have the happiest remaining time in this world. I vowed to protect her and keep her smiling through everything. I vowed to never cut again because I realized I was just throwing my life away when there's people like Pen who don't have much time left and wish they could have a different life. Anything to get rid of the disease.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~2 Months Later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Ariel's POV:
I paced back and forth outside the hospital. I was unsure how I would tell Penelope. I know they say honesty is the best policy, but I don't want her to think that I'm ditching her. I know! I'll tell her after we watch the X Factor finale tonight. Ever since that incident in October, Penelope has been forced to spend her weekends in the hospital. She was allowed to leave and spend time with me, but it had to be approved by her doctor first.
I walked to room 218 and knocked. I heard a faint answer, and I opened the door. I saw Pen was propped up on pillows and waiting for me.
"Finally! I was getting so bored! The nurses wouldn't even let me walk around the ward to wait for you. I miss not being in here." She pouted at the end.
I laughed and said, "Nice to meet you too Pen. I'm happy to see your sense of humor still remains. It just shows me how strong you are and makes me so proud." I hugged her and took out my laptop. I sat next to her on her bed, and I logged into Twitter. I composed a tweet and it said:
@arywater: getting ready to watch week 10 video diary with my best friend Penelope. #XFactor #lastvideodiary #onedirection
(A/N: twitter name doesn't exist. I think. So don't look for it)
We found the link to the final video diary on the X Factor twitter page. These last couple of months Pen and I have become huge Directioners and Brats. We loved the boys’ randomness and Louis's strange outbursts. We were true Directioners.
We've seen every episode on the X Factor and I've kept Pen updated on any X Factor related news. We would vote in every week to keep Cher and One Direction on the top. I'm happy that Harry has made it through. He deserves all the fame he gets because he's quite talented. I learned from Pen that her favorite One Direction member is Harry. I suspect the curls.
We watched the final video diary and laughed when all the boys drank "energy juice." We even started crying of laughter because it was just so hilarious. The entire episode I couldn't help but notice that the boys were a tad nervous. I mean it's understandable. The finale is today.
Once it was over, it took a while for Pen and I to control our giggles. We have gone through so much these past couple of months, but it was worth it. Pen and I were literally inseparable. I would sometimes sleepover in the hospital on the weekends and during the weekdays she would sometimes sleepover at my place. We did everything together. On school projects the teachers knew to always put both of us together. Even though we'd goof off most of the time, our presentation and grades were always the best. By this point we were past best friends. We were best friends forever. I promised her that even if she were to die any week now, which is quite possible, I will still consider her my best friend.
So as a ritual we got comfy and turned on the TV to watch the final episode of the X Factor. Throughout the entire episode we voted for the boys and Cher. When it was announced that Cher got 4th place, got sad. I was sure Cher would get high than that. She was so close. I saw how she started to cry and hugged her mentor Cheryl Cole.
I sent her a quick text even though I knew she wouldn't respond.
"Congrats for 4th place Brat. Love you & will continue supporting you. Performance was great as always.
-Mermaid"
Just as I pressed send, I received a message. While still paying attention to the show, I opened the text. It was from Logan.
(A= Ariel, L= Logan)
L: hey babe. I'm here with the cast watching the finale. We're all upset Cher didn't make it through.
A: same here. Pen & I even let a couple of tears fall. We wanted her to win
L: how's Pen btw?
A: well she's still strong, but it's quite noticeable that she's dying. She looks a bit weaker every week. The doctor said she'll be lucky if she makes it until May. I don't want her to leave Logan.
L: don't worry Ar. Remember she said she's ready to die. Just keep her happy until her last breath.
A: I will. I'll message u in a bit love. I want to watch my show. :P
L: alright talk to you in a bit. ;)
Just as I looked up into the TV, I saw that One Direction walked onto the stage and performed their final song Torn by Natalie Imbruglia. After the results were given, it was announced that they received 3rd place. The boys started to cry and so did Pen and I. We didn't even bother to finish watching the show. All we knew was that Cher and the boys got voted off.
We calmed down after a while and told her the news.
"Hey Pen I have something to tell you."
"Go ahead Ariel, I'm all ears."
"I'm going to Germany for winter break. My parents and I are going to visit Logan. His family is flying in as well, so we decided to spend Christmas there."
"It's fine Ariel. I know you want to see him because it’s been awhile since you last did. Go ahead and go. Don't worry about me. I'll be fine."
"Thanks for understanding Pen. I will text you every day and call you as well. I won't ditch you at all."
"It's fine Ariel. Go have fun with Logan. I'm not upset one bit. I'll still have my parents around. By the way, have you got your results from our finals last week?"
"Yeah I did. I got perfect scores in everything. Why?"
"Oh just wondering. I got the same but the way. I can image the look on Kaitlyn once she finds out. She's going to be so pissed off."
"Oh my gosh that's so true! I'd so love to see that."
We spent the rest of the night just thinking up random possibilities, and wondered what would happen to Cher and the boys now.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~3 Days Later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Ariel's POV:
I was seated in the airplane waiting until it landed in Germany. It was a two hour plane ride from the London airport to the Germany airport. While walking out of the car, and until we were seated in the plane, Mum looked nervous and paranoid. It was as if she was waiting for someone to just jump out and abduct me. Trust me Mum, nothing can stop me from seeing Logan in about 10 minutes.
These last months I've been also quite busy helping Anne at the bakery. Since Harry has been gone, I decided to help them whenever they can. I do it out of volunteer service. I've denied any job because that means it's less time I get to spend with Pen. Sometimes even Pen would go and help. On the days she was feeling well that is. Anne has been very grateful as well. During one of the employees photos, Pen and I happened to be there that day, so they included us in the shot. I know Pen loved it in there because she always seemed happier helping customers and chatting with everyone else. Pen and I will continue to go and help once I return from Germany.
These past couple of days I spent them with Penelope. The doctor allowed me to take her out to the shopping mall and the movie theaters. We had a blast at both places. At the theaters we almost kicked out because I cussed out some git that kept throwing popcorn at us. Let's just say everyone found out about the colorful vocabulary that I have. We took goofy pictures in the photo booth on our way out. As her Christmas gift I spent last night putting together a scrapbook that was full of our random adventures. Inside I also attached a best friend’s necklace. My half of the heart said best while hers said friends. I gave it to one of the nurses in her ward because Pen was still asleep.
I'm going to miss that crazy chick these next 3 weeks. I didn't want to leave her, but I wanted to visit Logan. He knows when the plane lands and he's been telling me how ecstatic he is to see me. Word got out to the paparazzi that I was his girlfriend yesterday. Logan had accidentally tweeted a picture with me in it and put as a caption that I was his beautiful girlfriend. He was going to deleted the untweeted tweet, but one of his co-stars snatched his phone and tweeted it. Now because of that I'm dreading to return to school in January. I'm pretty sure I'll be even more popular because I'm dating Logan Lerman. Great.
Finally I felt the plane start to descend and I immediately sat up. My parents just started to laugh because they saw my movement. As soon as the plane landed and stopped moving, I urged my parents to get out so I can get off the plane. In order to tease me, my dad got out extremely slow. So slow that we were the last to get off the plane. We went to collect our baggage and found it. As soon we exited the baggage area, I felt some arms wrap around me and I squealed.
"Guess who?" Logan said.
I decided to tease him and said, "Harry Potter? Peeta Mellark?"
"No silly. Come one you know who it is."
"Of course I do. It's my amazing and wonderful boyfriend."
He kissed my forehead and said, "Bingo."
He then greeted my parents while keeping one hand securely on my waist. We made our way out of the airport, and miraculously there was no paparazzi. We went to the hotel and we found our suite. My parents went to their bedroom to put their luggage away. Just as I was about to head to mine, Logan pulled me back.
"I've been waiting too long to see you again." He said before kissing me softly. That's what I liked about him, he was sweet and gentle. He didn't force anything onto me, and I appreciate that.
Cher's POV:
It's been 6 long months since I last saw Mermaid and my parents. I was happy when I pulled up to my parent’s house in Cheshire. After the X Factor ended, Simon called me in into his office the next day and he signed me a contract under Syco. He said that I had too much talent to be let go. I will be starting some extra vocal lessons to finalize my voice in January and I hoped I got to see Mum, Dad, and Mermaid before I was separated again from them.
I had to now live in London in a flat that was nearby Syco headquarters. The flat was fully furnished so I didn't have to worry about buying any furniture. So this break I have now is pretty much just time to gather up my belongings and get settled in. With the money I won, I bought myself a car, a set of eating utensils and plates, and a television. Everything else I will need I will bring it back with me to London. I got out of my car and opened the door to my house. I saw my mum peak her heard out of the kitchen and when she saw it was me, she ran and hugged me.
"I missed you so much sweetheart. Your father should be here in-"
"I'm home! Honey, who's car is that- Cher, you're home." My dad said breathless.
"I wanted to surprise you guys."
"Well you certainly did. I'm sorry you didn't win sweety," Mum said.
We sat down in the living room, and I told them everything that happened while in the X Factor, and told them that Simon signed me up under Syco for a record deal. They were ecstatic, until they heard that I had to live in London.
"You were eventually going to have to leave us Cher. Don't get sad. I know you have to spend your last year of school being homeschooled, but at least you dream is coming true." Dad said. That's why I loved my parents. They were so understanding.
"Cher, Ariel left this letter for you." Mum said.
I grabbed it from her open hand and read it:
Brat,
If you come home this winter for Christmas, I want to tell you to not come looking for me. I won't be home. I'll be in Germany. I still don't understand why you broke your promise with me in keeping in touch. I also don't understand why you preferred spending time with One Direction than calling me. But whatever. What done is done. These past months since you left have been hard. I fell into depression and even started cutting. I felt so alone. So hollow. So empty. When school started, I feared who I was going to talk to. My best friend was gone so I was alone. That first day I met my best friend forever, Penelope Mayfield. I love her. She brought me out of my depression. I for one didn't break my promise. Every day I would be up to date with X Factor news. Once you got past the judges house Penelope and I would vote for you and One Direction. I would always send you a text message after all your performances. They always said the same thing, but I only sent them so you would see that I kept my promise. Honestly Brat, Pen and I became huge Brats and Directioners. I find it ironic how your fanbase is called Brats. On twitter I would also tweet you saying that I loved your performance, or good luck, or something similar. Yet you never responded. I don't know the cause as to why you did this, but I'm just letting you know that it hurt me. No scratch that. It hurts me. I never thought I would lose another best friend, but apparently I did. I will never forget you Cher. I love that you helped me, and I will forever be grateful. Thank you for everything.
Your ex best friend,
Ariel Clearwater
My eyes watered when I read it. Can't believe I caused her all this. I did promise her I wouldn't leave her just like Harry did. I didn't, I left her in a worse way. I willingly lost contact with her. There's no excuse beyond that. We were given time off every day and I chose to spend it with the other contestants. What I did was inexcusable. I will never forgive myself for what I did.
I know Harry forgot completely about Ariel because one of our days off, he and the boys went to the pool. Harry slipped by the edge and hit his head hard. The doctors didn't know what he forgot in his life. All they know is that he forgot a huge part of it. I remember when they called Anne and told her. She was worried because her baby got hurt, but at least he's alive. This was never aired or mentioned in the show because the producers didn't want the audience to know what happened. I just hope Harry remembers Ariel eventually.
A/N: woo! Long chappie!!!!! :D so... My chapters will be quite long now. So that means 2-3 days wait on an update. But don't worry loves. I will update! :) do me a favor and help me promote this fanfic please? I'll dedicate the next chapter to you!
Anyways... Anyone have a strange fear? I actually do. I'm scared of bananas. I know strange. Lol. I don't scream & run away in terror. I just get nauseous when I smell them or see them.
Anyways... see ya soon!!!!! On the side there's the picture that Logan accidentally tweeted & the video for the song Don't Forget! :D