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One Direction Fan-fiction         Chapter 36    ”Harry?” Cassie said with a frown. She had her hand entangled with the guy’s from the picture. She didn’t let go of him. I could have sworn that if it weren’t for all the watching eyes I’d beaten the shit out of him, fucking Amadour, fucking Frenchman, fucking dickhead. She was astonished and confused, not quite knowing how to react. Neither did I, I was frozen and didn’t have the ability to move at all. She let go of Amadour, leaving him just as confused as I as she disappeared through the crowd. My legs finally obeyed my orders and ran after her, pu

One Direction Fan-fiction         Chapter 35 *THIRD PERSON POV* It had been four months since Cassie got home from the hospital. Three months since Harry and her split up. One month since she started to loose weight again. She’d put on about 22 ibs since her abortion. Food seemed to be the only thing that helped. Cassie was simply trying to deal with her loss of the baby. For four months she’d done nothing but eat. She’d gone home from America, away from the reporters, away from her baby, away form Harry. Her family was the only thing she’d brought with her home.    The last month sense had pupped into her head. Ge

One Direction Fan-fiction         Chapter 34 The press in US was worse than back home. Harry and I could hardly leave to hotel without being followed by reporters and photographers. Three weeks of that, and our relationship was starting to change for the worse: We started fights over nothing and our language wasn’t pretty. His new friends in New York knew how to party, and of course Harry couldn’t miss that. I don’t know whether I asked him to stay home at the hotel because I needed him, or because I was jealous of him having fun while I struggled with back pains and weird eating habits.    Lately Harry had moved his pil

One Direction Fan-fiction         Chapter 33 I don’t even know where to start. So many things have happened over the past three months. Well, first of all, Harry has moved in with me. Or should I say us; ‘cause we’re living at my mum’s place: Which is embarrassing as well as awkward. I just wanna move out, get my own place. A house, where the kid will be able to play in the garden with the sun shining and birds tweeting in the trees. I want my kid to grow up on the country and play all day, far far away from the crowding city and traffic. But as it is right now, that isn’t going to happen anytime soon.    Har

One Direction Fan-fiction         Chapter 32 I had convinced Emma to come to Ireland with me to meet my family. Everyone was going home anyway in the morning. Harry had taken Cassie home to her mum's.    "Louis, did you know about this?" Zayn asked as we packed over things in the dressing room.    "Before the concert Harry was missing, remember? So, I went to go get him. As I got closer I could hear someone talking, I couldn't help but overhear, and it took a while for me to notice whose voice it was…" Louis said as he grabbed some clothes and other stuff from all over the room.    "Can't believe it," Liam said as he sat down on the

One Direction Fan-fiction         Chapter 31 Everyone was getting frustrated. The boys and I didn't know what to do. I'd tried to run after Harry as he left the stage, but he'd disappeared when I got down the stair to back stage. The concert had stopped completely. The crowd was screaming at us, – Liam trying to calm everyone down - wanted to know what the fuck was going on: So did I. I wanted to know where the fuck Harry found the balls to leave over a hundred thousand people, and us – his band mates at a concert.    "-we seem to have some … technological problems … with Harry's earpiece …" Liam desperately tried, talking to the crowd a

One Direction Fan-fiction         Chapter 30 It was the last night if the tour: within the next two hours the Take me home tour would be over. They were going to perform in front of more than a hundred thousand people. The concert was sold out within the blink of an eye. The boys were in their dressing room, getting ready for their last show. I was standing out in the hall, twiddling my thumbs, wondering, thinking like crazy. Tonight would be my only chance. It'd soon be too late to tell him - and tomorrow he'd be on his way to Holmes Chapel, and I'd be on my way home too. It needed to be said face to face.   "Come on boys, fifteen minut

One Direction Fan-fiction          Chapter 29 I was happy that Harry and I had gotten things back on track. The only sad thing now was that he had to leave for the tour – and then I wouldn't see him in seven months. Unless I joined them of course.     Our last night together had been amazing. Somehow, I wasn't cable of keeping my hands off him. It was like we'd always been together, like we were meant to be, as if it was destiny. I'd almost forgotten what it was like to be with Harry. Forgotten how much pleasure it gave me, when he simply touched my body. The way his fi

I couldn't believe it. I was actually on my way to France. 65,35 million people spread around on an area of 674,843 square kilometers. Think about that. It is five times larger than England. The thought alone is scary.    After an hour of driving we reached Heathrow airport. Two hours before our flight. The time went fast though. It was as if we just got throw the security when we got called to our gate. We landed in Nice an hour and 55 minutes later. Emma's aunt's fiancé's brother – I know, hang in there – picked us up in the airport and took us from Nice to Cannes, about half an hour driving. I was sitting with my head out

One Direction Fan-fiction          Chapter 27 Still more than four weeks till Jenny, Emma and I would be on our way to France. It was a bit surreal. I mean, the three of us going to France to Emma's aunts wedding? Kinda long story.     Anyway, it was Friday and I was off from work. After school I'd promised Emma and Jenny that we would go into town and look for a new dress for the wedding. Emma's aunt had told Emma this weekend that she was going to be her bride maid. Emma couldn't shut up the rest of the day – you could still feel her excitement.