The Chosen One
It's Complicated
Chapter 8: It’s Complicated
I watched most of what was left of the concert. The boys were pulling off another amazing show. They were just getting off before they had to go back out for their encore. They were really making this crowd sweat it out, because they were taking a long time to go back out.
That was when Louis came running over to me, almost out of breath. “Maddie! Maddie!” Louis shouted even though he was closing in on my person.
“What is it Lou? What’s wrong?” I asked worriedly.
He said “Nothing. I have a message from Harry! He wants you to meet him after the concert. He wants to speak with you!”
I had a questioned look on my face. “About what, Louis?”
He quickly replied, “I’m not really sure. Gotta run though, Maddie! I need to be back out there again!” I realized that Harry and Zayn had already come back on the stage, and the crowd was at a new heightened volume level.
After watching Louis disappear to where he came from I soon realized that I needed to run too, back to the merch stand! I left right as Louis walked out onto the stage. I didn’t have much time to think about talking to Harry later. The concert ended quickly and we were flooded with more people. Nearly all the customers were recollecting the concert they had just witnessed. A few were making suggestions as to who Harry was talking about before they sang, “Last First Kiss.” I blushed a little at their conversations, but the truth was I wasn’t for sure yet if I was even the interest of that song dedication.
Learning how to close down the merch tent all was kind of a blur. At that point, the only thing on my mind was finding Harry. About thirty minutes of tear down later, Lola released us to do whatever. I didn’t spend much time lingering, I went straight to find Harry.
I figured the concert had been done for a while now. “Surely he would be by his tour bus by now.” I thought to myself. So that is where I checked first. Luckily enough, that is where the curly haired boy I was falling for was, leaning against the bus with his arms folded across his chest. I could tell he was scanning the people around him, looking for someone, me. I walked up to him smiling, oddly enough he didn’t really smile back.
My smile quickly faded and changed to an expression of confusion. “Louis told me you wanted to speak to me, Harry?” I asked him nervously. Before I knew it, he grabbed a hold of my face and his lips were crushing against mine. It was rather intense. Again, before I could even react they were gone. He looked at me with his emerald eyes and then looked to other crew workers tearing down. I noticed a few of them make eye contact with us, and they knew what had just happened.
“Come with me Mads.” Harry said rather uneasily. I followed him into the tour bus.
The bus was surprisingly empty. I didn’t really think to question it. We sat on the couch close at first until Harry scooted away. I didn’t really understand what was going on. One second he was kissing me, the next, he didn’t want to sit next to me? “What’s all this about Harry?” I asked nervously.
He stared at me with his emerald eyes for a few brief seconds. He took a deep breath before beginning, “Mads, I am not really sure how to put all of this, so just listen to me carefully, please.” he said.
I replied, “Okay.”
He started, “Alright, so Mads, I think that I… well… you sort of make me a bit batty. I can’t really control my actions when you are around. I guess that kind of explains what just happened just before and the other night. So what I am trying to say, I suppose... is that... I fancy you…like a lot. You are the most down to earth and beautiful girl I have ever known, and I nearly just met you.” He gave a half smile at me before continuing, “As great as it is to feel this way… I know I just can’t do anything about it.”
I cut him off, “Harry, I feel the same way, I can’t believe this!” I was so happy to hear everything he just told me. Harry liked me. It wasn’t all in my head. In that brief second I felt like I was on cloud nine.
Then he continued, “You don’t know how happy that makes me for me to hear Mads, but that isn’t exactly what I meant when I said I can’t do anything about it.”
My excitement was gone, “What? That doesn’t make any sense Harry?”
He brushed his hand through his curly hair while he looked at the floor. “It’s so complicated Mads. Our fans…. They just get so… possessive over me and the boys. They get so upset whenever one of us gets into a relationship. I just don’t want to hurt any of them. They are the reason the boys and myself are where we are today. I just don’t think I can let myself do something, knowing I have millions of loyal fans who would be upset with me.”
I was so crestfallen. How he could he be saying such wonderful things one minute and then completely just rip them all away the next? I looked right at him, even though he wouldn’t look up to me, and said, “…but you are willing to hurt me. You think your feelings over me will pass, is that it? Harry, why would you invite me on this tour, waste a bunch of time with me, and then dedicate that song to me if you thought this was all just going to pass over?”
His gaze quickly flicked up to mine, “No, Mads, please don’t think about it that way. I really do care for you. My life is just so complicated and it’s not just about them. I…”
I didn’t let him finish. I didn’t want to hear any more of his excuses. My mind was processing and running so fast I didn’t really think about what I was saying. I stood up and said as calmly as possible, “Harry, I don’t want to hear your pathetic explanations and fake reasons for what you are truly thinking. Just admit you knew how I was starting to feel about you and took advantage of me. Now you might have realized what you did, and can’t bring yourself to own up to it. For someone so famous, I have never met someone so afraid in my life!” With that being said, I stormed out of the bus leaving Harry flabbergasted behind me.
Right as I was leaving their bus, the other four boys were walking towards it. “Maddie!” Niall called happily. I stormed passed them quickly because I didn’t want them to see the tears forming in my eyes. After I walked past they stopped in their tracks. “Maddie, what’s wrong”? Louis asked concerned.
“Nothing, sorry, I just need to get back to my bus before we leave.” I quickly made up trying to disguise my crying. I heard the quick steps of the boys running to the bus, probably to figure out what had just happened between Harry and me. I hoped they wouldn’t hate me for what I said. I did wish to be friends with them still. They were so fun and hilarious.
When I arrived at my bus, I climbed in and went straight to my bunk. It had a curtain, so I pulled it across and tried to keep in my cries. I just wanted to go home, but I did sign a contract for the summer, and how else was I supposed to make as much money as I was on tour? I had to stick it out. I just needed to stop thinking about Harry. I should have known getting my heart involved with Harry Styles was a bad idea from the start. It was going to be a long bus ride to North Carolina, unfortunately, leaving me to my thoughts.
I watched most of what was left of the concert. The boys were pulling off another amazing show. They were just getting off before they had to go back out for their encore. They were really making this crowd sweat it out, because they were taking a long time to go back out.
That was when Louis came running over to me, almost out of breath. “Maddie! Maddie!” Louis shouted even though he was closing in on my person.
“What is it Lou? What’s wrong?” I asked worriedly.
He said “Nothing. I have a message from Harry! He wants you to meet him after the concert. He wants to speak with you!”
I had a questioned look on my face. “About what, Louis?”
He quickly replied, “I’m not really sure. Gotta run though, Maddie! I need to be back out there again!” I realized that Harry and Zayn had already come back on the stage, and the crowd was at a new heightened volume level.
After watching Louis disappear to where he came from I soon realized that I needed to run too, back to the merch stand! I left right as Louis walked out onto the stage. I didn’t have much time to think about talking to Harry later. The concert ended quickly and we were flooded with more people. Nearly all the customers were recollecting the concert they had just witnessed. A few were making suggestions as to who Harry was talking about before they sang, “Last First Kiss.” I blushed a little at their conversations, but the truth was I wasn’t for sure yet if I was even the interest of that song dedication.
Learning how to close down the merch tent all was kind of a blur. At that point, the only thing on my mind was finding Harry. About thirty minutes of tear down later, Lola released us to do whatever. I didn’t spend much time lingering, I went straight to find Harry.
I figured the concert had been done for a while now. “Surely he would be by his tour bus by now.” I thought to myself. So that is where I checked first. Luckily enough, that is where the curly haired boy I was falling for was, leaning against the bus with his arms folded across his chest. I could tell he was scanning the people around him, looking for someone, me. I walked up to him smiling, oddly enough he didn’t really smile back.
My smile quickly faded and changed to an expression of confusion. “Louis told me you wanted to speak to me, Harry?” I asked him nervously. Before I knew it, he grabbed a hold of my face and his lips were crushing against mine. It was rather intense. Again, before I could even react they were gone. He looked at me with his emerald eyes and then looked to other crew workers tearing down. I noticed a few of them make eye contact with us, and they knew what had just happened.
“Come with me Mads.” Harry said rather uneasily. I followed him into the tour bus.
The bus was surprisingly empty. I didn’t really think to question it. We sat on the couch close at first until Harry scooted away. I didn’t really understand what was going on. One second he was kissing me, the next, he didn’t want to sit next to me? “What’s all this about Harry?” I asked nervously.
He stared at me with his emerald eyes for a few brief seconds. He took a deep breath before beginning, “Mads, I am not really sure how to put all of this, so just listen to me carefully, please.” he said.
I replied, “Okay.”
He started, “Alright, so Mads, I think that I… well… you sort of make me a bit batty. I can’t really control my actions when you are around. I guess that kind of explains what just happened just before and the other night. So what I am trying to say, I suppose... is that... I fancy you…like a lot. You are the most down to earth and beautiful girl I have ever known, and I nearly just met you.” He gave a half smile at me before continuing, “As great as it is to feel this way… I know I just can’t do anything about it.”
I cut him off, “Harry, I feel the same way, I can’t believe this!” I was so happy to hear everything he just told me. Harry liked me. It wasn’t all in my head. In that brief second I felt like I was on cloud nine.
Then he continued, “You don’t know how happy that makes me for me to hear Mads, but that isn’t exactly what I meant when I said I can’t do anything about it.”
My excitement was gone, “What? That doesn’t make any sense Harry?”
He brushed his hand through his curly hair while he looked at the floor. “It’s so complicated Mads. Our fans…. They just get so… possessive over me and the boys. They get so upset whenever one of us gets into a relationship. I just don’t want to hurt any of them. They are the reason the boys and myself are where we are today. I just don’t think I can let myself do something, knowing I have millions of loyal fans who would be upset with me.”
I was so crestfallen. How he could he be saying such wonderful things one minute and then completely just rip them all away the next? I looked right at him, even though he wouldn’t look up to me, and said, “…but you are willing to hurt me. You think your feelings over me will pass, is that it? Harry, why would you invite me on this tour, waste a bunch of time with me, and then dedicate that song to me if you thought this was all just going to pass over?”
His gaze quickly flicked up to mine, “No, Mads, please don’t think about it that way. I really do care for you. My life is just so complicated and it’s not just about them. I…”
I didn’t let him finish. I didn’t want to hear any more of his excuses. My mind was processing and running so fast I didn’t really think about what I was saying. I stood up and said as calmly as possible, “Harry, I don’t want to hear your pathetic explanations and fake reasons for what you are truly thinking. Just admit you knew how I was starting to feel about you and took advantage of me. Now you might have realized what you did, and can’t bring yourself to own up to it. For someone so famous, I have never met someone so afraid in my life!” With that being said, I stormed out of the bus leaving Harry flabbergasted behind me.
Right as I was leaving their bus, the other four boys were walking towards it. “Maddie!” Niall called happily. I stormed passed them quickly because I didn’t want them to see the tears forming in my eyes. After I walked past they stopped in their tracks. “Maddie, what’s wrong”? Louis asked concerned.
“Nothing, sorry, I just need to get back to my bus before we leave.” I quickly made up trying to disguise my crying. I heard the quick steps of the boys running to the bus, probably to figure out what had just happened between Harry and me. I hoped they wouldn’t hate me for what I said. I did wish to be friends with them still. They were so fun and hilarious.
When I arrived at my bus, I climbed in and went straight to my bunk. It had a curtain, so I pulled it across and tried to keep in my cries. I just wanted to go home, but I did sign a contract for the summer, and how else was I supposed to make as much money as I was on tour? I had to stick it out. I just needed to stop thinking about Harry. I should have known getting my heart involved with Harry Styles was a bad idea from the start. It was going to be a long bus ride to North Carolina, unfortunately, leaving me to my thoughts.
Notes
Chapter 8!Sorry... probably not what you were expecting. Trust me, a lot more twists and turns to come!
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-Jen
11/16/13