Never Is A Promise

I turned away from the stage as my phone flashed it was Simon. I motioned to my phone as Paul and Aly looked over and pointed toward the hallway. “Aly take over the Twitter Questions” I called over the music she nodded. I slid the bar across to answer as the stage door shut I pulled out one of the ear -in’s and turned off my microphone. “Hi Simon” I said waiting for his response.

I heard him sigh and take a deep breath before speaking getting right to the point. “You have until a week after this leg of the tour ends to tell him or I will.” Simon said. I gulped.

“That’s two weeks.” How was I supposed to tell him, after everything that happened? “How?”
I asked “Simon he’s going to hate me, after everything that has happened…” I trailed off starting to hyperventilate.

“Breath Mick” Simon said. I nodded even though he couldn’t see me, “Mick he could never hate you. But you should have told him to begin with, or before you slept together.” I opened my mouth “Don’t even ask how, I know you weren’t there earlier today and all the boys looked at the bathroom when you two were mentioned followed by a bang against the wall.”

“Oh” I said “Sorry.”

“Don’t just say sorry, Mick fix it. Tell him when they come off stage tonight.”

“I’ll try.” I said as the boys ran off backstage to change. They waved as they ran off except Harry who walked over pulling me into his chest “Hi Harry” I said resting my head on his chest as he tucked my head under his chin rubbing my back, realizing I was upset. But what he didn’t know was why I was so upset. Had he known he’d have walked the other way, because what I had been trying to keep hidden from him was being forced out, and at this point it was going to hurt both of us, a lot.

“Mick. Tell him,” Simon said, I took in a deep breath and opened my mouth to tell Harry. But while my brain screamed ‘Harry, I have something to tell you, I’m Mickole, I left because I was diagnosed with cancer and I didn’t want to put you through that.‘ but nothing came out of my mouth. I shook my head. Squeezing Harry closer to me in a hug, realizing the words were stuck in my throat, I pulled away and pointed toward the dressing room so he could change. He nodded brushing my hair back and kissing my temple before walking into the dressing room.

“I can’t Simon.” I said turning away and walking toward the door “I tried I opened my mouth and I knew what to say but nothing came out.” I cried pushing out the doors.

“Mick, don’t expect this to be easy, keep trying whenever you can, but if you can’t in two weeks I’ll tell him.” Simon said.

I nodded again even though he couldn’t see me “Ok, Simon.” I said putting a hand to my forehead. “Is that all?”

“Yes” he said, “Also remember you are still dating Darren, for the rest of the world tour, until you and Harry sort things out.”

“Of course.” I said, unconsciously moving a hand over one of the bruises Darren had left.

“Alright Bye, Mick”

“Bye Simon,” I said, walking back into the arena standing quietly for the next half of the show.

I went to bed right after thinking about the talk Simon and I had and how I was going to tell Harry. I was almost asleep when a felt a warm body crawl into the bed behind me and wrap around me I turned around immediately knowing it was Harry behind me. I curled into his chest pulling him closer to me, I was scared. And despite everyone saying it’d be ok, and we’d work it out, that Harry and I would be fine, I knew better. I was going to lose him in the next two weeks. I had just got him back and I didn’t want to let go. Harry let me as I cuddled into him pulling me close realizing my need for the comfort that he was more than willing to give.

I woke up on Harry’s chest his arms wrapped around me holding me close. I raised my head to look up at his face, his eyes still closed mouth slightly open, soft snores leaving his mouth.
“Why is this so hard to tell you?” I asked sighing. “I can do it while you walk away, and anytime you can’t hear me. Hell I can tell you while you’re asleep, like now. Harry, MJ is just a nickname, I’m Mickole, your Mickole, “ I said to his sleeping face that let out a louder snore causing me to stop and start laughing. Which woke him up with a slight jump causing him to look around the room blinking before his eyes focused on me.

I started to laugh even more. As he chuckled to himself, I was about to curl back up into his chest and go back to sleep with Aly decided to come running into the room followed by Niall and start jumping on the bed. “Get up! Get up!! We’re in France!!! Well Paris but get up!! I want to go to a café for breakfast!!!” Alysia yelled leaping of the bed and grabbing clothes for she could change into before running into the bathroom.

“Who gave her coffee?” I moaned letting my head fall back onto the tattooed arm I’d been using as a pillow.

“Louis” Was all Niall said as I groaned rolling out of bed waiting for my legs to catch me but they didn’t, I hit the floor rolling onto my side hiding my surprise with a laugh. “Well that’s one way to make sure you’re up” I laughed shooing the boys out of the room so I could get ready.

I grabbed the first things I saw that would look good together and threw them on, if Aly had gotten a hold of coffee she also had just turned into a bouncing, hyper impatient blonde with way to much energy. I stepped out of the room and started down the stairs when my legs faltered again and I had to grab the railing with both hands to keep myself from falling.

Aly came running up the stairs stopping as she saw me holding on to the railing my legs collapsed beneath me. “Please tell me we are going to get this checked out today.” She said in a serious tone, I nodded knowing fighting her on this was useless after she’d watched me fall for the second time. We walked down the rest of the stairs Aly staying close enough to be able to help if I fell. “Lets go to the Effile Tower for breakfast!” Aly said skipping to the front of the bus. I laughed following her as she came to a halt next to the cars that were waiting to take us to the café Aly had already decided on.

I have to admit the nice part about the boys fame was they were basically allowed to go wherever they wanted so when Niall decided that he wanted to eat breakfast on the top of the Tower they let him and Aly go up. I smiled excusing myself after eating a bit of food to settle my stomach after taking my immune system blockers and all my other medicines.

I walked away from the group, waving Harry off when he tried to follow, I needed to call some one and he couldn’t be around for it. I walked toward the other side of the park taking out my phone and scrolling down til I got to the contact I wanted, "Harry’s Mom". I hit send and waited plopping down underneath a tree keeping an eye on the boys from my place.

“Mick?”Anne asked “Is everything ok? Is Harry alright?” Anne asked quickly.

I laughed missing how much of a mom she was to me. “Don’t worry Anne.” I said calming her down, “Everything is fine I actually was calling to get some advice” I explained.

“Oh you’re going to tell him?” Anne asked already realizing why I was calling.

“Yea” I said nodding. “I just want to have some idea of what his reaction was at first.” I sighed looking over at Harry who was chasing Zayn and Louis around the plaza.

“Oh Mickole. He was devastated, he went over to your house right after we came back from camping.”

“But we had already left.” I said sadly remembering the days we’d left well. “It was the hardest decision I’ve ever had to make.” I told her.

“I know Mick, he came home confused thinking you had just left for the day.. He waited and watched your old house each day, that turned into weeks, he convinced himself you’d have to come back at the beginning of the school year, and that your letter or text had just gotten lost.” I nodded letting the tears slip out of my eyes. “He was a wreck when you never came back. He locked himself in his room for hours at a time, barely ate. That’s when he started attacking himself convincing himself he’d done something wrong and you’d left because of that.” I managed to convince him to move on and to try out for the x-factor like you’d always suggested he do.” I smiled as the tears fell. “He sang that song for you, all of them are for you.”

“I know” I whispered “Louis told me that part.”

“He hid the fact that you broke his heart well but he’s never stopped loving you, so when he got that letter, a part of him died with it when he finished reading it for the 50th time and threw it into the fireplace.” Anne said. “Tell him Mick, explain why you left, he still blames himself, he’s going to push you away but if you stay and stick with him he’ll come around, he’s too in love with you not to come back eventually.”

“Thanks Anne.” I said wiping my eyes and fanning my face to try and decrease the redness that had surely set in. “Now I just have to figure out how to tell him.”

“I’m sure you’ll think of something, Mick you always do. Have fun and tell Harry to wash his face.” I laughed and agreed before hanging up and heading back over to the group. They were all laying in the grass, I sprawled out next to Liam and Aly closing my eyes enjoying the sun and my coffee that had cooled down enough so I could drink it. I felt my phone buzz indicating I had new texts I opened my phone the newest was from Aly, but Liam and Simon had messaged earlier. I opened Aly’s text ‘So when are we going to get that falling over thing checked?” I laughed typing back quickly.

“Later today, while the boys are getting ready for the concert, we can sneak out for a bit, I’ll just let Paul know.” I hit send opening up the next text from Liam.

“You ok? You look upset from what I can see over here.” I smiled of course Liam would noticed my mood when I had been over talking to Anne.

I sighed deciding to tell him what I’d been doing. Noticing Aly nod to me as she read her text.
“Yea I just had to call Anne and talk to her about Harry, and what happened back at home.
Simon gave me 2 weeks to tell him or he will.” I hit send looking over at Liam with a blank face; he had been watching me reply with a calculating gaze.

I switched to look at Simon’s text “Mick stop stressing out about this, just tell him, everything will work out.”

I sighed immediately as I read it my eyebrow rising in annoyance Simon didn’t know the past or how Harry had reacted when I left and disappeared without any trace. I noticed Liam shift over to read over my shoulder, I allowed him to read Simon’s before starting my reply.
“Really? Cause I think I know him pretty well, I’d say at least. Yes at first he’ll be mad at me but that won’t last long until he starts thinking the whole thing is his fault. He’ll blame my actions on himself. You think he was bad before. This is going to throw him over the edge completely, if its not handled properly. I did what I did for a reason, and I need to handle this in time and with a strategy or it’ll get ugly. So I’m not going to calm down and relax about this when I know that a wrong move in this will break him in another way completely.” I sent the text as Liam finished reading over my shoulder giving my shoulder a squeeze to let me know he was there if I needed to talk. My phone buzzed with Simon’s reply.

“As long as you figure it out in 2 weeks. Other wise I’ll tell him.” I glared at my phone closing the text quickly laying back and landing on Liam’s chest. He held me up as I looked up he smiled sadly down at me, understanding that I had been forced into a position that I hadn’t wanted to deal with yet, because I didn’t have a plan.

“How’s Dani?” I asked.

“Good we’re sorting things out, it’s difficult but we’ll make it I think.” He said clearly being more relaxed about the whole thing.

“That’s good.” I said. “So how’d you handle the Hate mail she was getting?” I asked knowing I was a target for the same thing, since I was so close to the boys.

“Harry is glaring at me” turning to face the others Louis and Zayn still wrestling, but Harry had stopped to glare over at his band mate. I waved him off turning back to my discussion with Liam. He laughed before saying that he’d blocked a few gotten a few suspended and then tweeted that he kept a list of all the people who gave his friends and girlfriend hate and that he’d make sure none of the boys ever followed them.

“Oh that’s what the Liam’s watching trend was?” I asked laughing as he nodded sheepishly.
“So are you keeping a list?” He shook his head indicating he was.

“Well not me specifically, but I let management know so they have people doing that for us.” He said proudly.

“That’s a great use of your fame and management team.” I laughed teasing him as he just shrugged.

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