Clair's P.O.V

Harry and I were texting and everything seemed normal except we both knew it wasn’t. A day before we all went back home. I recorded a video of me playing and singing “Superstar” by Taylor Swift. Michael and Calum helped me film it and then gave me Harry’s email address. I sent it to him and then the three of us sat around my hotel room. I’m now back home and working on my studies, singing, and dancing as hard as I ever had. Today is the day that I’ve become brave enough make my video.

“Bonnie I’m making my new video. So yeah.” I said standing in the doorway to the living room.

“Are you sure you don’t want me there with you for it?” he asked me and I could tell he was worried just by the sound of his voice.

“I have to do this by myself. It’s time I become strong again.” I said and he nodded his head before walking over and giving me a hug. I took a deep breath and walked into my room where everything was set up. I sat on my bed legs crossed and pressed record.

“Hey guys it’s me! As you can probably tell this is a different videos than any of the others I’ve made and put up. This one has to do with a very serious topic that is really personal to me, so I hope you bear with me as I do this.” I said fiddling with my hands that are in my lap.

“Many of you have noticed that in my last couple of videos my smile probably seemed off and not normal. Well they are like that because I haven’t been feeling myself. I’ve been battling with something since I was seven and I thought I was over it and cured, but I realized that is will always be with me no matter what.” I said looking directly at the camera.

“I guess I should start from the beginning. Keep this in mind as you are watching this. I don’t want your sympathy or you to feel sorry for me. I want all of you to know if anything is bothering you. I want you to know that I’m here for you and I have your back.” I said before stopping and taking a deep breath.

“When I was two I began getting abused by my dad. No not Mr. Franta, my biological dad. Yup, I am adopted. The Franta’s adopted me when I was four and well I’ve been here ever since. My biological mom ended up killing my dad so she is in jail at the moment. As I got older I realized I wasn’t like the other kids and I guess my parents did also. When all my sibling were laughing at Spongebob I sat there stoned face and not showing any emotion. The little things that bring kids joy, they didn’t bring me joy at all. When I was seven the Frantas took me to the doctor and that was when I was diagnosed with depression.” I said as I felt a lump grow in my throat and tears sting at my eyes.

“I was put on medication to help, but I’m a fake happy. A forced happy. All I actually want to be is really happy. I want to feel joy without the medicine, but it seems like I can’t. I have stopped taking my pills three times and each time it ended badly. Usually I put makeup over the scars to hide them, but I think you all deserve to know. I have cut before and well here are my battle scars. In middle school my parents thought everything was going ok for me so they slowly took me off the medication. I was fine for a couple weeks, but then I got bullied which caused me to self-harm, which then caused me to gain social anxiety. I had and still have really bad anxiety around people and I still have panic attacks sometime. Through this all though I have realized that I can count on others to help me get to a place I want to be, or they at least try to help me get there. Just know you are not alone. Comment something about you. An insecurity. An anxiety you have, comment if you have depression or frequent panic attacks. Comment anything that could possibly get you labeled as a quote on quote weird kid. Find someone who is going through the same thing or even someone who isn’t and help each other through it and I will reply to some comments. I’m going to find a way where I can Skype you guys, but until then I will communicate with you guys through the comments. Thanks for watching and well that’s my story.” I said wiping away the tears that had fallen. I knew I wanted to take this video all in one shot so I didn’t have to edit it, but I wasn’t ready to put it online. I laid down on my back and stared at the ceiling as tears fell down my face.

“When life has cut too deep and left you hurting The future you had hoped for is now burning And the dreams you held so tight lost their meaning And you don't know if you'll ever find the healing” started to play from my phone so I knew I was getting a call. I felt around until I finally got it.

“Hello?” I asked as my voice cracked since I was crying

. “Clairebella?” I heard Harry say from the other end of the phone. I instantly sat up in shock.

“Yes?” I asked as I wiped away my tears only to have new ones form and fall.

“The video you sent me was…” Harry began before trailing off and that worried me so I stayed silent.

“It was amazing. Are you busy later today? I want to talk things out with you.” Harry said.

“Connor is going out with the elders so you can come over here around five if you want to.” I said tucking a piece of hair behind my ear.

“I’ll see you then.” He said before hanging up. I looked over at my alarm and saw it was 4:30. I totally flipped out and stood up. I walked into my bathroom and applied a little bit of foundation before grabbing my phone and walking downstairs.

“I’m out of here Clair. Don’t wait up.” Connor said as he stood by the door.

“Trust me I won’t. Why would I?” I asked and he shrugged his shoulders before walking out the door. I went into the kitchen and got a coffee mug down and got the apple juice out of the fridge. I don’t drink coffee so I figure it’s the next best thing to put in there. As I was putting it away there was a knock on the door. I closed the fridge door and skipped to my front door.

“Who is it?” I asked through the door.

“It’s Harry.” A British male voice said. I opened the door and there stood Harry.

“Hi.” I said stepping aside so he could walk in. I closed the door behind him and walked to the kitchen to get my apple juice before going into the living room where Harry went.

“I really like you Clair.” Harry simply stated.

“I really like you too. I was just really hurt that you were leading me on when you had a girlfriend. That wasn’t fair to either her or myself.” I said.

“I know and that was stupid, but I really was planning on ending it with her soon. I actually broke up with her the same day you saw the text.” Harry said looking me intensely in the eye and I totally believed him.

“Ok. So what does this mean for us?” I asked crossing my legs and taking a sip of my apple juice.

“Well I would really really really like you to be my girlfriend.” Harry said scooting closer to me.

“Ok and?” I asked with a smirk.

“Bella Franta will you please with a cherry on top be my wonderful girlfriend?” Harry asked me and I pretended to think about it for about two minutes before answering him.

“I would love to Harry.” I said smiling at him as I placed my mug onto the table. Harry instantly pulled me into a hug and I laughed.

“Well girlfriend, what do you want to do?” he asked me with his arms still wrapped around me.

“Well boyfriend, Tarah’s music festival is at seven tonight and the girls, the other boys, and myself are all going to support her.” I said.

“Sounds like fun. What time do we have to leave?” he asked me looking at me.

“I want to be there at 6:30, so I guess that means we leave in half an hour.” I said tucking my hair behind my ear.

“So soon.” Harry whined tightening his grip around me.

“I know which means I have to go now and get ready. It’ll take ten to fifeteen minute tops.” I said standing up and running up the stairs to my room. I had already picked my outfit out that morning so I took a five minute shower then got out and got dressed. Once I was dressed I did my hair and makeup. When I was finally finished it was 5:50 so I walked back into the living room where Harry was looking at his phone.

“If you’re bored we can go now.” I spoke up startling him.

“Yay! I can drive just give me the directions as we go.” Harry said and I nodded my head as he stood up. He got his keys and I followed him out to his car.

“How in the world do you go without the paps noticing you?” I asked him as I buckled up.

“Well I take a very long and very boring way here so they finally give up after some time.” Harry explained and I laughed.

“Ok you’re going to make the next two rights.” I said once he was on the street. It took us twenty minutes longer than it would have if I were driving, but it’s whatever. When we got there it had already started so I was looking around for Tarah, but instead I found the others.

“Hey.” I said greeting them while holding Harry’s hand. Slowly everyone’s eyes drifted to our connected hands and their eyes got huge.

“When?” Nikki demanded as Abi began to do her happy dance.

“A little bit ago. Enough about me. Have you guys seen Tarah?” I asked and they all shook their heads.

“I think Ashton went to find her.” Calum said coming over and pulling me into a hug.

“I think we have been spotted.” Louis murmured so only we could hear. I looked around and there were a bunch of girls from my school and the middle school, all fangriling. I turned to Harry and he gave my hand a squeeze and a smile.

“Harry. How have you been?” Mackenzie asked coming over and pushing her chest out.

“I’ve been good. How about you?” Harry asked as Michael waved me over to him.

“I’m going to talk to Mikey.” I said before letting go of Harry’s hand and walking over to the guy who has quickly became one of my uber close friends.

“So Clairry huh?” Michael asked and I nodded my head smiling.

“Yup, but I’m worried boobs mcgee is going to eventually take him away.” I said pointing at the laughing pair.

“He just got you. Trust me he isn’t ready to let you go. Especially not for someone like her. Oh and I think I know where Tarah and Ashton are.” He said and my ears perked up.

“Show me show me show me!” I exclaimed and he pulled out his phone and showed me a tweet from Sugarscape.

“Shit!” was all I said before running over to the big tent where I assumed they were. When I got there Tarah was sitting on a chair crying and Ashton was nervously pacing.

“How bad is it?” Tarah asked me and I stayed silent and walked over then pulled her into a hug. She began to cry harder on my shoulder. I turned us so her back was to Ashton. I made eye contact with him.

“Fix this now!” I mouthed at him and he nodded his head.

“They are looking for you out there Tar. What do you want me to tell them?” I asked when we pulled apart and she wiped her eyes.

“Can you cover for ten minutes while I talk to Ashton? Do whatever you need to do.” She said and I nodded my head before walking over to the stage and standing in front of a microphone.

“Uh hey guys! Tarah has asked me to present our next performers so without further or do here is One Direction!” I said and the boys slowly walked up the steps with perplexed looks on their face.

“We didn’t practice any songs and we don’t have a band.” Niall hissed in worriment.

“I know for a fact these boys know how to play ‘They Don’t Know About Us’ , ‘Story of My Life’ , and ‘Does He Know’. Just tell them which you want to sing and it will go fine.” I said trying to encourage them.

“Fine, but you owe me Bella.” Harry said pulling me into a hug. I kissed his cheek before going and joining the rest of 5SOS, Nikki, and Abi.

“Cross your fingers.” I said taking hold of the girls’ free hands. They gave my hands a squeeze as the boys were handed microphones.

“So like Clair said we are One Direction and we are happy to be here to support our friend’s band program. We will be singing ‘Does He Know’ and ‘Story of My Life’ so I hope you guys are ready!” Zayn said into his microphone and everyone began to cheer. The band began to play the opening chords to ‘Story of My Life’ and of course Abi and Nikki started to dance with their boyfriends while Michael, Calum, and I just goofed around and had a great time dancing together. When the song ended everyone cheered and then the boys began to sing ‘Does He Know’. When they were finished Tarah and Ashton still weren’t back yet so I went back on stage.

“Weren’t they great guys?” I asked and the crowd cheered. I heard commotion from behind me and I saw all of O2L and Connor.

“Well look who is here!” I said as the crowd cheers got a little bit louder. They each already had a mic so that wasn’t a problem.

“What’s going on?” I asked Connor in his ear.

“You have the O2L song on your phone right?” he asked me and I nodded my head.

“Plug it into the speakers and press play.” He said and I did as told. The boys all got into their positions and as soon as the music started they began to dance. I walked off stage over to Harry who embraced me with open arms.

“You were great.” I said watching my brothers on stage.

“Thanks, but I bet you would be better.” He said trying to get a response out of me and I just shrugged my shoulders. As the song was ending Ashton and Tarah were walking towards us and I couldn’t read their expressions

Notes

Hey guys! What do you think about Clairry? What do you think Tashton talked about? I hope you guys liked this chapter and comment and tell me if there is anything you think I can do better! How have you guys been?

<3~SparklesGirly