Chapter 20

HARRY'S P.O.V
"I don't want to go home.." Rosalie muttered sheepishly in the car that was in front of her house.

It was currently 8 am, and we decided to drop her off after she stayed the night on my couch. Last night was good, really fun and the fact that no-one seemed to notice us, it was so good to feel normal and to kind of have a section of our private life... private. After the theme park and relaxing on the pier, we roamed around the streets of Sydney and had late night McDonalds and coffee to kick off our energy. We were silly, Louis bought some alcohol which I had minimal on but Louis was becoming a bit tipsy but I and Rose took care of him because we knew we had promotion and performances the next day. Our driver took us home, but our tour manager and the people who work with us weren't exactly pleased. In fact they yelled at us for a few minutes but they let us off after Niall's speech on how we wanted time off for a bit and to actually have fun. We all fell asleep easily but it didn't help that I heard Rose crying on the couch, it was faint but you can hear her. I didn't want to disturb her, she needed to clear her mind and it was really hard considering the fact that she was there crying her eyes out on the couch and I had no power to make her feel completely better.

"C'mon, your dad is waiting, I called him last night." I said.
"WHAT?! What did you say..."
"I explained briefly, he completely understood and Paul talked to him, telling him we won't be inappropriate with you."
"Thanks Harry, I just... George is right next door you know."
"You want me to come knock on his door and punch the hell out of him?" Zayn joked.
"Yes please.." she muttered.

All the boys kissed her on the cheek goodbye as she got out of the car in the clothes she wore last night and I walked to the door whilst the other boys stayed in the car. We knocked and within seconds her parents opened the door, and luckily her dad didn't look pissed off. He gave me a reassuring look as Rose's mum took care of her and took her in to her bedroom. Mr. Vanetta folded his arm and stood there, signally us to tell us what happened.

"What happened to my girl?" he asked sternly.

"We got to the party, Rose caught George and Jess cheating on her and was pretty distraught about it. We took care of her sir, we did, we took her home but she refused so we decided to let her hang out in the city to clear her mind off things and as we got back she was really tired and let her sleep in my apartment, but, I ... guarantee...you we did absolutely nothing, sleeping in separate rooms sir." I muttered, he was scary.

"Thank you Harry. My girl needs a friend like you, and I'd like to thank the rest of the boys for taking care of her." His eyes flinched to the house next door in which George lived. "Bloody bastard.." he muttered, he cleared his throat and smiled. "Thanks for being honest, I trust that you didn't do anything inappropriate and I'll make sure she'll feel a lot better of it all."

"That's all we want, but thank you Mr. Vanetta, tell Rose good bye because we got to go to work now. See you soon." I smiled, shaking his hand.
"Goodbye Harry, good luck on your success." He cracked a heart-warming smile as I walked back to the car.

I jogged back and got in the car and put the thumbs up to the boys signalling that the scary part was over. They all smiled and chuckled as we took a breather. As we sped off, I noticed George exiting his house as he held keys in his hand to go into his car. Zayn stuck the finger up at him.

"You do know the windows tinted.." Louis chuckled.
"Oh...right...yeah...shut up." Zayn muttered. "Douche bag though.." he sighed.
"Sucks for Rose though, having to live next to her ex." Niall stated.
"A few more days she'll be coming back to London, so I guess technically she lives across the world from him." Liam chuckled.
"Touché." I smiled.

It took about 40 minutes to arrive at our destination, this was an interview pre-recording for a tv show so we're pretty upbeat about it. This week has been a whirlwind, countless promotions, signings and interviews all jumbled up. Tomorrow is unfortunately our last night and the next day in the morning we're flying out back home. Though I am pretty excited to come home, we get a little break then straight to tour rehearsals for our UK tour. We hopped off the car with loads and loads of screaming fans packed outside, it was phenomenal. There were so many posters, mostly were quite.. inappropriate but I loved them. Our security guards didn't let us talk to the fans which pissed us all off and we got dragged to a room which we met the interview, Michelle. She was cute, looked about mid to late 20s, dressed casually and had a lovely smile.

"Hi! I'm Michelle, I'm going to interview you today. Lovely to meet you!" She smiled, shaking our hands and giving us a small kiss on the cheek.
"Hi babe, how are you?" Louis asked as we all sat down on the red couch and got comfy, the men set up cameras and lighting around us.
"I'm good thanks, ok we are filming ... should be now." She grinned.

She did last minute hair and makeup and faced the camera with several palm cards in her hand. We seated on the chair, all mucking about with Louis pulling on Liam's nipple which made him scream. I covered my mouth from laughing as Zayn was cheekily talking to something with Niall.

"G'day Australia, I know right now I'm going to be envied by thousands of girls from Australia but it is an absolute honour for me to interview, the biggest, hottest, and most talented Boy Group right now.. It is the one and only, ONE DIRECTION!" she shouted.
"Woop wooop!" Liam shouted as we all screamed and fist pumped.
"I'm joined by Harry, Zayn, Niall, Louis and Liam." She grinned, signalling her hand to each of us, and she pronounced our name right. "Ok, so how's Australia treating you right now?"
"It's treating us very well thank you. The weather, the food, the people, everything is just fantastic." Niall grinned.
"Absolutely, and the girls here are gorgeous and just everyone is really laidback." Zayn stated.
"That's really good to here, so via twitter I heard you boys went to Luna Park in Sydney how was that?" She asked.
"It was great fun, the night lights and the view was amazing. Nice food too." I smiled.
"I heard you got kicked out though, care to explain?" She chuckled.
"Well.. um... haha, we got into an intense food fight and we were being a public disturbance. Just having fun." Louis smiled.
"That's nothing harmful! Who took you there? There's a mysterious girl in one of your twitter photos." She asked curiously.
"Oh, she's our friend from London! She was born in Australia and came back after us to visit her parents." Niall said.
"I see! So I can definitely clear it up for all the eager fans who asked me to ask you guys. But who is she?"
"I'm sure a lot of our fans know who she is, she's our good friend Rosalie, no last name intended though for her privacy." Zayn answered.
"That's nice, do any of you have a relationship with her? Who's the closest, do you guys fancy her? They were a lot of tweets about her." Michelle asked.

All the boys looked at me and grinned, whoa guys make it any more suspicious. We all chuckled lightly until I looked at Liam since he's Daddy Direction and I don't find it particularly comfortable talking about my personal life and I knew he had my back. Liam nodded as faced the interviewer.

"No, no more relationship than a friendship and we all and she don't intend of being in one. She's a good friend, and I don't see why having a friend of the opposite sex could have to lead to a relationship right? And Harry is probably the closest with her although we all are good friends." Liam smiled, I mouthed him a thank you as he nodded.

"We don't fancy her in that way too, I mean yeah she's pretty much one of those girls who'd we look for but I guess with the work and everything we're just not looking for relationships right at this moment. We're not saying she's gross, she's a lovely person." Zayn added.
"How about you Harry? You've been quiet in the corner." Michelle chuckled, highlighting all the attention on me.
"She's one of my closest friends and plus I'm seeing someone at the moment." I said, smiling nervously.
"Ahhh, yes, I heard it is a gorgeous UK presenter Caroline Flack? How's it going, how do you ignore all the negative comments."

"It's good, I guess ... I think... you know, like, i..if you like someone it should really just count on your opinion. No one else's but yourself." I said.

ROSALIE'S P.O.V:

"Wake up wake up sleeping head, wake up" My mum sang as she chimed through my bedroom door. I groaned and hid my body entirely with a thick blanket. She chuckled and walked over and pulled the blinds opened. She slowly grabbed my blanket off exposing my body.

"What time is it anyway?" I groaned.
"It's about midday, 12, I just wanted to go out shopping and go grab lunch have some mummy daughter time."
"Ahhhhhh" I groaned, I only had 3 hours sleep last night and plus the 3 and a half hours now, I'm pretty dead beat.
"C'mon, you're going to be flying back half across the world and I'm stuck here with no other female in the house."
"Haha, fine just give me some time to dress up." I said as I stood up and washed up.

I ran to my luggage which was weird considering my wardrobe was practically empty. The only things I had in there were the clothes that will never be worn on me in my entire life. But strangely enough, my bed back home is so much comfier. I missed my bed, my beautiful bed. I decided to wear tailored paper bag pants with a singlet and wore some cute flats and remained the bracelets I always wear on my wrist. My hair had messy curls so I kept it like that and did minimal makeup. I grabbed a satchel and placed all my essentials and walked downstairs.

"You look lovely darling." My mum smiled.
"Thanks mum." I grinned.

We got in the car and I decided to change up the radio and the boys song, What Makes You Beautiful came on. I smiled to myself and I adjusted the volume. I started humming the melody to myself and tapped my legs. My mum looked at me and noticed the infinity bracelet on my wrist and gasped. She examined my wrist up close and looked at me.

"Who got you this?" She asked curiously.
"Someone..."
"Who.."
"Harry.."
"What." She smiled and placed my wrist down and sighed. "Damn that boy, does he know how much that is?"
"It was a Christmas present."
"That's sweet of him."
"Yeah it is.." I chuckled.
"Do you like him?"
"MUM! Please, oh god. I just got out of a relationship."
"Oh yes, sorry sorry darl' just, curious."
"If I did, I'd tell you but to be honest I did have feelings then and there."
"Ahhh, well whatever happens you have my support. He's a lovely guy."
"He is." I smiled.

We ended up going to one of the Westfields store in the city at Pitt St. I used to always go shopping with my friends. We parked and as I got out, it just felt so at home. I felt so normal, like I was just an average girl who lived with her parents that went to high school like everybody else. But my life is really out of control, it's great but it's definitely surreal. I stepped in and I felt all memories floating in my head, and I just... it was just so wonderful that I felt so normal again. My mum decided to shop first as we walked outside along the stores and I ended up getting quite a few things. I got a Zara blazer, a new dress, some accessories and a new pair of shoes. I got to pay for myself too but my mum offered to pay for the shoes. After a few hours of shopping we finally got to rest and went to a cafe I'd used to always go with my mum. I ordered just a pasta carbonara and my mum ordered salmon.

"Rose?" a voice tingled the back of my neck. I turned around immediately and it was Jess. Fuck.
"...Hi..." I whispered nervously. I felt the awkwardness between us and my mum knew she had to go.
"I'm going to go grab something, I'll be back." My mum said.
"Don't go mum." I whispered, tugging her jacket. She frowned and whispered to my ear.
"Better get this conversation done than later. I'll be back soon."

She walked away and Jess walked her awkwardly. She was wearing a pair of colourful jeans and a sweater I clearly remember we both went to buy together. Her blonde hair was secured in a high bun as she wore her typical large sunglasses.

"Is this seat taken?" She asked, obviously not I thought to myself.
"Nope." I replied. She sat awkwardly and adjusted her chair.

"Look Rose. I know you hate me, I would hate me if I were you too but you don't understand how bad and how guilty I feel. You don't understand how many friends I lost, my parents won't even talk to me properly and it's my entire fault. Both me and George's. I was inconsiderate, you were the best best friend anyone could ask for, you were always there for me and I don't..." she paused and I could hear her nose clogging up as her voice started to tremble with tears. "I don't know why I did it, and if I could take back anything I'd take that back. I miss you." I could see the tears trickling down her cheek.

I didn't know how to react. Part of me loved her, I did. I will always, she's my best friend and I do not ever hate her. I just, I was upset with her. I was angry at her; the amount of betrayal I felt from her was unbelievable. But I knew she was genuine, and from the past years I have known her she's been there for me, through thick and thin and I revaluated my actions. Maybe I did overreact a bit.

"Jess..." I sighed. "Thank you, for saying that. I'm so sorry you had to go through this, the pain you went through. I would never want you to go through that but it's hard enough for me as well. I'll never hate you, ever, but I guess I just ... I was hurt." I looked down, fiddling my fingers; suddenly getting nervous. "I... the feelings I felt was overwhelming, and I guess I reacted in anger, what else was I meant to act in?"

"I know, I'm sorry but I just need your forgiveness. I need you."
"One question though."
"Do you love him... George?"
"Rose...I..."
"Please just answer.."
"Yes. I've gained feelings for him when you were away and I'm sorry I'm so selfish."
"That's all I needed to know, you're forgiven."
"What, just like that?" she answered shockingly.

"Isn't that what you want? At least you have genuine feelings for him then I'd understand that those actions weren't like a mistake and you both did it because you fell for each other. I knew me and George won't last, long-distance relationships never do. And I just hoped it didn't happen the way it did but I do wish for both of your happiness."
"Rose, you don't understand how much this means to me.."
"Jess, it's ok. You ... you guys are great together."
"Rose, I'm so sorry again."
"Thank you Jess, I hope we can somehow fix our friendship?"
"Yeah, I hope so too." She smiled.

She ended up ordering and we sat and ate. Talked about stuff, although it did have some tension before; a few minutes and it was all gone. I remembered how much I missed having girly talks with her, so easy to. I loved that we put it all behind us and that I didn't have to go back and feel all miserable and lonely but because I forgiven Jess does not mean I forgive George. What he said to me was inappropriate and he made no effort to apologise.

"Rose, can I ask you something?" Jess asked. I placed my fork down and looked at her.
"Yep, shoot."
"Do you like Harry?" I coughed up ferociously as I accidently choked a small piece of pasta. "Whoa, sorry Rose haha"
"Do you problems not to tell anyone?"
"Promise, swear, everything."
"I don't know..."
"So you don't know you like him?"
"Yep, pretty much. He makes me happy but I'm just confused. He has a girlfriend, I HAD a boyfriend." I could fell Jess flinch under the sunglasses. "And like I guess in the past I had feelings then and there and there were moments I was certain he had the same but the next day I didn't get any signals, you know? I'm just gonna give it time, no rush, being friends with him is more than enough."

I could see Jess smirk and faced down to eat.

"What?" I asked.
"He so fancies you."
"Pardon?"
"Well, he's a celebrity super star. He can have every girl he wants with a click of a finger but takes so much time to be there for you and I can see all the rest of the guys love you. You are literally the talk of the school, I mean your best friends with One mother fucking Direction for god sakes. I used to fangirl over them to you and how you use to sigh and chuckle. And the way he looks at you, and so protective and I've seen many articles, tumblr dedications and twitter accounts to you but have you realised he didn't bother to tell people to stop. Considering he has a girlfriend, you would tell them to stop so it won't be awkward but he didn't do anything. Isn't that telling you something?"

"That doesn't mean anything, how would you know?"
"I'm you bestfriend.. of course I know." Jess smiled.

Authors Note:
Yes I'm back, took my time because I had to rewrite some chapters and its taking a while but my assessment block is over. Wooo!