Melody P.O.V

We entered the party and my was it full, there was people everywhere and the room was huge.

"So what do you think?" Liam asked me.

I looked around, people where already drunk.

"I think that this party started without you," I told him

He gave me a small chuckle and then a guy came up to us.

"Hey there mate, I see you wasted no time," he laughed.

He had blonde hair and a really cute Irish accent.

"My name is Niall, what's your name beautiful?" he gave me a toothy smile.

"My name is..." Then Liam interrupted me.

"Hey I think your girlfriend is looking for you," Liam said.

"Where? Got to go, nice meeting you" He waved me goodbye.

Liam then pulled my close to him and led me to the kitchen.

"Why did you do that?" I asked him.

"Trust me his girlfriend has really bad jealous issues" he said while getting out some pop.

"His girlfriend or you?"

He chuckled then looked at me "look who's being cocky now?" he said.

We were starting out with a nice conversation, that's good.

"This party is pretty lame, want to do something else?" he said

"We just got here?" I said while drinking my soda.

"So…we can go outside…get some fresh air." He said.

"I guess"

We went outside away from all of the noise.

We were actually enjoying ourselves we were chasing each other around the parking lot. I don't even know how this all started but I couldn't lie, I was actually having fun for the first time. That soon ended though as i turned my head there was a bunch of cameras and fans over us.

"Liam can I have your autograph!"

"I love you Liam!"

"Who is she?"

Flash. Flash

" Whats your name?"

" Is she with you?"

I couldn't see anything but shocks of light and screaming fans. Soon some security people came out and where backing them away. I can't believe I forgot for 1 second that Liam was famous. I was scarred everything was happening so fast. Girls and girls still kept running at us. Liam gave them smiles trying not to be rude, I didn't know what to do.

I think he noticed because he grabbed my hand and led me inside the hotel where we would be safer. The security managed to pull them all away.

Now there was just silence.

"Hey, why don't you come upstairs… and meet my mates?" he said.

"Is that all you have to say!" I said to him.

He looked at me not sure what to say. I knew he didn't want to talk about this but I did.

"Okay I know it was crazy out there…but,"

"I want to go home," I said.

"I'm sorry for what happened out there I really am," he said.

"I know that, now can you please take me home?"

"Minutes earlier we were having such a great time, why does me being famous affect that all?" he said.

I looked in his eyes for one second I could have sworn I saw a little bit of pain. He kept looking at me and I knew he wouldn't stop till I gave him an answer.

"I don't know," I whispered so silent I didn't even think he heard it.

"I'm normal just like anyone else, I do things like anyone else I'm not so different from everybody else, so for once can you just treat me like a normal person and stop caring about everything else!" he yelled at me.

I stared at him shocked.

"I never said you weren't a normal person," I told him.

"I really just wanted to have a normal night where everything went right for just once, but its people like you that make things so hard, it's people like you that ruin everything." He sounded angry

"Excuse me?" I said. "I wasn't the one begging to your feet to come with you, I didn't even want to come in first place!" I yelled.

"Why? Am I not good enough for you?" he said.

"Your acting like a child right now" I said to him.

"The only immature person here is you because you can't handle me being the person I am, in order for you to talk to me again I would have to change into a person you want me to be and I will never do that for you or anyone else!" he yelled, and with that he was out the door.

I was left there standing alone like I have always been. Tears where forming in my eyes but I told myself I wouldn't cry he wasn't worth it. I walked outside and he was sitting inside his car. He looked up at me and whispered

"I'm sorry"

I got in the car and didn't say a word. We got to my house and before I got out he grabbed my hand.

"I am sorry I burst out like that on you earlier, I was mad, frustrated, and I didn't know what to do, I just am under a lot of pressure with the singing the singing, the crazy fans, trying to make everybody happy, I shouldn't have took my anger out on you, it's not your fault and I understand if you never want to talk to me again, but please don't hate me," he said in his weakest voice.

"I'm Melo