Moments
Chapter 25: Nineteen
Chapter 25: Nineteen (Tori’s P.O.V.)
I missed having the guys around. It’s been a few weeks since they had to leave to get back to work. I was actually amazed that they got as much time off as they had. My life seemed to go back to normal, well mostly. It is about as normal as it can be when I am dating an international pop star. I mean, it’s not like everyone knows that we are a couple, but just the thought is a little overwhelming to me.
Anyway, I had just gotten home from school and couldn’t wait for the weekend. However, first thing was first. It was Friday, so I needed to upload a new cover today. I was sitting on my bed, trying to decide on what song that I was going to sing this week.
My thoughts were broken by the sound of the phone ringing in the living room. I waited a moment before I heard my mother answer it.
“Tori!” she called, “It’s for you!”
“Okay,” I responded as I headed out to the living room. “Thanks mom,” I said as I took the receiver from her hand.
“Hello?” I asked. I hoped that it was Zayn for a moment, but knew it wasn’t because he wasn’t calling on my cell.
“Happy nineteenth birthday baby girl.”
I froze.
“That is all that I called to tell you,” I listened to him speak through the phone, “I know you hate me, and I can’t really blame you for that, but I still love you a lot. I just wanted to tell you that and wish you a happy birthday.”
And just like that, the line went dead. I stared at the receiver for a second before returning it and heading back to my room. I must say that call just took my birthday down a few more notches, but it wasn’t the worst part of the day. The worst parts was that I hadn’t gotten a happy birthday from Zayn or any of the other guys yet. It was a little upsetting.
I placed my laptop in my lap again and studied my song list. My eyes landed on a particular song that I felt fit my mood after that phone call.
“Hey guys,” I smiled as I began recording, “Well, it’s Friday and you all know what that means. Cover day. So without any more delays, here is the new cover.”
I started up the movie before I began to sing with my cue.
“Where you are seems to be,
As far as an eternity.
Outstretched arms, open hearts,
And if it never ends that when do we start?
I’ll never leave you behind
Or treat you unkind,
I know you understand.
And with a tear in my eye,
Give me the sweetest goodbye,
That I ever did receive.”
Memories flashed through my minds as I sang the song. I could remember the loud voices in the living room as I tried to hide under the covers in my room. I hoped that my comforter would somehow be able to block out the raised voices. Then I could see mom trying to hide the bruise on her wrist from where dad squeezed her wrist too tight to make a point. She just tried to cover it up and tell me that it was nothing to worry about even though I knew the truth.
Then I noticed the packed suitcases sitting by the door one day. I asked my mom if we were going on a vacation, but she just shook her head before going to her room. She tried to leave the room faster, but it was already too late. I had seen the tears in her eyes. Then the tears were my eyes as I watched my dad pick up those suitcases and load them into his car. I asked him where he was going, but he just told me it was none of my damn business. And just like that, he pulled out of the driveway and he was gone.
I get made with myself every time I think of that day, because I actually cried for him. Tears fell from my eyes just because that good for nothing was leaving.
“How does it feel to know you never have to be alone,
When you get home?
There must be someplace here that only you and I could go,
So I can show you how I feel.”
I listened as I music faded out before I stopped the video. I quickly saved it, before I moved to open YouTube.
“Just as amazing as ever.”
I froze at the sound of the voice as a smile crept across my face. I turned the figure that was leaning in my doorway. His dark hair up in its usual quiff as he looked at me with those strangely golden-like eyes.
“Zayn!” I yelled as I sprung from my bed and hugged him. He chuckled as he hugged me back. I pulled back and looked at him, “You’re here?”
He smiled as he nodded, “What? Did you think that I would actually miss my own girlfriend’s birthday?”
I smiled bigger as I hugged him again.
“Thanks mate,” another familiar voice sounded, “Take all the credit why don’t you?”
I looked around the corner to see the other four boys standing in the hallway. I moved from Zayn and began to hug each boy. I had missed them all so much.
“Come and eat!” Mom called from the kitchen.
We all laughed as Niall practically darted into the dining room for food. We all followed shortly behind. It wasn’t long before my mom was bring in big birthday cake and setting it down on the table in front of me.
“Happy birthday to you,” I listened as their voices filled the room, “Happy birthday to you.”
I smiled as the finished and all told me to blow out the candles and make a wish. I thought for a moment before closing my eyes and blowing out the candles.
“What did you wish for?” Louis asked before I could even open my eyes.
I shook my head at him, “I’m not telling.”
We all laughed as he began to pout and beg me to tell him, but I refused. Everyone told him that he would be alright, but he claimed that he needed to know or it would kill him. I just continued to smile. This birthday had definitely moved up on the scale now.
I missed having the guys around. It’s been a few weeks since they had to leave to get back to work. I was actually amazed that they got as much time off as they had. My life seemed to go back to normal, well mostly. It is about as normal as it can be when I am dating an international pop star. I mean, it’s not like everyone knows that we are a couple, but just the thought is a little overwhelming to me.
Anyway, I had just gotten home from school and couldn’t wait for the weekend. However, first thing was first. It was Friday, so I needed to upload a new cover today. I was sitting on my bed, trying to decide on what song that I was going to sing this week.
My thoughts were broken by the sound of the phone ringing in the living room. I waited a moment before I heard my mother answer it.
“Tori!” she called, “It’s for you!”
“Okay,” I responded as I headed out to the living room. “Thanks mom,” I said as I took the receiver from her hand.
“Hello?” I asked. I hoped that it was Zayn for a moment, but knew it wasn’t because he wasn’t calling on my cell.
“Happy nineteenth birthday baby girl.”
I froze.
“That is all that I called to tell you,” I listened to him speak through the phone, “I know you hate me, and I can’t really blame you for that, but I still love you a lot. I just wanted to tell you that and wish you a happy birthday.”
And just like that, the line went dead. I stared at the receiver for a second before returning it and heading back to my room. I must say that call just took my birthday down a few more notches, but it wasn’t the worst part of the day. The worst parts was that I hadn’t gotten a happy birthday from Zayn or any of the other guys yet. It was a little upsetting.
I placed my laptop in my lap again and studied my song list. My eyes landed on a particular song that I felt fit my mood after that phone call.
“Hey guys,” I smiled as I began recording, “Well, it’s Friday and you all know what that means. Cover day. So without any more delays, here is the new cover.”
I started up the movie before I began to sing with my cue.
“Where you are seems to be,
As far as an eternity.
Outstretched arms, open hearts,
And if it never ends that when do we start?
I’ll never leave you behind
Or treat you unkind,
I know you understand.
And with a tear in my eye,
Give me the sweetest goodbye,
That I ever did receive.”
Memories flashed through my minds as I sang the song. I could remember the loud voices in the living room as I tried to hide under the covers in my room. I hoped that my comforter would somehow be able to block out the raised voices. Then I could see mom trying to hide the bruise on her wrist from where dad squeezed her wrist too tight to make a point. She just tried to cover it up and tell me that it was nothing to worry about even though I knew the truth.
Then I noticed the packed suitcases sitting by the door one day. I asked my mom if we were going on a vacation, but she just shook her head before going to her room. She tried to leave the room faster, but it was already too late. I had seen the tears in her eyes. Then the tears were my eyes as I watched my dad pick up those suitcases and load them into his car. I asked him where he was going, but he just told me it was none of my damn business. And just like that, he pulled out of the driveway and he was gone.
I get made with myself every time I think of that day, because I actually cried for him. Tears fell from my eyes just because that good for nothing was leaving.
“How does it feel to know you never have to be alone,
When you get home?
There must be someplace here that only you and I could go,
So I can show you how I feel.”
I listened as I music faded out before I stopped the video. I quickly saved it, before I moved to open YouTube.
“Just as amazing as ever.”
I froze at the sound of the voice as a smile crept across my face. I turned the figure that was leaning in my doorway. His dark hair up in its usual quiff as he looked at me with those strangely golden-like eyes.
“Zayn!” I yelled as I sprung from my bed and hugged him. He chuckled as he hugged me back. I pulled back and looked at him, “You’re here?”
He smiled as he nodded, “What? Did you think that I would actually miss my own girlfriend’s birthday?”
I smiled bigger as I hugged him again.
“Thanks mate,” another familiar voice sounded, “Take all the credit why don’t you?”
I looked around the corner to see the other four boys standing in the hallway. I moved from Zayn and began to hug each boy. I had missed them all so much.
“Come and eat!” Mom called from the kitchen.
We all laughed as Niall practically darted into the dining room for food. We all followed shortly behind. It wasn’t long before my mom was bring in big birthday cake and setting it down on the table in front of me.
“Happy birthday to you,” I listened as their voices filled the room, “Happy birthday to you.”
I smiled as the finished and all told me to blow out the candles and make a wish. I thought for a moment before closing my eyes and blowing out the candles.
“What did you wish for?” Louis asked before I could even open my eyes.
I shook my head at him, “I’m not telling.”
We all laughed as he began to pout and beg me to tell him, but I refused. Everyone told him that he would be alright, but he claimed that he needed to know or it would kill him. I just continued to smile. This birthday had definitely moved up on the scale now.
I am honored to hear that, thank you bunches. :)
11/25/13