Victoria's P.O.V

I picked it up and opened it slowly, scared of what it was gonna say. It said:

Dear Victoria,
I'm sorry for what I did. I was so stupid for doing that. I wasn't thinking straight. I guess I didn't feel anything because I was already used to not feeling you next to me in the mornings. What I'm saying is, is that I miss you Victoria and I never stopped loving you. If only you can give me a second chance, but I'm pretty sure you won't. Just remeber I was your first love and promise me you'll always remember me.
Love,
Harry xoxo

He was right at the part when he said I wasn't going to give him a second chance cause I wasn't, not now not never. Even though I'm going to miss him terribly. How would I know he's telling the truth? How do I know it's management forcing him? You see that's the thing when your dating a celebrity, you never know if it's management forcing them or if their telling the truth.

I was so into my thoughts I didn't notice the phone ringing. I checked to see who it was and my phone slipped out of my hands when I saw the missed call. It was from him. I picked it up and just stared at it. Then I jumped when it rang again. It said: Niall, on the screen. Why would he be calling me? Is he gonna ask about the break-up? I answered it anyway.

"Hello?"

"Victoria?"

My heart stopped when I heard the familiar voice, my phone fell to the ground, and I felt the tears fall slowly.

"Victoria? Victoria, are you still there?"

"Hello?"

"Um Victoria its uh, Harry,?"

"What do you need?"

"I need you," I heard him mumble even if I wasn't supposed to hear.

"What?" I asked him acting as if I didn't hear.

"Have you gone to your house yet?" He said changing the subject.

"Um, no," I lied. "

Oh well, when you get there make sure to check your mail,"

"Um, okay, anything else?"

It was so wierd talking to him, like what do I say.

"Um, no,"

"Okay, umm, bye then,"

"Bye."

And like that our conversation had ended. I was kind of upset that it did. But what I was thinking in my head was: Why did he call me? Have he read my letter yet? I kept thinking until Amy came in and sat down beside me.

"What's wrong, I heard a loud noise?"

"Umm, it's cause umm, Harry called,"

"Oh umm do you want me to cheer you up?"

"Okay"

"Okay, so umm, why did the chicken cross the road?"

I shrugged my shoulders.

"Because I was chasing it, HA,"

I giggled at her lame joke. I hugged her,

"Thanks, for cheering me up,"

"Anything for you,"

I stood up and returned to my show of the one and only: Spongebob Squarepants. But I wasn't really paying attention to it, I was thinking of Harry and why he called.

"Hey, what do you want to do today?" Amy asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Umm, I don't know,"

"How 'bout we go to the carnival?"

"Yea, okay," I smiled at her and went to 'my room' to get ready.

Harry's P.O.V

"She definitely saw the letter already, Harry,"

"What? How do you know?"

"You can hear it in her voice," "Oh,"

"Okay, so were here, so say goodbye to California, Harry,"

"Goodbye, Victoria,"

And like that we boardered the plane and left to the UK for yet another 2-month tour.

Notes

•so here is chapter 8
•I'll try to post 9 tomorrow
•Thank You for reading :*