I was alone in the hotel room. Everyone else had gone to one of the boys' shows. In the back of my head, I knew it hurt Liam that I had missed so many of his shows and been so distant, rarely talking and hardly eating. At least he could comfort himself with the fact that I still wore his promise ring proudly. Absently, I started to sing.
"I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing
Just prayed to a god that I don't believe in
While I'm wide awake she's no trouble sleeping
Cause when a heart breaks no, it don't break even

What am I supposed to do
When the best part of me was always you
And what am I supposed to say
When I'm all choked up and you're okay

I'm falling to pieces
I'm falling to pieces, yeah
Falling to pieces!

Her best days will be some of my worst
She finally found a man that's gonna put her first
Cause she's moved on while I'm still grieving
Cause when a heart breaks no, it don't break even, even, no," I sang, small tears falling from my face.
I jumped when I heard people cheering. I turned to see everyone standing in the doorway, cheering and clapping.
"That was gorgeous, babe," Liam smiled at me, walking over to pick me up in a hug.
"I thought you had a show!" I spluttered, confused as to why they were in the room.
"You must have lost track of time because our show is over!" Louis sassed, making me chuckle.
"OHMIGOD MADALYN CHUCKLED! WHO ARE YOU?" Ariella faked scared at my long lost laugh.
"Still me! And I'm guessing you guys heard all of that?" I rubbed the back of my neck.
"Every gorgeous note!" Eleanor said.
"Oh God, sorry about your ears," I shuddered while they laughed.
*HARRY'S POV*
Even if I didn't like Madalyn as a girlfriend or anything more than a sister, I was still worried about her. She had been deteriorating and barely speaking. Sometimes, a ghost of a smile would dance on her gorgeous- I mean, ill looking lips and that would be the end.
Her normally wavy and kinda curly hair hung lank and dying. Almost as if too was grieving. Not that I could say I knew what she was going through, but I knew it had to hurt.
It was after our show. Everyone had put on a happy face. We were outside Liam's hotel room, talking about trying to lure her out, when we heard her sing. Break even. The Script. Ouch. But her voice caught us all off guard. It was gorgeous.
She looked startled and dazed as we talked, almost like a lost child.
"How about we go out tonight. A celebration if sorts," Eleanor suggested.
"I'd like that," Madalyn smiled, her voice soft as bells. Almost like if you spoke too loudly it would shatter.
But it's not like I liked her or anything.