Through The Dark

Sophia's POV

The whole concert was hands down one if the best moments of my life.

At one point Ashton decided to stand up and play the drums standing on his chair and ended up throwing his drum sticks at Calum and Michael.

The best part was probably when the Brits and the Irish band took over and at some part during the set, they began Diana. All the girls lowered their signs and held their wrists up.
No screams or whoops. They were listening. That moment was beautiful and priceless. The fans had more tricks up their sleeves. Little White Lies, they dropped to their knees on the bass drop and the look on Harry and Niall's face was priceless.

(I'm sure most of you guys have seen those pictures, right? Ü)

I'm sure I heard a boo or two when we all came out and bowed. I didn't care though. I was having the time if my life!

Many hours later after the we had worn out the adrenaline from the after party, I decided to talk to Ashton.

"Thank you for the ring. It's beautiful." I said.

"Just a little something. I have one too." Ashton said, smiling.

"Does it have flowers on it as well?" I chuckled.

I stared at Ashton as he laughed but he stopped and looked at me. "What?" He pouted.

I shook my head. "Your laugh. It's precious."

Ashton scowled. "Anyways, this is my ring." He oulled out a chain tucked under his "Blink 182" shirt.

His ring was silver as well, and on the inside, a small flower was etched.

"What does the flower mean?" I asked, slipping off my ring and placing it next to his.

"The daisies symbolize love, youth and hope." He said, slipping the chain back under his shirt.

"I never knew that. So they're like BFF rings." I said, smirking.

"Absolutely not!" Ashton said.

Calum squeezed beside me in the booth.

"Me thinks budding romance." He said, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Me thinks no." I said, shoving him.

"Me thinks yes." He said, shoving me again.

My drink sloshed over onto a black shirt.

"Oh Harry! Sorry about that I was-" I began to say, he stormed off.

"The hell was that?" Calum asked.

"Dunno." I got up, following Harry.

"Can I use your credit card to buy some pizza?" Micheal yelled.

I waved my hand to tell him go ahead while I weaves through tables and amplifiers.

Entering the back of the place the party was held, I grabbed a rag and walked toward Harry.

"Harry?" I asked.

He turned. "What?"

"I'm sorry for spilling my drink on you." I stated.

He shook his head and waved his hands.
"You think I'm pissed because you spilled your soda on me?" Harry asked.

I stayed silent.

"Ever since Cassia came back, I lost my best friend." Harry said.

"No, Harry. You lost your girlfriend. I'm still your best friend." I said, placing my head on his shoulder.

He sighed. "Why did we even end?"

I looked down to the floor.
"I had a sense of forboding. I know things will change.
Hell, I haven't even seen Sadie."

"She's with Cassia." Harry said.

"Of course." I scoffed. She came back into his life. He no longer needed me.

"What do you mean of course? She's here mother, dammit!" Harry spat.

"I was her mother. Don't give that shit. She gave up your daughter for adoption. I was there when her first tooth came in. Not her! Or when Sadie could finally sit up on her own!" I yelled.

"Well Cassia's here now. She'll be here for the rest of her life." Harry spat.

"So did she drag along that boyfriend of hers?" I yelled.

"No. She left everything to come back. Precisely, why I don't need you anymore. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to talk to Simon." Harry said, storming out of the room and slamming the door shut.

I sat down on the floor and placed my head between my knees. I let the tears fall freely, let the sobs escape.

Harry said it himself. He doesn't need me. The words echoed in my head, a cluster of mimicking voices reminding me of the pain and betrayal. He started out all sad because "he lost me as his best friend". It's his fault anyway.

And Cassia. She dumped that really nice guy who really seemed to care for her, and flew back to London. Just like that.

Which reminded me. Sadie was with her. With her mother.
I sobbed harder. Secretly, I loved taking care of Sadie. I imagined having a kid one day. I was in love of being a temporary mother.

"Down the hall. First door on the right. Or was it left?" A muffled voice said.

The door opened and Niall popped his head in.
"This ain't the bathroom. Wait- Sophia?"

I wrapped my arms around myself.
Niall sat down beside me.

"Don't cry love." He said.

I looked up into his eyes.
"He-he said he doesn't need me anymore." I said.

His gaze hardened, then softened. "Oh Phia." He sighed.
Niall pulled me closer to him.

I held onto the flannel he wore.

"He's an ass. He doesn't realize how wonderful you are.
I need you." Niall said.

Notes

Sorry about last night guys.

Hope this fueled your TTD thirst. ;)

Xx