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Rafaela's P.O.V.

The rest of the holidays went by very quickly. Me and Harry became very close and so did I and Zayn. Actually I had a special relationship with each of them.

We had separated after our break was over , then we met again, when we had to record the band aid 30 song, after that we separated again and currently I was staying at a hotel in London.
It was Sunday, the 18th of January 2015. There were only two weeks left until Harry's 21st birthday.

We had a meeting with Simon and Shirleen tomorrow at 8:00 am. I was in my hotel room, sitting on my bed. I decided to post the article on my blog.


"Faith! This is all we need to reach some kind of success.
If you are sad, then don't blame anyone but yourself.
It's all your fault for how you feel.
So just have faith,
have faith, that everything will be alright.
Have faith only in God though,
cause everyone else will let you down at some point,
but God will always be there.
All you have to do is reach out to him
and let him lead you the right way.
And if you have problems right now,
remember that it means you are alive.
A friend once told me:
"It will all be ok in the end
and if it's not,
then it's not the end" "

I finished and hit 'Post' . I saw it was 11 pm and I decided to take a shower and get ready for sleep. I have a meeting tomorrow morning.

I exited the bathroom and went to the bed. I sat down, only a fluffy towel covering my body. I decided to wait a few minutes before getting dressed. I really liked wearing as less clothing as possible. Somebody knocked on my door.

"Come in.", I said, covering myself properly with the towel.

"I see you are still awake.", Shirleen said, entering the room.

"Yes, I was just about to go bed.", I said while she was taking a seat beside me.

"Your mum called.", she said, looking straight ahead.

"What did she say?", I asked, looking down.

"She is mad at you and I tried to explain to her, that there is no way for us to cut the contract. I told her, that we just can't afford it, but you know how stubborn she is. She just doesn't want to listen." My stomach sunk.

After I spent those two weeks with the boys, I decided to visit my mom for 2 days. When I told her about Harry and me working together, she got so mad. We had a fight and in the morning I had to leave. She hasn't spoke to me since then. She was only calling Shirleen, asking her about me.

"How is she?", I asked, feeling awful. But I really couldn't just give up.

"She's fine. She also has a boyfriend." My eyes widened.

"She what?", I shouted in surprise and she nodded.

Through her whole life my mom has had only one boyfriend - my dad. I am not any different either.The only boy I've ever been with is Harry.

"Did she told you so?", I asked, looking down at my hands.

"Who else would, honey?", she said, rubbing my back in a comforting way.

"How do you feel about it?", she asked, after I had stayed silent.

"I feel happy for her, but at the same time I am scared, that it will repeat all over again.", I admitted, leaning onto her shoulder. We stayed like this for awhile, before I spoke.

"Shirleen, I should go to bed. I have to get up early tomorrow.", I said and she stood up.

"Alright, honey. Good night.", she said, exiting my room.

Notes

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