This story will be posted in two parts because it’s longish for a blog. First part today, second part Monday, so you don’t have to wait long to finish it.
A friend was telling me about Harry Styles’s new album. He used to be in 1D (One Direction). He may still be, but he’s apparently taking a break to work on some of his own stuff. Anyway, I got to thinking about what it might be like for him and Louis ten years from now, and this story is the result.
You do not have to know anything about them, the band, or their relationship to read and enjoy this. All the info you need is in the story.
Author’s note: A big shoutout and my thanks to JC, who was extremely helpful with 1D tidbits I would never have known, and to Allison and Helena, for beta’ing this.
Ten Years Later
Part 1 of 2
I stopped by the hotel bar for a drink, turned around, and there he was.
For a moment I couldn’t believe it, then my stomach plummeted like it did when I rode the roller coaster, making me feel that odd combination of sick and exhilarated.
He was talking to a woman, smiling and relaxed, and memories rushed through me. Even all these years later, I wasn’t ready for this. I ducked my head and slid away. Fuck the drink. I’d open one of the mini bottles in the room.
I froze, pasted on a smile, and faced him. “Louis. Imagine running into you here.”
“Weird, eh?” His delight at seeing me seemed totally natural. “I’d heard you were doing a gig tomorrow night.”
I nodded, still wishing I was elsewhere. “On tour. Sometimes it seems endless.”
He nudged me. “You always loved being on stage.”
So had he, and he wasn’t any longer. He’d given up performing several years ago. Hell, he didn’t even sing anymore. Someone told me he’d bought a place in Doncaster, was writing songs, and raising kids. Continue reading