Good morning/evening/night, wherever you are! It's morning where I live and I'm so tired right now! But I just love you guys SO much that I had to post the last chapter for you guys! I can't believe that I reached 100 reviews! That's amazing, thank you guys so much! An extra special thank you goes to TandreIsAmazing, who gave me review #99 and #100! Thank you so much; you are too sweet! :)
Alright, now onto the last chapter! It's a sweet chapter and I hope you like it! :)
Disclaimer: I don't own "From Where I Stand" by Max Schneider.
Tori's POV
A couple weeks later, I was hanging out with Andre in his room. His family trusted us, so it was okay. All we were doing was lying down in his bed watching TV with my head against his chest. It was nice just to be in his arms.
In the middle of a commercial, Andre said, "So are you glad that Trina will be out of the house?" Just an hour before, it was Hollywood Arts' graduation ceremony and since Trina was a senior, she graduated. It was crazy that she would be moving out of the house in just a few short months.
"You know, I thought I would be, but…I don't know if I am anymore." I sighed shakily. I had bawled my eyes out when I hugged Trina after the ceremony was over. "Maybe Trina can be annoying, but she's still my sister and I love her."
"Yeah, I know," he said. "I feel the same way about my sister."
I giggled and looked up at him. "But your sister is three years younger than you are."
"Still," he said. "It was hard a few years ago when Olivia moved away." Andre had two sisters; a younger one and an older one. I knew the younger one really well, but had only seen the older one a couple of times. "I'll feel the same way in a year when we graduate."
"Man, that's so crazy to think about." I said and moved my head from his chest to his shoulder; I put my hand against his chest. "I can't believe I missed the last little bit of my junior year."
"Ahh, it's okay," he said nonchalantly. "It doesn't matter. You'll get caught up this summer."
"Yeah, but…it's my fault that I missed it." I said. "I would give anything to go back and change what happened."
"Tori," whispered Andre and he pulled my face to his and kissed me gently. "Just let it go. It happened, but it's over. It's behind you where it'll stay and besides, you're getting healthier every single day."
I softly smiled and said, "Yeah, it's just…I'm ready to move on from it, but…I think about it every time I eat. I try not to, but I can't help it."
"Just give it time," he told me. "Soon, it'll only be a distant memory that you hardly ever think about."
"I can't wait for that day."
Suddenly, Andre said, "Oh, I almost forgot!"
I set up and looked at him. "Forgot what?"
He slowly smiled at me. "I have a song I wanna sing for you." He got out of bed and grabbed his guitar from the corner of the room. He came over and sat back down on the bed. "I wrote this after I went home the day I sang 'What Makes You Beautiful.' So it kind of corresponds with that song. It has the same message to it."
"Aww, you're too sweet." I told him. "But…I'm already better. You don't have to sing it if you don't want to."
"But I want to," he told me instantly. "I think you're gonna like it."
I smiled. "Well, alrighty then. Sing away."
He smiled and then got his guitar tuned and then he started playing it. And then he was singing.
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Turn to the side and see what the mirror sees
The mirror's just reflecting insecurities
From where I stand, you're beautiful
Just staring down at the faces you see in magazines
Don't let them change the girl that's in front of me
From where I stand, you're beautiful
So don't hide your stars
I want all you are, oh-oh
From where I stand, you're beautiful, oh-oh-oh
So don't change a thing
Other girls mean nothing, no
From where I stand, you're beautiful, oh-oh-oh
Open your eyes and see the way I stare at you
You turn away and blush cause you don't think it's true
From where I stand, you're beautiful
N-n-no
You think you don't compare to those celebrities
I look around, but you're the only star I see
From where I stand, you're beautiful, oh-oh-oh
So don't hide your stars
I want all you are, oh-oh
From where I stand, you're beautiful, oh-oh-oh
So don't change a thing
Other girls mean nothing, no
From where I stand, you're beautiful, oh-oh-oh
Perfect's overrated
And the beauty's understated
But you got, you got, you got
You got it all
So don't you be mistaken
Love ain't ever faded
Cause you got, you got, you got
You've got it all
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
So don't hide your stars
I want all you are, oh-oh
From where I stand, you're beautiful, oh-oh-oh
So don't change a thing
Other girls mean nothing, no
From where I stand, you're beautiful, oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
From where I stand, you're beautiful
Half way in the middle of the song, I started crying. When he completely finished and had set his guitar down, I was bawling. Andre immediately wrapped me up in his arms. "It's okay." he said gently. "Shhh, it's alright."
When I finally got to where I could talk, I said, "Andre, that song….oh, my God. So beautiful,"
It took like five minutes for me to fully recover. As I was wiping my cheeks dry, Andre rubbed my shoulder and said, "Why did you cry if you said it was beautiful?"
I sniffed and looked at him dead in the eye. "Andre…the most beautiful things in the world makes me cry. Like when you left, after you played 'What Makes You Beautiful' for me for the first time…I was sitting on my bed crying for thirty minutes. I couldn't get over how beautiful the song was. Plus…I was ridden with guilt from what I'd been doing to my body."
"Well…it's okay now." he said, not knowing what else to say. "You're getting better."
I softly smiled at him. "Thank you, Andre." I leaned forward and wrapped my arms around his neck. He put his arms around me as well. "You're amazing to write those two songs for me."
"You're amazing too." he said when we pulled apart. "From where I stand…you're the most beautiful girl in the world."
I giggled. "Wow, you're so cheesy. But sweet. Thanks, babe." I quickly kissed him. "Anyway, speaking of which…well, not speaking of which at all, but…" I got off the bed and stood next to it, looking down at Andre. "I'm hungry!"
He laughed. "You're hungry?"
"Yeah!" I exclaimed. "Let's go eat something! What do you say?"
He got out of bed with a smile on his face. He put his hands on either side of my face and kissed me fully but sweetly. Andre certainly knew how to treat a girl. His mama raised him right. "Heck yeah, let's go get a cheeseburger. And you have no idea how amazing it is for me to hear you say those words."
And there you have it, guys! The complete story of "What Makes You Beautiful!" I really hope y'all enjoyed it! And if you did enjoy it, you should check out the sequel to this story that I'll try to post within the next couple of weeks. It's called "Moments" and yes, the title comes from the One Direction song. I suggest y'all listen to the song! It's an important part of the story! :)
Okay, until next time…
:)
-Marishka12