Waiting For Yesterday. (One Direction/ Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter seventeen.

As you probably know, this story has been very stressful for me, but I feel as though I have to write for those who read it.

And those who do read it, love you:)

Anyway, enjoy :) and listen to the song, it's doesn't fit very good but I love it and it's cute :)

Izzie's P.O.V:

We all sat in silence just waiting for someone to call us, preferably Harry saying Emily was with him, and everything was fine.

But it seemed as though it wasn't coming.

After about 20 more minutes of silence, Louis' phone started ringing.

"It's Paul", He mumbled glumly, shattering our hopes.

"Hello?", Louis said as he answered.

"He what?!".

"We're coming Paul".

"Look after him for me".

Those were the only words we got from Louis in the short phone call, but as he hung up, pure pain took over his expression, his eyes began filling with tears and he just look around at us all, unsure of what he should say.

"We need to go", He finally whispered, fighting back the tears, threatening to fall.

"Is it just Harry?", I asked.

Louis nodded numbly.

I accepted his nod and knew that Emily had gone, knowing Louis couldn't bring himself to speak because he knew that Emily gone meant Harry gone, again, and it hurt too much.

The atmosphere of the room was tense and awkward and nobody knew what to say, they all just began leaving.

"Goodbye Iz", Eleanor whispered as the 3 girls turned to me, "We'll come see you, we promise".

I have each one of them a gentle hug before they left with the boys.

There was just one boy left.

Niall.

"Aren't ya coming?", He whispered softly.

I shook my head slightly, "It's best I don't".

He frowned for a moment.

"I'll come back for ya", He said, "I-if yer want".

I smiled a little, still numb with pain, "I'd like that".

"I'll see ya soon Iz", Niall smiled weakly, placing a soft kiss and running away after the others who rushed off in a panic.

I didn't really know how to feel.

I just sat on the bar stool, thinking.

Wondering how Emily was.

Wondering how Harry was.

Wondering how I'd managed to get caught up in all of this mess.

Wondering why a certain Irish blonde would possibly want to see me again with no good reason.

All I knew was, I wanted to see him again.

Harry's P.O.V:

I'd never felt pain like this before.

It was like someone had tied a knot in my gut and was pulling it tighter and tighter every second.

My head is pounding and my vision blurred.

"Sir?! Sir!", The attendant panicked, rushing over to me.

I didn't care.

Nothing mattered now I'd lost everything that did.

I heard her speaking into her walkie talkie and I remember being lifted an taken away.

Though I have no idea what was said or where I went, I was oblivious to everything around me.

I could only think of one thing.

The same thing I always think about.

Emily Roberts.

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FLASHBACK

"Harry...why do you love me?",Emily whispered.

I chuckled,"Why do I love you? Em, I wouldn't know where to start. I love everything about you. You're perfect".

"Nobody's perfect Harry",She stated.

"You are to me though",I smiled, as her eyes locked with mine.

She grinned at me, and laid her head on my chest.

Words can't describe the feeling that grin gave to me.

"I love you Harry Cox, and I really don't deserve you",She sighed.

I began stroking her hair as she fell to sleep.

"No Em, I don't deserve you".

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Louis' P.O.V:

It didn't matter what had happened, Harry was and always would be my best friend, that would never change.

He'd been here for me from day 1, so now it was my turn, because recently I'd been an awful friend, I feel guilty for letting it get this bad.

So when Paul told me how he'd found him at the airport and the state he was in, I was devastated.

I felt so helpless, I just wanted to tell him that everything was going to be alright.. But how could I tell him that knowing that maybe everything wasn't going to be alright.

When we got to the airport, Paul had already put Harry in the back of his car.

The girls stayed in my car because we didn't want to bombard him, it was was just going to be the five of us.

Five best friends.

One direction.

He didn't even acknowledge us when we opened the car door.

He just sat staring at the window, completely ignoring the fact we were stood there.

"Harry?", I whispered, shuffling into the seat next to him.

Still he just stated out of the window.

I looked over to the other boys who looked at me sympathetically, before nodding that they'd got the hint and shutting the car door, leaving me with Harry.

"Harry, please talk to me, I just want to help you", I pleaded softly.

His head slowly turned to face me and he looked me dead in the eye.

Tears rolling down his cheeks, he was heartbroken, and this time it was genuine.

"How can you help me?", Harry managed to whisper.

"I don't know yet mate, but we will figure something out", I smiled weakly, though seeing him cry was making me want to.

"Will I get her back Lou?", He asked quietly, turning his head, unable to make eye contact anymore.

"We'll try our best mate", I whispered,"She'll read your letter, then she'll see".

But deep down I knew, it wasn't going to happen.

Not now.

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Super short, sorry it sucks... Next one will hopefully be better..

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