You're my Kryptonite | H.S

♪ 20 - Divided or united? ♪

Harry's POV

I was finally done with my packing, when Niall burst into my room.

"Mate, are you done packing yet?" he asked me.

I nodded and got my suitcase, heading out.

We got into van, and headed to the airport. From their, we'd board our tour bus and head to the first destination of our tour.

As we were at the airport, I saw an unexpected person waiting in the waiting area.

I walked towards her, my shadow towering over her. She looked up and her eyes widened when she realized it was me.

"Hey ... Mack."

"Hey," she murmured. "You're going on tour?"

I nodded as she smiled and looked away from me.

"Where are you going?" I questioned.

"Canada," she answered. "I'm gonna stay with my brother for a while."

Well, good to see she's not gonna be alone.

"Are you gonna miss me?" I smirked.

"In your dreams, Styles!" she replied, grinning.

"I'll miss you!" I suddenly blurted.

She was shocked for a while but then smiled widely.

"I'll miss you too," she stood up, giving me a hug. "More than you'll miss me."

"I doubt that," I whispered.

She pulled away and smirked. Then, she got her suitcase and we exchanged our goodbyes as she walked away from me.

Suddenly, she turned around, dropping her suitcase and ran towards me.

"There's a decision I want to make before I leave you. I know I'm going to regret it, a lot, but I'm still going to do it," she said.

Huh?

"It's this," she added, suddenly planting her lips on mine.

What the ...?

She pulled away and smiled at me, before jogging off, getting her suitcase and then disappearing in the crowd.

OK, what just happened?

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Mackenzie's POV

OMFG! What did I just do? Did I just kiss Harry? After I specifically denied his request on dating him!? What will he be thinking of me now?

That I'm a total bitch who doesn't want to date him, but will kiss him in public happily. Did I just make it look like I was using him for publicity?

No, what have I done? Ugh, stupid thoughts are clogging up my head, I already have enough problems in my life!

I was texting my bro when suddenly, I got a call. Unknown number.

"Hello?" I said.

"Mackenzie," a familiar voice slurred. The man sounded familiar, and really drunk. Hmm, wait a minute!

It's my Dad! Oh shit, he somehow managed to get my cell number. It just have been my mom. God, I hate this!

Without letting him say anything else, I hung up just as the intercom told us to switch off all our devices.

So, I decided to take a little nap. The last thing I thought of before I fell asleep was ...

Harry.

And that's what I dreamt of. Harry stood in front of me, an impassive look in his eyes.

"Harry," I mumbled.

Suddenly, a dozen girls crowded him. And here's the surprising and revolting allotment.

He was making out with all of them. Like, he was behaving like a total playboy!

"I'm over you," he laughed, looking in my direction.

I crumbled apart at that very second and it felt as if the ground was swallowing me whole.

The only person who could save me was just standing there, too busy to notice me anymore.

He hates me! He hates me! HE JUST HATES ME!

I love you, Mackenzie.

My eyes snapped open. My throat was totally dry and sweat dripped from my forehead.

What was that last part of the dream? Was that ... was that Harry's voice?

It was. Oh god, why am I going to Canada? I should be going to Harry.

Right this instant!

The intercom buzzed, signaling that we had landed in Canada. But I had to get to where Harry was. I need to see him.

I booked my next flight to Melbourne and boarded my plane as soon as possible.

The flight was long and tiresome. I was pretty sure Harry and the boys had already reached the place. Maybe they were resting or something.

I have to call them and find out where they are. But ... I wanna surprise Harry, I won't call him.

So, instead, I called Zayn. He picked up after 5 rings.

"Hello?" he said, sounding as if he just woke up.

Shit, did I just wake him up?

"Oops, sorry," I apologized. "Did I wake you up?"

"Sort of," he laughed.

"Um, I just wanted to know where you guys are staying." I mumbled.

"Why," he asked. "Aren't you in Canada?"

"Not exactly," I sighed. "Look, I wanna surprise Harry, so I called you instead. Could you please tell me your location and room number so I can see him?"

"Sure, I'll wake the others up," he answered.

"Just ... don't wake Harry up," I told him. "Let him wake up whenever, OK?"

"OK, but can I tell the others then?" he questioned.

"Of course,"

Then, he quickly told me his room number, the hotel name, and even told me that he'll notify the lady at the counter to wait for a girl known as 'Mackenzie Star'.

I disconnected the call quickly and hailed a cab. Soon enough, I was in the hotel and I told the lady who I was. After that, I got into the elevator and waited for my floor.

Harry, please, wait for me!