*Chloe's POV*
From the moment me and Harry left the studio, everything went by so quickly. We were ushered into a small, grey SUV that was faster and less comphort able than the ones we were used to. Paul had stayed behind with the rest of the boys to keep them in check, so we had one of the boys security drive us to the nearest Airport. Thankfully, no journalists or papparatzi had captured shots of us leaving, nor did they know about Gemma's fatal condition. Most of the time, Harry kept silent: and not his usual perky self. His hand kept firmly wrapped In my own, eyes distant, worried. Only replying to some of my questions with a nod of his head or hums. I hated seeing him like this, it reminded me of how much a frail person Harry actually was. Yes, he was a typical pop star, he was born to be on stage. But behind the flashing cameras and that dazzling smile was a humble, clumsy and docile creature that I and the fans had grown up to love.
The car breaks screeched to a halt as we made it through security and right up to our small private plane. Luckily, before I borded it Paige's face popped up on my phone with Little White Lies blasting out. Sighing, with my fumbling hands as we got out of the car I answered. "CHLOE!" Paige's voice rang in a high pitched tone, though slightly muffled, as if she was in the car. "DON'T MOVE A MUSCLE. WERE ALL COMING HOME." My eyebrows furrowed, before I could reply: a horn sounded loudly from behind us. There, Paige, Shelby, Ellie, Beth, Niall, Demi, Louis, Liam and Zayn hopped out the large SUV and ran towards us. "Guys! What are you doing here? You're meant to be at 1D Day?" I stutter, glancing at Harry, who's expression mimicks mine, yet he stays silent. "You seriously think we'd let you and Harry go off on your own?" Paige quirked a brow, stepping towards us. "Yeah, we gotta make sure you two don't get up to anything naughty!" Shelby added, winking. "Second that!" Louis piped up, followed by me giving him a death-glare. "UGH what are we waiting for? We need to go home, now!" Beth reminded us all quickly. We all nodded and hummed in agreement, piling onto the private plane. As the lads went past Harry, they patted him on the shoulder, mumbling; "it'll be ok, Haz." He nodded silently, licking his dry lips. It felt better with the whole gang with us. It lifted our spirits, but deep down. We both knew that it was serious.
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They Don't Know About Us
Fiksi PenggemarFour ordinary teenage girls. Five world famous superstars. Brought together by destiny. They find love, happiness, excitement and adventure but among those feelings are emotions they never intended: Heartbreak, sorrow, loss and anger. If destiny bro...
