Christmas Love (A Harry Styles Love Story)

Chapter Seventy-Two

Silent tears roll down my face, "I don't want you to leave me." Harry pulls me into his arms, and his nose is in my hair. I rest my head against his chest, slightly wetting his bare skin. Harry kisses my hair repeatedly, "I don't want to leave you either. But I need to spend Christmas with my family." When my eyes are dry, I look up to meet Harry's gaze. I ask, "Will you let me know when you've landed safely?" Harry smiles, "I'll call you." My eyebrows raise in confusion. Harry answers my unspoken question, "I paid for both of us to have long distance calling." Harry innocently shrugs his shoulders, "Surprise!" I laugh in relief, "Thank you." The lady speaks into the microphone, "Last call for flight thirty-one to London!" Harry picks up his suitcases, "That's my cue. The SUV is waiting outside to give you a ride." My eyes start to water, oh not again. Harry places his hand on my chin, holding my face in place. Harry's lips press against mine, his kiss warm and sweet. Harry pulls away all too soon; before I know it, he's walking to gate C. I turn around to watch him leave. After the lady checks his ticket, Harry turn his head over his shoulder and waves, "Bye, baby." I wave back with a frown, "I love you." Harry mouths the words back to me, before disappearing from my sight. My eyes bulge at the realization I have my mom waiting for me. I open my purse and dig out my iPhone. I press the home button; I have four missed calls, three text messages, and one voice mail. All of the texts are from my dad, "Where are you?" "We've been waiting hours!" "Are you coming?" I listen to the voice mail. My dad's voice is low and full of sorrow. "Hi Lily. I'm sorry to tell you this. But your mom was only stopping by for the night. Your mom.. she left. You missed her." My iPhone falls out of my hands and I immediately drop to the floor. A flood of tears fall down my face. I hug my right arm to my stomach, my sobs are very painful. I pick my phone up from the ground; I open a new text to Harry, "My mom left when I was out with you. I could of seen her if it wasn't for you. I HATE YOU."