[Editing] Forgotten Memories (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 32

~ DANIELLE'S POV ~

I walk through the terminal, looking for my mum. I thought Caitlin would be picking me up, but she hasn't replied to any of my texts or calls since last night. I've been kind of worried since then, I mean like she just randomly leaves the day before our flight, doesn't tell anyone and says she will explain when I get back? This whole situation has me confused as shit. All I know, well that I'm guessing, is that something's happened between her and Harry. First he arrived an hour late to the concert prep, and he hates being late, then all he says is that Caitlin isn't coming and doesn't even explain why, and I could tell with the way he was acting that something bad had happened. I just need to find out what. If Caitlin would reply to all my freaking messages, then maybe I would already know.

"Danielle!" I hear a familiar voice call my name. I turn my head to see my mum smiling widely at me as she fast-walks up to me and gives me a hug.

"Hey mum."

"How was it?" She asks in excitement, putting her arm around my shoulders as we walk to the baggage claim.

"It was great." I reply.

"Oh! Where's Caitie?" She asks, looking around the airport.

"She flew home yesterday." I tell her. She crinkles her brow in confusion.

"I told her mum I would pick her up since she's at work." Mum explains. I look at her in confusion.

"Wait, so you're saying that Railene doesn't know Caitie got back last night?" If Railene doesn't know, that means Caitlin didn't go home, then where the hell did she go?

"She thought she got back today, she doesn't know anything about Caitie arriving yesterday."

"Well if Railene doesn't know, then she didn't go home, then where the hell did she go?" I ask, worry finding its way into my voice.

"I don't know, call Caitie and ask."

"I've been trying since last night and she hasn't picked up, but I'll try again." I get my phone out and see there are no replies from Caitie. I ring her and wait for the sound of her voice. I wait for 6 rings, then it goes to Messagebank. "She didn't answer." I tell mum. We walk out of the airport, mum carrying my suitcase.

"Why did she leave in the first place?" She asks me as if I know the answer to that.

"I don't know, she said she would tell me when I get here."

~ HARRY'S POV ~

I grab my suitcase and walk out the door, slowly shutting it behind me. Last night was not a good way to end things, Danielle said Caitlin left yesterday because of our fight. I guess she really did mean she doesn't want me to speak to her again. I walk down the corridor and meet the boys in the lobby, ready to drive to the airport. The boys all glare at me, making the situation even better.

"What?" I ask sternly, glaring back at them all.

"What happened, man?" Zayn asks.

"Nothing." I reply hardly.

"If nothing happened, then Caitlin wouldn't have left last night." Louis adds, earning a sharp look from me.

"Can you just forget it, it doesn't matter." I state, ending the conversation. Louis looks at me for a while, as if trying to figure out what's happened, which makes me more furious. We all walk outside and get into the black van. I never knew silence could be so loud. The next place on tour is Rostock, and I can honestly say that I'm not looking forward to performing at all. I hate pretending to be happy and pumped when I'm not, especially when the fans are expecting the most of us. I just feel like such a dick, for saying all those things to Caitlin. I mean, I'm kind of glad I got it off my chest and told her what's been bugging me for ages, I guess I've just been played before for my fame, which never really affected me much because I knew it would happen, but the thought of Caitlin thinking of me like that really hurt, because I really think I am in love with her. But when I told her, the look on her face made it seem like she was so betrayed and hurt that I would think that. I was too mad and worked up at the time to say anything else, so I just left. Her last words make me realise that she must really hate me right now, and I don't blame her. I just want to redo the last 24 hours, take everything back that I said to her. I shouldn't have acted the way I did after seeing Tyler's text, even though I still don't believe he is a good guy, I should have just trusted Caitlin. I frustratedly run my hands through my hair as I bite my lip, looking out the window at the tall, green trees swaying in the breeze. I hurt Caitlin so bad, I'm not sure if she would ever listen to me if I tried to apologise, she probably never wants to see me again.
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