Chapter 51: Rue Brenté
Harry’s POV
I got out of the shower and walked into my room, looking for clothes to wear. i can hear the tv from the living room so I guessed that Ali was just watching to pass the time. Ali and I haven’t been alone in so long. We were always surrounded by people, especially when Louis got hit by a car. That day was the scariest day. My best friend almost got hurt and my girlfriend got threats. I just can’t wait to spend this afternoon and night cuddled up with Ali. I just hope that we don’t get interrupted.
I miss her. I know she’s been there the whole time but she seems so detached. She’s always glancing around. She’s safe here, no one really knows what hotel I’m at or if she’s with me.
I walked out into the living room, expecting to find her on the couch, her legs perched up beside her and her head resting on the arm rest. But she wasn’t there. The tv was on but the couch was vacant. She’s probably in the kitchen, I thought. But my heart was pounding and somewhere in the back of my head i know that she isn’t there. I walked to the kitchen anyway and it was empty.
‘Ali!’ I called out, my voice full of hope.
‘Ali.’ I called out again with no answer.
‘Ali...’ My voice much quieter now, weak. Where is she.
I walked back to the living room, knowing she’s gone. Why did she leave? Was there something wrong? Why didn’t she just tell me? I looked around the room and immediately saw her bag. I picked it up and searched through it. Everything was there except her phone. I was about to put her bag back where I found it when my eye caught sight of a piece of paper where her bag was. Curiously, I opened it.
My heart clenched as I read the letter. Then it broke when I read the last few words.
Dear Harry,
I’m sorry for not saying anything. I’m sorry for leaving abruptly. I’m sorry that I got you into this. I’m sorry for absolutely everything.
Sam has Louis and she wants me to go there. So I did. She only wanted me and no one else. If you come, Harry, one of us would die or be dead already. I beg of you, Harry, don’t do anything drastic. I know I shouldn’t have up and left but I had to. I’m doing this to save Louis. Please don’t be mad at me.
Thank you for the past two weeks. Heck, thank you for the last two months. Being with you is the happiest I’ve ever been. You make me the best person I’ve ever been. The amount of times you’ve made me smile... I’ll never ever forget them. I’ll never forget the memories we made. I’ll never forget the stories we’ve told. I’ll never forget you.
Don’t go crazy, Harry. I’m sorry I’m not there to say goodbye. I have to do this, okay? It’s my past that got you involved. I have to end it. We can’t keep running around in circles and chasing the sun, this has to end one way or another and this seems the quickest way to end it. No more running around in circles, no more going back and forth, no more chasing the sun. I’m going to end it and I’m going to get Louis back alive. For you. I’m going to save your best friend and end all of this.
Please forgive me. I’ll meet you up in heaven.
And I love you. I really do. What I’m doing now shows how much I love you. I’ll end this and bring your best friend back alive. I’m not sure what will happen to me, but I’ll take the chances no matter what it is.
I love you, Harry. So, so so much.
Love,
Alira Jane Somers. ♡
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