Summer to Remember

Chapter Fifty One

And for a second I actually considered what she said, summer wasn't over yet, but that positive thought vanished as soon as I stepped foot onto the plane.

"You're wrong, my summer is officially over" I said to Delilah as I walked along the aisle trying to find my seat number.

"Stop being so negative Els" she replied angrily.

"Sorry, can't help it" I said gloomily as I used all my strength to lift my ridiculously heavy carry-on onto the basket above our seats. I felt nervous as soon as I took a seat and fastened my seat belt, I was always terrified of flying so this wasn't exactly the best situation for me to be in.

"Relax, give me your hand" Delilah said as she grabbed my hand, and the plane started to drive on the tracks. Anxiety was taking over me, I didn't know if it was because I was leaving my boyfriend behind, or if I was just scared of the god damn plane. The instant the wheels of the plane were no longer in contact with the ground, I knew that everything was over.

"So, did you and Harry discuss your relationship?" Delilah asked after we had been on the plane for an hour or so.

I quickly paused the movie and turned towards her, "What do you mean?"

"Well like if you can make a long distance relationship work."

I felt a lump in my throat and could feel my eyes burning as I looked up at her and told the truth, "I don't think we can make it work..." my voice trailed off as I turned back to the movie I was watching.

"Ella, are you crazy? You can make it work if Zayn & I can make it work!" she said playfully punching my arm.

"No, I'm serious. It was a summer love and now it's over. Done. Simple as that." I said trying to hold back my tears.

And there you have it, that was the moment I made the stupid decision to break up with Harry. Not because I didn't love him, but because I didn't have the strength to be away from him for so long. I never believed in long distance relationships and I knew that it would be the best for both of us if we just ended it as soon as possible. So that's exactly what I did the night I returned home.

"Ellaaaa! Get your butt over here, I'm skyping with the boys!" Delilah screamed from her room. We had just arrived back home and my dad drove both Delilah and me to her house so we could see her mother.

"I'll be back soon!" I said getting up from the couch in the living room and walking over to Delilah's bedroom.

"Is Ella coming?" I heard Harry say just as I turned the knob on her door. This was it, now or never. I needed to break up with him so the distance could stop hurting us and we could get over each other and move on with our lives.

"ELLA!" the boys shouted from the laptop screen as I plopped myself next to Delilah. Gosh, I missed them so much and it hadn't even been an entire day yet. We talked for about an hour and Ella left to go talk to her mother so it was finally just me and Harry left on skype. "Love, I miss you..." he said but I quickly interrupted.

"Harry, I had the best summer of my life thanks to you. Don't get me wrong, I really do love you but this long distance thing isn't going to work for me" I admitted with eyes full of tears. For a minute, he didn't say anything, just looked down and when he finally brought his head up I could see his eyes were red. It felt as though my heart had leaped into my throat, my eyes were burning as I quickly wiped away my tears.

"We could make it work" he replied with teary eyes.

"I don't have the strength Harry, I can't stay away from someone I love for so long. I need to end the pain I'm going through constantly realizing that we're no longer together. I honestly love you but it's what's best for the both of us." I explained hoping he would understand and not hate my guts.

"But I love you Ella" he said quietly, biting his lips.

"I'm sorry, I have to go. Bye" I said before quickly logging of skype and letting the tears escape. That night, I cried like a baby. I cried like the times my mother had passed away, because to be honest it felt like an another important person in my life was no longer with me. Empty, I felt empty even with my father and my best friend comforting me. My life was officially a pathetic disaster.