Summer to Remember

Chapter Fifty Two (End)

An entire month of dreading every moment in life went by and I had not heard from Harry, from what I had heard from the boys, they were recording their Take Me Home album. I felt extremely guilty for what I had done but it seemed like Harry was doing alright. I mean, there were pictures of him going out with the prettiest models so I was positive he didn't miss me. Delilah's mom had gone through a successful operation and she was feeling better than ever, oh and if you're wondering about Delilah and Zayn, they were stronger than ever. I admired their strength and their decision to choose to make their relationship last. Meanwhile, in the last month I had received a scholarship to the university of Toronto and with the help of my friends, I decided to enroll there. My life was finally turning into something other than crap.

"Ella!" Delilah screamed as she ran up the stairs, "Zayn's coming to visit tomorrow!" she shouted with absolute joy.

"Are you serious?!" I exclaimed, happier than ever for her.

"Yes! He has a week off so he's coming to Toronto!" she replied jumping up and down.

There was literally a week left before university started so it was going to be perfecting timing for them. I was still not over Harry but I knew it would take time and that it was the best for both of us, I couldn't help but think of him and what he'd be doing during his entire week off. The entire day flew by faster than ever as Delilah and I prepared desserts and cleaned the house before Zayn arrived. I decided to sleep over that night since Delilah's parents were both out of town and she could barely sleep because of her excitement. I'm serious when I say she didn't shut up the whole time but I didn't mind, because she had all the right to be ecstatic, her boyfriend was coming to visit her.

"Els! Wake up!" Delilah said shaking my arm the next morning.

"Just five more minutes..." I yawned trying to get back to the amazing dream I was having.

"Wake up!" she shouted in my ear and I had no choice but to get up.

"I'll drive you to the airport" I said as I searched through the drawer I kept my clothes in.

"No, I'll go myself" she replied smiling.

"Are you sure?" I asked once more.

"Positive, it'll be easier. And you can greet him once he comes home" she replied excitedly.

"Works for me!" I said pulling my hair into a ponytail and plopping myself on her bed as she got ready. I have to admit, she looked gorgeous, Zayn was going to be one lucky guy! "Drive safe!" I yelled from the front foyer as Delilah hopped in her car and drove off to the airport.

The next hour at home went by really slowly, I lounged around in my pajamas waiting for Zayn and Delilah to arrive but it took longer than I expected. Meanwhile, I turned on the television to see a preview of One Direction's new song on their album, it immediately caught my attention and I couldn't bring myself to change it.

"Summer Love" the host said, "The boys will definitely have girls falling head over heels for them with this song. It is said that Harry Styles contributed to writing the song with the experience of his latest summer love" she continued to say but my jaw had dropped open.

A million thoughts were going on in my head and I couldn't think properly so I turned the tv off. Did he write this song about me? Or did he find another summer love? Was he still not over me? Did he love me as much as I still loved him? My heart felt like it was about to leap out of my chest. I sat there on the couch in complete shock as flashbacks came to mind. I remembered the first time my uncle Paul introduced me to the boys and the smile Harry had on his face. I remembered the time when I was out on my balcony and he scared the crap out of me. And the time when he first kissed me. And all the unforgettable moments we had at the beach house. I forced myself to blink away the tears that had formed. I broke up with him, it was my fault. "It's all my fault" I said to myself as the doorbell rang.

Finally Zayn and Delilah found their way home, they were literally an hour late. I quickly wiped my eyes and walked to the front door, expecting Zayn and Delilah at the door. As I opened the door my eyes widened and my heart stopped beating, it wasn't Delilah and Zayn at the door.

It wasn't a random salesperson, or Delilah's parents. It was somebody I never thought I'd see again. Harry was standing at the doorway with an enormous bouquet of roses in his hand, his curls glistening underneath the morning sun and his emerald green eyes sparkling as he smiled my way.

"Harry?" I said staring at him in complete shock.

"Ella... Are you not going to invite me in?" he joked. "S-s-sorry, come in" I said still in complete shock as he entered and I closed the door behind me.

"I missed you" I blurted out, not thinking of what I just said. Oops, my bad, making a fool out of myself as usual. He turned around with a smirk on his face as he handed me the beautiful flowers.

Before I could admire the gorgeous roses, I was surprised to see him lean in and place his lips on mine. It felt like our first kiss, the same sparks I felt the first time. I couldn't resist the urge so I kissed him back running my fingers through his curls, gosh I had missed him terribly. We pulled apart gasping for air and reality finally hit me, this wasn't a dream, it was real.

I didn't know what to say as I gazed into his green eyes "I-I n-never stopped l-l-loving you" I stuttered blinking away the tears.

"I never stopped loving you Ella" he said placing his hands on my hips and pulling me closer.

"It's all my fault, I feel so guilty and I understand if you're over me" I admitted biting my lip.

"Are you crazy? I was never over you, I thought of you every single minute of every single day. You're the one that I want. No one else." he revealed and my eyes started tearing up as my heart started to pound.

"I love you Harry" I said as the tears streamed down my face.

"Can we start this from where we ended it?" he asked in his gorgeous accent.

"YES!" I exclaimed before pulling him into a tight hug and kissing him like never before.

I guess life always has pleasant surprises in store for you when you least expect it. And let me tell you, when you find the love of your life, everything will become perfect.

Was it love or lust? It was love. Is summer love everlasting? It sure is!

-THE END-