[Rebecca's POV]
I turned over and I could see light through my eye lids. That's weird. I shrugged it off and snuggled into the pillow more. Then I got to thinking.. if its four in the morning, would there be light? Well, maybe its the light from Harry's room. He's probably up getting ready for us to go to the airport. Yeah. I laid in the bed for awhile more with my eyes shut. I was almost back to sleep when an alarm went off. I shot up quickly shutting off Harry's alarm clock. I brought my knees to my chest as I rubbed my eyes. Once I got the sleep out of my eyes, I looked up. It was quiet... really quiet.
The room was dark because the light was off. I turned my head to where the only light was coming from. The window. As I saw light outside, I instantly turned my head to the alarm clock. 7:56 am.
WHAT??
I then realized I was alone in bed. I looked around the room with my eyes. Harry wasn't here nor his suitcase. Did he leave without saying goodbye? I was suppose to go with him..
I leaned back on the headboard. He left. Why would he do that? I sighed looking at the clock again. 7:59 am. I wanted to say goodbye. I tilted my head to the side as I saw a note taped to his lamp on the nightstand. I leaned over and reached taking the note off. I sat back down leaning against the headboard. I then brought my knees to my chest again. I placed the back of my hands to my knees as I read.
Dear Bec,
DON'T GET MAD! I have a good reason for not letting you see me off. I didn't want you to get hurt. When I woke up, I was going to wake you up too, but then Liam called. He said Paul had told him that somehow the time we we're leaving for Australia got leaked. I couldn't let you get mobbed by fans. I know when we see each other Monday your probably going to give me a speech, but trust me. After yesterday, I was NOT going to let you go through that with a hundred fans. I just wasn't. I did kiss you goodbye on the forehead before I left, so don't think I was heartless. Tell Lizzy happy birthday for me. Have a great time in Florida with your family and i'll call when I land. Miss you already. Oh, and when you do leave my flat please lock my door. I don't need to get robbed while i'm away. xx
p.s. Your laptop and phone are in the living room on the coffee table.
- Harry
I rolled my eyes as I read the last line. I am not that bad at remembering the lock. I sighed deeply then let my hands drop. I bit my lip as my legs slid down the bed until they were laid out.
All I wanted was to say goodbye, and wish him luck in Australia.
That's all I wanted.
[Harry's POV]
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
My hand flew across the bed looking for my alarm. I tapped pretty much everything I had on my bed table before I hit the clock. Once I got it off, I opened my eyes. That was not enough rest.
I looked down, but did not see her head. More of her butt and backside. We somehow during the night got into a new position. We were spooning. My arm was over her waist as she was against my chest. I gently removed my arm from around her waist. I then leaned up to see if she as wake, or not. I'm good she's asleep. After I saw she was a sleep still, I slid out of bed quickly. She didn't budge; she didn't make a sound. This is good. I looked at the clock 3:57 am. Oh god. It is too early.
I rubbed my face with my hands and shuffled to the bathroom. Once I got in there, I splashed water on my face. I wiped my face with a towel and begun to brush my teeth. After that, I went back into my bedroom. I went to my dresser and got out some clothes. I pulled on a white t-shirt. I then pulled out a pair of black skinny jeans and stripped from the ones I had on. I finished putting on my jeans and put on my white converse shoes.
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