Beautiful Tragedy. (h.s fanfic)

Chapter Ten.

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Charlotte's POV:

It has been 4 days since I've seen Harry, since I've spoken to him, since I've insulted him, since he last pissed me off.
I don't know where he is, nor do I genially care. For the last two days Harry has done nothing but piss me off, to annoy me. But, he suddenly stopped, ignoring my insults, my existences completely. And that's exactly what I wanted him to do. He left randomly Sunday night, he came the kitchen and told us he was going away for a few days. I was surprised when no one asked where he was going, or how long he was actually going for. It was as if it was almost a normal thing for him to do, like he did it occasionally, but I didn't bother asking. I didn't want to seem nosey.

"Are you looking forward to seeing your father?" Leah asks me before taking a bite of her apple, seated at the kitchen table.
"Yeah, I am." I replied, smiling. I'm beyond excited to see him. This is the longest I've gone without seeing him, since I moved to London.
"It's going to be so odd without you here, to be honest." Leah murmured, I just nod in agreement. Taking a bite from my apple as
Louis walks in from outside, phone pressed to his ear.
".. I know. Yeah, she's here." Louis mutters into the phone, looking at me. I look at him confused, I'm sure he could tell I was confused, by the way a small smile is resting on his lips.
"Uh.. Yeah. Hang on." Louis said, eyes still on me. He pulled the phone away from his ear, placing it on his chest.
"Char.. Harry wants to speak to you." He half whispered.
I frowned, "Why would he possibly want to speak to me?"
Louis replied with a shrug, "do you want to speak to him?"
I shook my head, taking another bite of my apple.
Louis walked off, towards the hallway, "She doesn't wanna speak.." Is all that I heard when he left the room.
"Wonder what that was about?" Leah asked.
"Who knows, who cares." I state, typing away at my laptop. Downloading music. "I should probably get my shit together, Jaymes gets in about noon tomorrow, and I wanna be home when he does."
"Why don't you go to the airport and get him?" Leah asks, suddenly.
I shrug, "I suggested that to him, but he said he didn't want me to waste my time."
"Odd."
"Very." I reply, standing. Whilst I did this my laptop began ringing, a Skype Call, a photo of my father was covering the screen, I clicked answer, my father's face popping up.
"Dad? Hey." I muttered, confused.
"Hey pumpkin. I've.. I've got some bad news.." My father replied, I panicked. You would to, if your dad, who's in Australia said this to you.
"What?" I replied back, I could almost hear the sadness and concern in my voice.
"I have to stay here for two more nights." He explained.
"Seriously?" I asked, sighing, crossing my arms over my chest.
Just my luck!

Harry's POV:
I'm seated in a cabin, on my double bed, in the middle of a small forest, I suppose you could call it. I bought it about three years ago, when I turned eighteen. With the small fortune I had been given from my grandma, when she passed. It wasn't anything fancy, it had two rooms, a medium sized livingroom, a fireplace in the far corner. but it was a good place to go when I needed time away. No one knew this place exist, well, that I owned it anyway. Not even Louis. It was my home away from home.
I don't know why I thought Charlotte would want to speak to me when I asked Louis to put her on. I guess, I just thought because I let her get everything off her chest, maybe she'd let me do the same. But, I should have known I stuffed that chance up when I told her to get out of my room, when I started with the unneeded comments. I panicked, I couldn't start falling for someone, no. I couldn't. So, I do what I usually do when I start to fall for someone, I distance myself, put my walls up. I've had those walls for for so long, I've had them up since Vanessa ripped my heart out, and stomped all over it, right in front of my eyes. But, they slowly started coming down when Charlotte walked into my life. Should I say that, that she's in my life? Because, I honestly don't think I should, I don't know what to call it.
I sighed, pulling myself from my bed, I bent down zipping my suitcase back up, I had decided to go home today.
I had already packed the night before, I grabbed anything else that I needed. Walking to my car, I opened the back window, placing my things in the trunk.
Walking back to the front door, locking it.
I walked back to the car, jogging as it begins to rain, I sighed, and groan out of frustration as I jumped into the car. Starting it up quickly. The cabin is about 45 minutes, east, from where I live, with Louis and Leah.
It shouldn't take to long, I placed my iPod in, not even bothering to play music. I'd listened to everything on my phone and well, I'm quite bored of it now.
It wasn't an extremely long drive, so I could manage without music.