Chapter 13: The Immortals

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The Immortals

I sat on the floor and watched everyone chat happily. Harry sat far away from me. I sighed. Why was I so stupid? Liam looked at me with sad eyes. He knew that I didn't do what I needed to. I looked up at Harry. He looked at me. I made it clear that I had to talk to him with me eyes. He looked down. I got up and went to the back bedroom. I sat on the bed and stared at everyone. No one noticed that I left.

Harry got up and went to the bathroom. After the bathroom, he slipped into the bedroom and closed the door. He stood by the door. I stood up and went over to him. He was looking off into the distance. I could tell, he didn't want to be in here. I finally gave in.

I put my arms round his waist. He looked startled and looked down at me. I kept my head on his chest. He slowly wrapped his arms around me. His head lay down on mine. I knew that I couldn't mess anything else up.

"Finally," Harry said.

Someone must have started the RV and begun driving, because Harry and I fell over and landed on the bed. We both started laughing. I hugged him even tighter and hid into his chest.

"I'm sorry," I said.

"Don't be," His head slipped to my neck. I laughed and breathed on his neck. He laughed and started to tickle me.

"Harry!" I was laughing and trying to push him off of me. He wouldn't let go. Every time I tried to move away, he moved with me. By the time he was through, we were both laying on our backs trying to breathe.

"So, is this better than what your used to?" Harry asked turning on his side and facing me.

"Pretty much!" I said, turning towards him as well. He put his hand on my waist and pulled me towards him.

I lay down and close my eyes. Harry kept his arms around me. I passed out in his arms.

HPOV

Sierra lay down in my arms and fell asleep. I smiled down at her. She looked so much more peaceful asleep when awake. She curled up in a little ball and fit into my side perfectly. I was thinking to the first time I saw her.

It was a few years ago. I didn't know her name or who she was. She was at one of our concerts. She was in the crowd standing still, while everyone else was rocking to our song. She just stared up at the stage. I was sure she was looking at me.

The next lyrics to the song, I made to her. And I don't know why.

I don't, I don't, don't know what it is

But I need that one thing

She looked down and was looking at her phone. Her black hair covering her face. I couldn't see her. She looked back up and looked at her friend. Niall was looking at her. I tapped his arm and he turned to me. He smiled and we started singing more.

After the concert we went back stage and they were there. Backstage. I wanted to run and say hi. But I couldn't. I had to change and look presentable for the V.I.P.s. I was in a rush to get dressed.

"Woah there, Hazza. What's the rush?" Louis asked, laughing.

Niall was dressed just as fast as me. We really wanted to see them.

"Nothing. Just, in a rush," I said, shrugging and bolting out the door.

Niall was right behind me. We got out to the V.I.P. area and spotted them instantly. I was heading over to them, but a group of slags got in my way. They were just leaning against the wall chatting with each other. They haven't noticed me yet.

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