~Monday, February 4th~
{Harry's POV}
I kept a tight around Natalie's waist, hugging her for the last last for who knows how long. Just like the last time I don't want to let go.
She fisted my shirt in her hands as the silent tears fell down her cheeks, getting my shirt wet. But I don't care. I don't want her to cry, I'm trying with all my might not to.
Goodbyes for a second time is even harder.
"Flight 389 is now boarding. Group six for flight 389 may now board."
I took a deep shaky breath the tears now falling, that's my group. "Nat, are you sure you're okay with me leaving because I can stay." I offered hoping she'll say she wants me to stay. My arms never left from around her waist as I spoke.
The last thing I want to do is let go. If I let go she'll go back to the ice rink and might get hurt again. That can't happen. Not this time.
"I don't want you to go, but you have to. It's your job, you should've been there a week ago." She spoke into my chest. I know she's right, but I want to stay.
I nodded into her hair before slightly pulling back to look her in the eyes. Her blue-green eyes that are usually full of happiness are now devoured with tears. Her usually pink tinted cheeks have tear stains on them and her bottom lip is quivering. That's not what I want her to be like.
"I love you. Everyday we are going to talk, okay? This time I will not forget. I swear on my heart, on my tattoos, on cupcakes, on my career-" I rambled on and on until Natalie placed her lips on mine to shut me up. I'm not complaining, I like this idea. Maybe I should ramble more.
When she removed her lips a smirk was playing on her lips through her tears. I ran my hands through her curls, it feels weird running my fingers through someone else's curls, usually it's someone putting them in my curls. "I love you to." She bit her lower lip, the smirk now gone and tears continuing to flow.
I hate this. I want to stay, mostly I want her to come back to England with me. But we've already discussed this. She has school and figuring skating. It's not like she can't do that in England but she's going to U.S. champion, she can't win that in London.
"Last call for flight 389. Last call for flight 389." My heart dropped as they announced my flight for the last time. "I'm going to miss you. I love you." Nat whispered through her tears, me barely able to hear her over the fan that are outside.
"There's no doubt I won't miss you. I love you to." I placed one last sweet kiss on her lips before turning away. It took all I had to force myself towards the terminal. All I wanted to do was turn around and hug Natalie to tell her I'm staying. That's something I can't do though.
Management is already up my ass for staying her an extra week. Simon finally understood why I couldn't leave Natalie. After I told him I love her, he said I can stay for as long as I need. After that I decided I should play the 'love' card more often.
Before I stepped through the door I looked back at Natalie and gave her a small with a half smile. She did the same in return, using her other hand to clutch onto the necklace I gave her. I took a shaky breath before making my way down the small hallway to the stairs.
{Natalie's POV}
I watched as Harry walked down the hallway, my heart breaking with each step he took. This is it, he isn't coming back for a while. I don't even know how long he's going to be gone for, but I'll continue to talk to him. This relationship is going to work no matter what. It just has to.
This might sound corny but Harry is my first love, and I want it to work out. I'm hoping this relationship is like the movies.
Boy and girl fall in love. Boy is famous, girl is a nobody. But the boy doesn't give up on the girl and they fall in love. Then get married one day and grow old together.
I'm not sure if Harry is 'the one' yet, but I'm hoping he is. The past few days he has treated me with so much care. He was right by the side the entire time. When I wanted to be alone he'd catch my hints, leave me alone for a bit then coming back an hour or two later saying he was lonely. Each time he did that I'll admit it was adorable and I couldn't say no.
Now I'm going to miss him so much. When I go back to school everyone is going to be asking about Harry or giving me hate. That's not something I want, but I'm going to have to deal with it. I'll stick through it for Harry, and I'm going to stay strong.
I watched out the windows of the airport as Harry's plane took off. As it flew off into the sky I couldn't help but cry. I want him to stay, but he has work and that's not something he can cancel. He stayed for eight extra days. It's not like I can just say "Harry you're staying because I don't want you to leave". That's not possible.
After his plane was out of sight I turned on my heel taking slow steps towards the door. Every second I expected Harry to come running after me saying "Natalie I'm here and staying", but life isn't like the movies. Harry isn't going to come running towards me with open arms, he isn't going to regret leaving, and he isn't going to fly back here for me.
Even if this is negative I just have to face the facts that life isn't fair. Sometimes you don't get what you want but you have to accept it. At least I got Harry. I'm lucky he calls me his and I call him mine.
About twenty feet in front of me was the front doors; then outside them is the parking lot where Mae is waiting in her car for me. I didn't want her to come, but I have no other ride. Yes I'm eighteen with no car, I do have a license though. Just not enough money to afford my own car.
Right as I was about to step outside into the cold February air I heard a familiar voice call out "Natalie!" It wasn't the person I wanted it to be though. It's not Harry. Instead it's...him.
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Author's Note
I thought this was getting a little boring so I added a cliff hanger. So my apologizes to anyone who got bored. I promise to make it more exciting. My life is kind of busy right now, so I'll work on making these chapters better. Sorry again.
Does anyone know how to upload a picture to a chapter. I picked out a girl for Natalie and I want to add a picture. If you help me I'll either tell you who he is, or make a character for you. Your choice!
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