Be Your Last First Kiss - A Harry Styles Love Story

Saying Goodbye

"You can't forfeit!" I shouted as the boys shook their heads.

"We don't want to continue" Niall says as I stare at them astonished.

"Boys! You've gotten this far!"

"It's not like we would of made it to the live-finals anyways. I just want to go home and forget about this" Liam explained as I kept my head down.

"All your work to get here. Everything is just going to be flushed down the drain?!" I snapped as they nodded.

"It's not your decision Av. It's ours" Harry says as I groan in annoyance.

"Fine. Whatever. Just chuck it. I don't care" I walked away from the boys but soon to be stopped by a police officer.

"We need to ask some questions"

*****HARRY'S POV***

Avery was pulled over by the hot police officer. What? She was? But I still couldn't keep my eye off Avery. As much as I hated her with Louis, I still can't forget about her.

The whole 'being gay' thing has past me now. I don't think being with someone like Louis again would ever occur. I would rather have a girl in my life, raise a family with her and get married.

And Avery was that girl.

I just don't know how I'm going to say it to her. 'I love you and I want you back' it's not that easy. I've put her through a lot and maybe shouting out that I've slept with 4 girls while she was away isn't really helping my situation.

Fuck my brain and my anger management.

Avery came back moments later to meet with us with her dark blue eyes. I sighed as a tear fell out her eye.

She really didn't want us to ruin our chances..

But I can't continue. I didn't want to. It was to much drama and soon enough, I think the boys and I will start to separate from fights.

I couldn't let that happen.

"Alright. Lets get you boys back home shall we?" The policeman said as we nodded slowly. We filed into the 2 police cars set out for us. Avery took a separate car from me, Louis and Niall which was obvious why. The policeman spoke to us with a wide grin.

"First stop, Holmes Chapel"

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***AVERY'S POV***

We get to the familiar hometown as I was told, Harry and I will be dropped at my place. I really missed this place. It's going to be hard to say goodbye to the rest of the boys which I grew fond of. I was going to miss running to someone else for help.

That's when it hit me.

I have no one here.

Harry and I have split. My old friends, in jail. School kids hate me.

I have no one.

"Here we are" Carl, our policeman chirped. I thanked him as everyone got out of the car. I saw Harry's car starting to pull up on the driveway as I retrieved my bag the policeman grabbed for me from the bungalow. I hope they got everything.

My bag was by my side and so was Harry with his. We stood, like a couple almost, staring at the boys with sorry and sad looks. Louis looked the worst.

I wouldn't blame him and I would be lying if I didn't say I had an amazing past month with him. It's the fact that I might not be able to ever see him again which hurt me. I didn't really mind to not see the other boys again, as mean as that sounds, but I haven't had that much time with them.