Now she's gone...

Chapter 23

The next morning me and Freya were ready to go home, but we were also sad about leaving. I walked into the bathroom so see Freya applying some makeup on the bruise she got last night. "Hun, you don't need to put that on" I explained. "I do, because if I don't, it will reflect badly on you!" She said whilst concentrating on how much foundation she was putting on her face. I walked up behind her and I placed my hands on her shoulders. "You're so beautiful, even if you look like a mess" I laughed. "Thanks!" She said in a sarcastic tone. "Well, hurry up, we have an hour 'till the taxi comes to take us to the airport". "AN HOUR! I NEED TO GO AND PACK!" She screamed. She ran out the room and I laughed at her. I  looked in the mirror myself and sighed. I looked super tired. Looking after Dougie and Freya was kind of stressful. I walked out the bathroom and flung myself onto the bed. "Um, Harry! We need to pack!" Freya shouted. "I've already done it, so I'm just waiting for you" I laughed. She started huffing and puffing and she seemed really stressed about something. "Hey, Freya, calm down" I said trying to reassure her. "I don't need to calm down! I'm completely fine!" She shouted.

I was quite scared of Freya at the moment. She was getting really uptight about everything and I could tell she wanted to cry, but she wouldn't. "Right, Freya, stop and second!" I shouted. She stood in the middle of the room with tears on her cheeks. "I'm sorry Harry...." She cried, she fell to the floor with her head in her hands. I wrapped my arms around her and cuddled her in my arms. "What's up?" I asked quietly. "It's just....I'm really tired and upset about leaving" She whispered. "Well let me pack your stuff, and you go downstairs and wait for the others" I suggested. We both got up from the floor and I wiped her face. "Thanks Harry, I love you so much" She said quietly. I placed a kiss on her cheek and she left the room. "Now, let's gather her stuff together" I said tiredly.

Freya's POV:
I couldn't tell him that I was missing home, because otherwise it would just ruin the moment. Also, since Dougie told Harry that me and him kissed, I felt really awkward whenever he was around, but I try not to show it.

I got into the elevator and pressed the button for the ground floor, and before the doors shut, Dougie ran in, which made things a whole lot more awkward. "Hey, hey, hey Freya!" He said. You tell he was drunk by the smell. "Doug, you need to see a doctor again!" I explained. "....Freya did I tell you that you are beautiful?" He said as he got closer to me. "No, but it doesn't matter". He for closer to my face and couldn't help but cry. I fell to floor again, and he backed away from me. "Freya.....you ok?" He asked. "....just stop Doug, I need to get out of here" I said unhappily. The doors opened and I ran out into the lobby and bought myself a drink to take my mind off the whole thing.