Stuck With You

Weeks With The Truth

~27  

It's been weeks since I've been home. Weeks since Harry and I sat on the hill. Only three photos from that day have made its way to the internet. The first one from the hill, the first two that Sammy took, the on of smiles and goofy faces. She has also taken one where Harry and I were just smiling at each other; there was also the one of Harry kissing me they are one each other's phones and haven't been shared with the world. Other photos have been taken but none as the kissing or looking one. Most of the time it's just smiles or funny faces. The last few weeks have been the same. Traveling, hotels and that's about it. I only go out if Harry and I go somewhere. Either than that, I'm in the room doing my college work or watching T.V.

Most of the time I sleep in the bed and Harry accidentally falls asleep somewhere else. The Harry from the hill, the one who danced with me in my room, seems to be gone unless it's just me and him. I'm not sure why? It was late and Harry didn't come home with the others. I couldn't help but wonder where he is? Or what he is doing? My phone rang.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hi, sweetest." I was my aunt.

"How are you?"

"I've been better." there was a pause.

I wasn't sure if I should say something or not.

"I wanted to let you know that Billy and I aren't getting back together." Air felt tight in my lungs, the room went blurry on me.

"I'm, I..."

"I'll call you later." Her voice broke.

"I love you, sweetest." She hasn't called me sweetest in years. Before I could say anything there was a click meet with a deadline.

A knocking on the door but I didn't move. The door opened, not looking I got up.

"I need to go." I said putting my phone in my pocket I head for the door.

Realizing for the first time I brown hair guy was there, Louis. He was still the only one of the guys who knew the truth. "Are you..." He didn't finish. He was worried.

This can't happen. My whole life they've been together. They are the dream couple of town. Will Billy still be in my life, or will he no longer want to be my uncle? Louis took my arms pulling me in front of him.

"Harry, where is he?" I wanted him, I didn't know why. He was there last time I need him and not he's not.

"Out." a voice said, Liam.

"Oh...I've got to go." Pulling myself free I walked out, the guys tried to stop me.

As soon as I shut the door I took off running. The fresh air hit me. I took off running. Not caring who see me or who writes about it. Running for who knows how long. Air began to sting with each breath. Looking up to see where I'm at a park. My heart sank, there was a hill. I walked up, plopping down I sat. Taking the air in, my heart thumped hard. My phone rang over and over but I just stared at the park. Numb to all feeling. About an hour later a shape came in view in the park. The closer it came I see the long brown hair belong to Harry. He was a bit tipis but nothing back, he must how had one a drink or maybe two.

"Riley?" He was now in front of me. I forced myself to look at him.

"There... my aunt and uncle... not together... " I couldn't form a sentence.

Harry brushed my hair back on each side of my face. He didn't say anything he just pulled me up and walked me back. We were staying in a room that had rooms within it. Opening the door the guys started asking questions. Harry or I didn't say anything. He walked us to the room we are staying and shut the door. He laid me down on the bed, covering me, he walked around and laid on top of the blankets. Reaching over he took my hand in his.