Olivia

I found her.

Harry's P.O.V.
I walked out of the studio and slid my phone out. 1 missed call my phone read. I didn't recognize the number, but I saw they left a voicemail. I held the phone up to my ear as I walked to the car where the rest of the boys were waiting on me. "Um hello Harry. I don't know if you remember me, but this is Olivia." After that my heart stopped. The rest of the message a blur. I stopped walking and my phone fell to the ground. I found her. I found the girl I've been looking for for 4 years. I found Olivia.

I grabbed my phone from the ground not even checking to see if it was cracked. I dialed to number and waited to hear her voice. "Hello." She said plainly on the other line. "Olivia? This is Harry." I said biting my lip. "Oh hi! I thought you might've forgotten about me." She said monotone. "I will never forget about you. I have so much to tell you. Are you still living with your mom?" I asked eager to find out where she was and when I could see her. "I'm here now, but I live about 3 hours away from here." She said. "I'll be home tomorrow!" I said a little to excitedly. I heard Liam honk at me telling me to hurry. "I have to go, but I will see you soon Olivia! Don't forget about me." I said smiling. "Bye Harry. See you tomorrow!" I could tell she was smiling too.

I jogged to the car and hopped into the passenger seat. "I found her." I said to my myself looking out the window. "Who mate?" Liam asked driving to the air port. I didn't mean for anyone to hear me. "Olivia." I said looking over at him. "The one we wrote the song about?" Niall said joining the conversation. "Yeah. Her." I said smiling. "You never told us a lot about her. We have a long drive to the air port so we're ready to hear it." Louis said. "I met her when I was 10. We were best friends. Never left each other's side. We went through everything together. My dad died, then so did hers. It was tragic, and without each other I don't think either of us could've made it through. When I was 16 I left to try out of the X factor. I knew I would be back so that's what I told her. Turns out I made it further than I thought and everything got so busy I never talked to her, which was rude of me, so after things started to calm down I was too scared of her asking why I didn't call her. I haven't talked to her for 5 years and she called me. I found her." I said as memories ran through my head. "Does she live near you?" Liam asked. "7 minutes away." I answered. "Good thing you're going home for a month. You'll get to see her." He said smiling. He was excited for me. I loved my band members and a month without them might kill me. They're my brothers and I don't know what I would do without them. I dozed off to sleep thinking about the old days.

"Harry wake up were here." Niall said dragging his bags into the airport. We boarded our private jet and we're off. 3 hours and I would get to see her. "What if she's still mad that I never called?" I asked Louis. He was the only one not asleep. "Come on lad if she's still mad then maybe she's not the best friend. If she's held a grudge towards you that long then there's something wrong with her." He said plainly. "I don't know what I'm going to say." I said glaring out the window and looking down onto the world. I missed her. I missed her a lot. I decided to text her. 'I'll be home in less than 3 hours. Can't wait to see you! xoxo -Hazza' Before she could reply sleep took over me and I was gone. Dreaming of her. For some reason I just couldn't get her off my mind.