Four

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Harry's POV

My flight from London to Seattle was one of the shittiest nine hours of my life. I didn't want to take an overnight flight because I would get there early and will have to wait for Tessa for another six fucking hours. Instead here I am taking a 6 am flight. I couldn't sleep last night. Well for the last ten days. And I couldn't call her. I know she won't answer. I was nervous as fuck to go to Seattle. What if she is there with fucking Trevor? What if she yells at me? What if she ignores me altogether? I count all the possibilities but couldn't come up with a single solution.

I said goodbye to my mom last night. She was upset that I'm "leaving again" but deep down I know she wants me to go get Tessa back.
Robin was with us also. He spent the night at our house. And I didn't want to wake her up at 4 am to tell her I'm going. I know she will cry and hug me uncontrollably. She will be upset but I will call her later.

When we landed, it took me all the patience to not call her. Fuck, why does it have to be this complicated?

I texted Christian instead asking for his address and he texted back immediately. I'm dressed in fucking dress pants and a button up shirt and I hate it like that. I fucking hate formal occasions. You'd better talk to me Tessa.

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When I knock on the door, it seems more like pounding. I can't wait any longer to see her. She is the fuel to my soul and I need to get her to forgive me or else, I'm fucking screwed.

When the door opens, I run past whoever opened it to the living room. My eyes scan the place but there is no trace of Tessa. I rub my eyes, maybe it's because I haven't slept in a while. I look again scanning every face but none of them is my Tessa's. I see fucking Trevor and other co-workers that shoot me some glares but not her.

I stand there as I feel my knees weakening little by little. My vision blurs and I feel a burn in my chest, a gulp growing in my throat and tears threatening to fall down...

Fuck. Not here.

"Harry" A voice calls from behind. "I didn't know you were coming" Kimberly says behind me.

I storm out of the room looking for the bathroom. When I finally find it and close the door, unwanted tears stream down my face. I sob like a child. The pain I'm taking is unbearable. Where is she? Fuck. She's either with Zayn or Liam. Goddam it. Why does this shit happen to me?

After sinking in my tears for what seems like hours, I decide to put my shit together and get out.

"Will you marry me?" I spot Christian kneeling in front of Kimberly as I enter the living room.

Are you fucking kidding me?

Claps and laughter fill the room and I had to be reminded once again of marriage.

I could almost swear they're fucking doing it on purpose.

I take a drink from a near table and it smells of vodka. Fuck if this is going to ruin me. I don't give a shit anymore. Why isn't she here? I didnt even consider it as a possibility.. I'm losing it it as I feel the warmth of the drink burn my throat.

I know where I should go now. I shouldn't but hell I am going there. My mind races with my heart as I make my way to the airport..

A/N: Some of the events are similar to the original ones I know. I'm not stealing them. Just reusing them ;)
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Anyways, this chapter is short but this is the second update today. So I hope it's fine and you enjoyed it.

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