CHAPTER 9.
-HARRY'S POV-
*FLIGHT 196 IS NOW DEPARTING*
Great. I thought. It was Saturday morning and don't get me wrong I'm excited to go see Astrid but since the incident I haven't texted back or returned her calls. Was I being a dick? Yes I was. But I felt guilty for what I did. Was she right? Was I really a womanizer? No. Of course not. It was just a drunken mistake. But either way I had to face it. Maybe i'll just wait after auditions to let her know.
I was now on the plane. Waiting to take off...
-ADTRID'S POV-
"Sweetie don't cry. Everything's fine. You already talked to his mom, she said he was doing fine. Don't worry about him probably his phone broke down or something?" Ashley rubbed my back as I let all my tears run down my cheeks.
"Ashley. I know he's fine but why won't he answer my txts or calls? He's suppose to come down to London today. How am I suppose to know he arrives safely if he won't even reply. Is he hiding something from me? Am I not good enough for him?!" I cried even more.
"No no! Don't think that. Your beautiful! Just wait till tonight maybe he'll call you? Just chill out for a second. Everything will be fine. I promise." She finished with a smile.
"What am I doing? What am I doing here crying over a guy that acts like he doesn't care for me." I was now angry.
"Now now Astrid don't see it that way. Calm down. How about we go out for a cup of tea? Omg how about we go out to eat! I know I great place!" She said with excitement.
"How about we rent some movies, you order the food, and we go out to buy some ice cream?"
"Anything to keep you smiling like that."
"Thank you so much for everything." I embraced my cousin into a tight hug.
"Okay well let's get that. I'm starving"
"I agree."
-HARRY'S POV-
Only 5 hours to go. I thought this plane needed to go faster. I spent most of my time on my laptop watching some movies I downloaded but mostly slept. Now I had 5 hours to spare. I checked my phone. 68 text messages from Astrid. And 53 missed calls with 8 voicemails. I felt guilty. I checked through the messages.
'Hey babe!'
'Babe?'
'Are you okay?'
'Harry is everything fine? Why aren't you answering my calls?'
'Harry I'm worrying about you.'
'I miss you.'
And so on.
But one certain txt caught my attention most.
'Did I do something wrong?'
No. I did. And I don't know if she'll ever forgive me for it. I felt like a total dickhead having her worry like that for me. I missed her too. And listening to the voicemails she left me broke my heart. She sounded broken. And the last 2 voicemails she left me sounded as if she was crying. If I ever made her cry I would hate myself for that. After listening to all voicemails 2 or 3x over I went to my pictures.
That's when reality hit me.
I didn't deserve her. She deserved better. Looking at all the pictures seeing her bright smile, those big brown eyes of hers light up with happiness. Maybe I didn't deserve her but you can tell in her eyes how happy I made her. A couple drops went down my cheek. I made her happy. But I also made her suffer. I loved this girl. And I can't let her go.
-ASTRID'S POV-
After 3 hours of laughing at the movies we watched we got a bit tired. Ashley fell into deep sleep. I decided on picking up the house since it was a mess! I felt guilty after seeing it. I picked up all the left over food and stored into the fridge after that I picked up the empty ice cream containers and potato chip bags and threw that away. After I was all done cleaning I sat back down on the couch and checking if I had gotten any reply from Harry. None. I went to my text messages deciding to Text Harry again. Then I saw 'Read' under the last text message I had sent him. Great. He reads them but doesn't reply. What was going on with Harry. It's not like him.
"Astrid?" Ashley broke into my thoughts?
"Yeah?"
"Are you still worrying about him."
"He read my text."
"See! He's doing fine."
"He didn't reply Ashley."
..........
"Do you want to go out? Lets go clubbing!"
"I'm going up to my room."
I didn't want to be rude and turn her down like that but I just didn't want to be bothered.
*bzzzzz*
My phone started buzzing.
Without looking at the contact I answered.
"Hello?"
"Babe. It's Harry. I'm in London."
"Ha-Harry? Your here? In London!?"
"Yeah I came around 8 in the morn-"
"Do you want me to pick you u-"
"No babe. I'm at Louis' house. Can we hang out tomorrow? I'm bringing the guys over so bring your cousin so we can all introduce each other?"
"Yeah. But Harry can we meet up somewhere right now? I need to talk to you."
"Yeah I was just going to ask you to meet me somewhere. Do you want me to pick you up?"
"Umm yeah."
"Okay be ready in 20 min."
"Okay babe. Ill see you later."
I ran down the stairs to let Ashley know I was leaving for a little bit.
"Ashley! Harry arrived to here just 10 min ago or so. I'm going over to his friends house. Ill be back around midnight."
"Okay have fun. And you know where to find the extra key"
As I told her that I ran back upstairs to change into something more appropriate as I was in my shorts and a tank top I put some black skinny jeans with a plain white v- neck tshirt I put my white converse on and let my hair fall down my back. It was naturally straight so I left it without doing anything to it. I had my make up on so all I had to get was my Chapstick and wait outside for harry.
From: Hazza<3
'Babe I'm outside. xx'
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*A/N*
What will Harry & Astrid talk about? :o Hope you enjoy this crappy chapter sorry I was rushed thanks to my bestfriend! Btw you guys should check her story's out WritewithLovexx she has amazing writing skills!! Well this chapters to her ;)
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-Alejandra xx
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