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The ride to the after party was silent. I wasn't mad at Taylor I just knew what she said was true. I was a mess. A wreck actually. But how do I leave him behind? These past two months without him have been worse than the words we exchanged and low blows we through. I think I forgave him for that the minute I started missing him, which was about three minutes after he left my house in L.A.

Harry and I met three years ago at a charity event in Africa. He was so generous and fragile with the kids that I actually got nervous when he would look my direction. By the end of the trip he had me wrapped around his finger. So everything after that gave me a heart attack. There has been endless times throughout our relationship where Harry would ask me to make it official, but titles freaked me out. But now I know that the pain is the same as it would be if I had just told him that I would be his girlfriend.

"I am sorry, I wasn't trying to be rude," Taylor broke the silence and my train of thought.

I looked at her while she was staring out the window of the cab. "It's fine, I mean I wasn't mad at you. It just scared me a little," I sighed in her direction.

"I scared you? I am not scary... was it my face?" she asked looking confused and I just sat and laughed waiting for her to catch on to what I actually meant. "Oh, oh I see. Yeah I guess that would be scary. I mean looking at you guys was like nothing ever happened between you. Liam texted me like 'wtf' we had no idea what happened."

"I don't know what happened. It felt like so right, but I know that we can't be together. He wants or he wanted me to be his girlfriend," I said," that really creeps me out."

"Well," Taylor said and I knew that she was going to say something I might not want to hear. "How do you think he feels? He has loved you since you got off the plane in Africa."

"What that's not true," I said swatting my hand in the air.

"It defiantly is, it was so funny watching him react around you," she laughed, "anyway, to fall in love with someone and stay in love with them for years and to have something so simple as a roadblock like this in your way. I imagine it is hard for him. I seen how you were when you guys went your separate ways. What about him?" she paused and looked over at me, "I guess all I am trying to say is that together you guys are perfect, but apart, its a sad sight to see."

I nodded to what she was saying. I never really looked at it like that. He spent two years loving me without a title. And that is all that he wanted. Suddenly I felt ridiculous. If I had just trusted that Harry was not going to hurt me, he hasn't in the two years we weren't dating, why would he while we did date?

We pulled up to the hotel and there was paps and fans everywhere.

"It was a bad idea to go without security," I said shaking my head as we walked through the crowd. Surprisingly we weren't attacked.

"That wasn't too bad," Taylor said once we got inside the hotel. "I am going to go look for Ellie, come find us when you're done?" She said questioningly.

"When I'm fond what? Can I just come with you?" I asked her. Taylor was four years older than me so I always found myself asking her things and looking up to her like a big sister.

"Well the boys just pulled up," she looked past me at the doors. When I turned around there they were. All four of them. "See ya," Taylor said walking into the party area leaving me alone.

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••••••Harry's pov•••••••

"Hey Ana," Liam said as we entered the hotel. I smiled looking at her.

She had changed her outfit thank goodness because the dress she wore to the award show was slightly heavy to carry. She now has in a white two piece set on and her hair was now on top of her head but I can tell she probably did that because it was falling in her face.

"Hey Liam," she said with a big smile. She hugged him then Niall and Louis. They caught up while I stood there awkwardly watching. I didn't mind though I was used to it. Her and the boys got along so well you'd think she was apart of the band.

"You wanted to talk?" She said as the boys attention was now on a woman I have seen before but I can't recall her name.

"Yeah," I told her nervously. "Want to go to the bar?" I asked and she nodded.

I followed her into a crowded room full of people I had spent my night celebrating. Some were dancing most were standing around talking with one another. Then there were some that were so drunk I couldn't even tell what the hell they were doing.

"So how have you been?" Ana asked sliding up on a bar stool. A waiter poured a glass of water and she sipped it effortlessly.

"Good, you know it's weird being on break with the boys though. It will be nice to have some time to do what I want and have time for them," I told her hoping she would get my hint.

She looked around almost like she wanted to see if anyone was listening.

"And what is it that you want?" She leaned in closer to me.

I thought about telling her I was wanting to do some traveling or maybe sitting on my ass for 18 months but really I just wanted to spend every second with her.

"Honestly?" I asked her.

"Honest is the best policy," she laughed and I couldn't help but press my lips into hers.

He lips were warm but gave my chills somehow. I missed this. I missed her so much.

She pulled away and just stared at me but didn't say anything. I didn't know if k should say anything so I just sat and waited.

"Do you want to get out of here?" She spoke and I found her words refreshing.

"Yes."

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