Harry’s POV
I sighed as I sat down next to Louis on the plane.
“What’s wrong curly?” Lou asked.
“Nothing Lou,”
“Come on, you’ll forget about her when you’re in the club and have to choose between two other girls,” Zayn said.
“I don’t know about that,” I admitted looking out of the small oval shaped window.
“You’re never going to see her again mate,” Niall chimed in. I turned to Niall and hoped he was joking, he wasn’t. I got up and walked to the back of the plane. I sat down quietly, trying to brain storm ideas for me to go to LA more often. Or somehow for her to come to England. I tried thinking of as many ways as I could, to just be there for Katherine. I started feeling weaker and weaker. Since I only got four hours of sleep, it was catching up with me now.
Katherine’s POV
I sat up straight, un-gripping the steering wheel. “What was in the towel?” played over and over in my head. Harry always seemed to be a step ahead of me. I walked in to the house, and started my journey up the stairs.
“Oh great you’re back,” Amy said stopping me. “You want to come school shopping with us?”
“Sure,” I replied walking in to my room.
“We’ll be in the car,” Amy told me.
“I’m just going to be a minute,” I reached for my bedside table. As I heard Amy’s footsteps walking further down the stairs I slowly pulled the drawer open. I squeezed my eyes shut and dropped my head.
“Are you coming?” Lizzy asked. I nodded and quickly wiped away my tears.
“Yeah, I’ll be down in a minute,” I said clearing my throat. I closed the now empty drawer and walked out of my room.
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Fighter |No Longer writing|
Fiksi PenggemarKatherine has suffered from depression for a long time now. With her brother gone off to war to fight the people who took their mothers life, her depression only gets worse. When a certain boy band stays at her house, one member seems to hav...
