A Drop Of Blue [One Direction: Harry Styles]

Chapter 6

~Harry's P.O.V~

The tough girl was so vunrable right now. She looked sad and weak. Somewhat lost and hurt. Looks like Michael is a touchy subject. Something shone in the moonlight and I noticed her having two rings on her fingers and a chain hanging down from it.

"What are those?" I blurted out the question and pointed to the rings. She looked at them and then held the chain out for me. I took it and held to golden rings in my hands. One was bigger then the other. I looked inside it and my heart dropped.

MJK, the one for me.

ANT, the one for me.

The first one was in the smaller ring and the second was in the bigger ring. Micheal Jones Kingston, the one for me. Aqua Nina Teasdale, the one for me. They were a couple?

"Were you dating?" I asked her as she eyed the rings in my hands.

"We were engaged. Those are the rings we wore to show we bellonged together." She nodded to the rings. I handed them back to her and she put it on her fingers again.

"You were engaged at such an young age?" I asked her, quite surprised.

"Yeah. We were always risking our lives, so you never knew when one of us might die and he beat me to it. That's the main reason I went back home. We promised, that if one left the other went home. If we were both still alive after three years we would get married. He died after two." She was looking down the whole time.

"I'm sorry for your loss." I said and she nodded.

"I'm going to his funral in June. In four months. I'm going to get an award there. It's in Washington. I'm meeting the president. I'm also meeting the Queen of England in a month, to get more awards. I'm honored to get them and all, but I didn't do what I did to get awards. I did to honor the lost, my brother and help out the best I could. I don't see a point in giving out awards all the time. Think about the people who doesn't get one and never gets one, they will fell sad and disappointed. I just can't say no to those people, if it was someone not so important, I wouldn't have taken it. I would've told them to give it to a person that needed it. I can live without it." She said and looked up at the star. Her blueish hair flew in the wind as she swinged back and forth.

"Well either way, congratulations. You must've done something amazing." I said and she giggled.

"Nothing biggy. Why did you come out here?" She asked me and then layed back. These swings are made out of tires, so you can either have your legs in them or not. I moved my but to the front and then layed down like she did. It felt pretty awsome.

"Because I felt like I had to. Sounds crazy, but that's how I felt. Also, you looked very upset and I'll admit, I hate seeing you upset." I told her honestly. I looked over to my side and saw her looking at me already.

"You're a lot like him, you know. You have his curls, talk the same way and you're just as awkward and playful." She gave me a warm smile, so I returned it to her.

"You must love me then, since you love him." I grinned widely. She giggled and then turned back to the stars and closed her eyes.

"Thanks for coming out here. I would've probably bawled my eyes out if you hadn't come after me." She said and I nearly zoned out her voice cause I was to busy watching her lips move.

"Oh.. uhm.. Yeah. Y-you can always talk to me." I said ande mentally smacked myself. I'm stumbling and stuttering now!? What the hell, Harry. What the hell! Not smooth...

"Thank you. But I'm not even staying with you on tour. I'm going with the band. You have three busses remember? One for you, one for the band and one for the crew." She reminded me and I frowned. I was hoping she would stay with us...