Life Saver

Not you again

~Harry~

"Brady, Please... Just listen to me for a minute. Please!" The boy pleas, she brushes past him, completely ignoring what he is saying.

"No. Leave me alone!" She says, making her way through the sea of people boarding the cruise ship. Her blonde hair swishes as she walks, the heal of her combat boots clicking against the ramp leading to the boat. The boy stand still, shocked at her response.

"You'll regret this, Brady Gwen Thomas. I promise you that!" He yells angrily into the crowd. She doesn't turn around, but instead holds her thumb up.

"Don't make promises you can't keep!" She shouts sarcastically before disappearing onto the boat. The boy turns, walking away and getting into a shiny new Porsche. He pulls out, driving away fast.

Well then, someone's not in a very good mood.

I tug my suitcase behind me, making my way onto the huge ship myself. A hand grabs my forearm.

"Have fun, Haz." Louis murmurs. Liam's eyes divert to the ground as Zayn awkwardly scratches his neck. Niall chuckles for no good reason, causing me to crack a small smile.

"Unlikely, but I'll try." I mutter back.

"It's for your own good, Harry." Liam states reassuringly.

"I don't get why I can't just stay with you guys." I reply, trying to persuade them to change their minds.

"Because Harry, You need to get out of the house. Sitting in your room, crying all day isn't going to bring her back." Louis explains. Anger pumps through my veins as I drop my suit case and clench my fist. I press my finger to Louis' chest angrily as I speak.

"Don't you think I know that? I know I can't bring her back. I tried. She won't come back, Lou..." I growl angrily at my best friend. "And I'm the reason why." I whisper. The boys stay silent, un aware that they're confirming the blame.

"We'll see you in a week, Haz." Zayn murmurs sadly. I nod, looking at each boy before picking my luggage up off the floor and walking toward the boat. I turn back when I reach the top of the loading ramp, watching as the boys walk back to the van. I sigh, turning back around and entering the boat.

~Brady~

I groan, trying desperately to get my large suitcase to fit through the small doorway to my room. I place my right foot on it, pressing as hard as I can.

Nothing

"Dang it! Why are these stupid doorways so stupidly small? It's so STUPID!" I shout, earning displeased looks from the people walking by. I give them a sarcastic grin, mentally telling them to mind their own business. I give the bag another angry shove, resulting unsuccessful.

"Ya know, if you turn the suitcase sideways, it fits better." Someone says from behind me, taking it upon himself to flip the suitcase on its side and carry it into the room. The boy sat it down on the bed, turning to me and smiling triumphantly.

"Thanks for all your help, smart Alec." I grumble, lightly pushing past him. I make my way to my suitcase and open it, shoving things into drawers. He remains standing there. "You can leave now!" I state quite bluntly. He chuckles a bit.

"Do you know who I am?" He scoffs, now it's my turn to chuckle.

"Sadly, I know exactly who you are, Mr. Harry Styles." I groan. He smiles cheekily.

"Want me to sign something for you, Sweet heart?" He says flirtatiously. I roll my eyes.

Is he for real?