In Another World

Part 13

Meg's POV

After 3 weeks of almost complete peace, I take a plane to London. When I get off, Harry is there. He runs up to me, kisses my cheek and picks me up while in a hug. Like he missed me. He lets go of me and he stares at me. Is this real? He's smiling ear to ear as he grabs my hand and leads me to baggage.

He seems so genuine. I keep thinking that. It's not. But he's so happy... No, he seems so happy. Even to me. It's like the perfect relationship... the couple you have always thought will get married someday. If only they even knew...

Harry asks what my luggage looks like. I tell him that it's purple, and he almost immediately finds my bag and lifts it off the conveyer belt. We smiles at me as he lifts the handle up and rolls it to me. He takes my hand and we walk to his car.

In the car, it's silent. I want to say something... but I don't know what. Do I ask him about the premiere? Or the new album? I want to just make conversation but, he's not talking to me for a reason.

"So," He finally speaks up. "You will be staying in my guest bedroom in my flat, so people think we are sleeping in the same bed. And we are leaving for the premiere at 16:30. Be ready." His tone isn't harsh... it's plain and... flat. He has one pitch for the whole sentence.

"Okay," I say quietly. My voice came out more quietly than I wanted it to.

The rest of the drive is complete silence.

I use this time to contemplate things. Do I ask him if he felt anything?

I ultimately decide not to, right now at least. He obviously doesn't... I don't know why I keep thinking that. He's in love with his band member and best friend, Louis, not with me. He feels nothing with me. I'm just some prop in one direction's eyes.

What if he felt something, but is acting this way because he's against himself? He is not letting himself admit to it? He's keeping me away because he doesn't want me, really, but he knows there was something there.

Finally, after what seems like an hour in silence, we arrive at Harry's flat. He gets my luggage from the back and carries it in, while I bring in my carry on. He opens the door and immediately brings my things to the guest room. After he drops my luggage in my room, he shows me around, quickly. He just tells me which room is which and how to work the shower and things. He is being so cold and I have to say, it hurts.

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