Living With No Direction

35. Void

"Harry Lad, are you alright?" Zayn called out from the other side of the door. Louis, Niall, and Liam behind him.

"Harry, open the door," Louis said. Harry just sat there a bottle of vodka in his hand and a bucket in from of him. The contents of his stomach into it, leaving a bitter taste in his mouth. He stood up and stumbled towards the door flinging it open.

"Hello Lads" Harry hiccuped before falling forward, Zayn caught him and picked him up placing him in a chair.

"What happened? and where is Clara?" Liam asked.

"Clara was here?" Niall said surprised. Liam nodded at him.

"Why did nobody tell me?" Niall complained. The four of them ignored his comment and turned back to Harry.

"She's gone" Harry mumbled.

"What?" Liam asked, not hearing what Harry said.

"She's gone, alright, she left, because of me, now she probably will never talk to me again!" Harry yelled frustrated.

"Hey, relax just tell us what happened," Liam said calmly.

Harry sighed, running a hand through his hair, "I slept with Kendall" He said. The boys looked at one another before looking back at him.

"How did that happen?" Zayn asked after a long pause.

"I don't really remember I was so drunk, I messed up so badly" Harry cried hiding his face in his hands.

" Maybe we could fix this where is Clara?" Niall said.

"It's too late, I dropped her off at the airport an hour ago" Louis pipped up.

"What?!" Harry screamed.

"Why would you do that?" Harry yelled, he grabbed Louis's shirt and pinned him against the wall.

"Hey, Hey, stop it," Liam said, pulling him off of Louis.

"It's not his fault, he just listened to what Clara said after you messed up, you might still have time to catch her if you leave now," Liam told him. Harry calmed down and apologized to Louis before running out of the room and into the first cab he saw.

Harry ran into the airport searching for her flight. When he finally found the entrance to the plane he stopped to catch his breath, the lady at the desk looked at him weirdly. "Are you alright sir?" the lady asked after looking at the door to the plane.

" I need to get on that plane," He said with jagged breath.

"I'm sorry, sir, but once the door is closed it can not be reopened," the lady said sincerely.

"You don't understand the love of my life is on that plane and I need to get her back," Harry told her.

"I truly am sorry sir," the lady said.

Harry sighed and walked away, but he ran back and banged on the door, "Clara?!" he screamed.

"Security" The lady yelled into her microphone. Within few seconds to guards took Harry down tasering him. They placed handcuffs around his wrists and brought him into another room for the strip search.

"I'm sorry about that Mr. Styles" the head security guard said to him as they exited the room. He took the handcuffs off of his wrists.

"It's fine," Harry said, rubbing his wrists.

"I hope you find her" the chief to him before walking away. Harry walked back to the lady at the desk, this time the lady had a bottle of pepper spray in her hands.

"I just came to apologize," Harry told her, holding his hands up in defense.

"Alright," the lady said, placing the spray on the desk.

"Are there any more flights for L.A?" Harry asked.

"Yes, but not till tomorrow because a storm is on the way," the lady told him. Harry knew he couldn't leave now, his fans needed him. He sighed and walked away from the desk. He decided to let her go, he loved her so much, but he knew that the damage was done.

Clara sat in her airplane seat, looking out the window as the plane took off. Millions of people below one of them being Harry. She made Louis take her to the airport, she couldn't handle being in the city anymore, and she couldn't get that image of Harry and Kendall out of her mind. Kendall was only trouble, and she knew something like this would happen eventually, but she trusted Harry not to do anything with her, but she was wrong to trust him. She thought her love was enough for him, she felt worthless, was he lying to her this whole time, who knew how long they were seeing each other.

Clara wiped away the tears rolling down her cheeks and threw her head back and closed her eyes. It would be six hours till she got home so she needed to make the best of it.

"Miss, are these seats available?" someone asked her. Clara opened her eyes to see a young lady. Her blonde hair falling onto her shoulders, her eyes bright green. A little girl next to her, and almost an exact copy of the young lady only smaller.

"Yeah, sure," Clara said.

"Thank you very much," The lady said, sitting down on the outside while the little girl sat right next to Clara. She smiled shyly up at her, which Clara returned the favor.

"She's your daughter?" Clara asked the young woman.

She chuckled before replying, "No, she is my little sister" the woman said.

Clara felt bad for assuming she was her daughter, "Oh gosh, I'm sorry-" the woman smiled, cutting her off, "It's alright people assume that a lot" she said.

"I'm Natalie, this is Olivia, " Natalie said, holding a hand for Clara to shake.

"Clara, it's nice to meet you both, " she smiled.

"Likewise, and congratulations, " Natalie said, referring to Clara's stomach.

"Thank you, " Clara smiled, rubbing her stomach.

"Nat why is her stomach so big?" Olivia asked her sister.

"Olivia doesn't be rude" Natalie scolded.

"It's alright, I'm going to have a baby, a little one hopefully as cute as you" Clara smiled. Olivia giggled and blushed.

"Thanks, Lady," Olivia said. Clara smiled down at her, her mind suddenly running on her own sister. It's been four month's since she had seen her sister, and there was a void in her heart. She needed to see her, but she had no idea where she was. For the rest of the ride Natalie talked to Clara, and she was very grateful for the distraction.

Final chapter people. The epilogue is next. It will be up soon, hope you have a wonderful day. Bye lovelies.

-Tay