I Can't Change {harry styles 1D}

Chapter 8- Gone

Allo, wazzup peeps (sorry I'm feeling especially weird today.) I hope you liked the last chapter and I am very pleased to continue! Preapre yourself guys.... Prepare... I love you guys and thanks so much for reading!!! I LOVE YOU I REALLY DO I LOVE YOUUUU!

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INDIE'S POV-

Candy and I ran inside the house, slamming the front door and jumping on the couch.

'What if Ari knows we saw her with Harry? Should we just tell her?' said Candy, freaking out.

'No way! Just be cool, okay? Everything will be-' I started to say, but I got cut off by the front door swinging open. How on Earth did she get back so fast?

'Hey guys! What have you been doing? Sorry, they took forever to um.. Make the umm... Coffee,' Ari said, grinning from ear to ear, biting her lip. She was such a bad liar.

'Oh we have just been chilling, watching TV,' Candy responded, playing with her hair nervously. There was a long pause.... A really long pause. You literally feel the awkwardness.

'Hey, we went down to the cafe to see you because we got bored and you weren't there. Where were you?' I asked, hoping to get Ari to confess.

'I.. Uh... I had to... I just went out for a stroll, get some fresh air you know?' Ari stuttered, her smile immediately disappearing, her face going red. 'I better go, I'll be in the shower. I'll be right back,' Ari said running to the bathroom and slamming the door shut before mumbling, 'Shit.'

'Well... That didn't go as planned,' I sighed turning to face Candy.

'Let's just forget about it, she will crack eventually,' Candy shrugged, grabbing some popcorn. By the looks of it, it seemed we were having a movie night tonight! Or Candy was just hungry again, as usual...

**** Two days later ****

ARI'S POV-

It was 1am, and I was awake. Why you ask? It was the last day I had with Harry, in Sydney at least, and I couldn't take it. I couldn't sleep, I was dizzy and my mind was basically a mush, and that just made things one million times harder to lie to my best friends.

I didn't want to think about anything else right now, the only thing on my mind was Harry. Harry and his smile, his voice, his lips, his hands... All that's left for me to do is just lie here and think about our memories. Our endless list of memories that make me smile, but brings tears to my eyes now that we won't have them anymore, now that he is going. Like the endless times we would sit in each others arms and watch cheesy romantic comedies. The memories of us at the beach, kissing underwater, playing in the sand like 6 year olds, acting like the whole ocean was ours. How we would talk on the phone for hours on end, craving each other's touch, craving each other's kiss. The times where I would go to his room, feeling like shit and he would just hold me in his arms and all my worries would wash away, I felt safe. And the times where we would just talk about absolute nonsense and realise that the whole day has passed by... This was going to be the worst 5 months of my life. Yes, 5 full frickn months. I wanted to say goodbye to the boys as well as Harry, considering they are like my brothers, so their management agreed to let me come on the drive to the airport and drop me home afterwards as well.

Their flight leaves at 5am so they should be coming soon, considering how long it takes them to get past the mobs of screaming girls. I put on my favourite pair of skinny jeans, a lacy white top and left my long brown hair naturally flowing down my back. All the boys had seen me tired enough to faint so I wasn't going to bother with all that makeup crap. Indie and Candy would tend to wake up at around 6am, so I was screwed. There was no way I could lie my way out of this one.