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fall break sneaks up faster than you'd expected, days blurring by since that whole ordeal that landed you in the hospital.
outside, the trees stand stripped bare, limbs stretching out against a pale sky, empty and raw—just like you feel inside.
you've got supportive friends, even ashton's steady presence. but there's still something missing. or maybe, someone.
for weeks, harry's been distancing himself, not only from you but from the entire group, and you can't shake the feeling it's your fault.
he won't even look at you in the hallways, choosing instead to focus on the dark-haired girl always clinging to his side.
sometimes he'll even pull her into a kiss as soon as he spots you nearby, making a show of just how much he's not thinking about you.
you can't say what happened to make him act like this, but you're starting to realize how much you hate seeing him with someone else.
head resting against the cool glass of liam's car window, the weight of a realization sinks in.
it's always been him.
your breath catches, and liam glances over, raising an eyebrow. you only shake your head slightly, brushing it off as you stare out at the blur of passing scenery.
you're en route to the airport to pick up an old friend.
"you're good, yeah?" niall's voice comes from the backseat, his hand reaching to rest reassuringly on your shoulder. you manage a small smile, glancing back at him.
"excited for you guys to meet calum. he's been there for me through some rough times back home."
niall and liam exchange a quick, knowing look in the rearview, but they don't press. instead, liam nods.
"any friend of yours is a friend of ours."
as you pull up to the arrivals area, you scan the crowd eagerly, your pulse quickening as you wait. things hadn't exactly ended on the best terms with calum.
after the mess with your dad, he'd practically moved into your living room, getting permission to stay overnight whenever you needed him.
you spent so much time together that he eventually admitted feelings for you, right before you left for holmes chapel.
but you couldn't go there—not after everything that had happened. you hadn't been ready to trust like that, not with the pain your father left behind.
"oi, is that him?" niall's voice cuts through your thoughts, and you follow his gaze to see the familiar kiwi boy, grinning when he spots you.
for a second, you're glued to your seat, but then you're out, running toward him, laughing as you jump into his open arms.
