The One That Got Away

Chapter 42

Harry's POV

"Your back!" I hear Niall say from the other room.

"Yeah. " I now hear Zayn chuckle. "Where's Harry?"

"In his room. " Niall Irish accent responds.

"I'll be right back. " Zayn says and I hear footsteps approaching my room.

There is a knock at the door and I say 'come in' before Zayn enters the room.

"Hey Harry. " He says walking close to where the chair I'm sitting in is.

"Hey mate. " I respond. "What do you need to talk about?"

"It's about Arianna..." he responds.

I instantly think about the bad things that could have happened to her.

"What is she ok?" I ask.

"Yeah she's fine..it's about something else. " Zayn bites his lip nervously.

"Then what is it?" I ask.

"It's about..her uh....boyfriend. " Zayn looks up at me.

I scoff before responding, "What about her boyfriend?"

"He uh....the reason I went back to Holmes Chapel was because I wanted to see Savannah and because I wanted to see how Arianna was doing with...stuff she's been going through." Zayn sighs.

"What has she been going through?" I question.

"He boyfriend....he uh.." He shifts uncomfortably.

"He what Zayn?" I ask slightly frustrated.

"He...passed away. " He switches his gaze to the floor.

"He what?" I ask.

"He died Harry." Zayn says.

"How?"

"Him and Arianna got in a car accident...he got in a coma and he died. Arianna's fine though. She and his sister were in the room when it happened. " Zayn tells me.

"So when uh..Justin died, Arianna and his sister were in the room?" I ask.

"Yes. " He sighs.

"Zayn why the ell didn't you tell me?" I almost yell

"Because you were happy for Arianna! We didn't want to tell you so you can start calling we nonstop! She didn't need that!" Zayn half yells now.

"We?" I question.

"We as in the boys" Zayn responds.

"I can't believe you guys didn't tell me!" I get up.

"Arianna didn't need you calling her a million times okay? She didn't want to deal with you saying how sorry you are." Zayn says

"Well I'll be calling her now. " I say snatching my phone from my bedside table.

"No Harry! She doesn't want to talk to you. She doesn't want to be bothered with you!" Zayn yells and my heart almost stops.

"I don't care. " I say dialing her number.

After two rings, I get her voicemail. I call many other times and she keeps ignoring it.

I finally give up and throw my phone onto my bed.

I guess she really doesn't want anything to do with me.

Arianna's POV

"Who's calling you?" Savannah asks.

"Harry. " I press ignore.