Harry's POV:
The look on Riley's face was worth the world.
I would have stopped there, but I had way more coming.
I don't care what people say when we're together.
You know I wanna be the one to hold you when you sleep.
I just want it to be you and I forever.
I know you wanna leave.
So c'mon baby be with me
So happily.
It's four A.M. and I know that you're with him.
I wonder if he knows that I touched your skin.
And if he feels my traces in your hair
Sorry, love, but I don't really care.
Cause we're on fire.
We are on fire.
We're on fire now.
Yeah, we're on fire.
We are on fire.
We're on fire now.
(One, two, three)
I don't care what people say when we're together.
You know I wanna be the one to hold you when you sleep.
I just want it to be you and I forever.
I know you wanna leave.
So c'mon baby be with me
So happily.
So happily.
One, two, three, four!
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
We're on fire now.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
We're on fire now (we're on fire)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
We're on fire now.
I don't care what people say when we're together.
You know I wanna be the one to hold you when you sleep.
I just want it to be you and I forever.
I know you wanna leave.
So c'mon baby be with me
So happily.
I don't care what people say when we're together.
You know I wanna be the one to hold you when you sleep.
I just want it to be you and I forever.
I know you wanna leave.
So c'mon baby be with me
So happily.
I strummed the last chord and Riley's eyes welled up with tears.
People stopped what they were doing to crowd around us, and even employees came out of the shops they were running.
There was absolute silence.
Then my phone rang.
I picked it up.
"Hello?" I never broke my gaze with Riley.
"Hey, Har. We just had a meeting with the boys and they said you were on vacation. We're going on tour for three months!"
My jaw dropped.
I turned away from Riley, my back to her.
"Excuse me?"
"We just booked a tour, for three months," Simon repeated.
I felt a prick behind my eyes.
What?
Riley.
Our relationship.
Niall.
Greg.
Kylie.
Everything went black.
Riley's POV:
I watched as Harry turned away, answering the phone.
It was so sweet of him to do this.
"Excuse me?" I heard Harry say.
In seconds, I heard a crash and watched Harry fall to the ground.
I yelled and ran to him, cradling his body in my arms.
"Harry!" I shrieked.
His eyes were closed and his body was lightless.
I pressed my ear against his chest, and heard a loud thump.
I sighed of relief.
I pulled out my phone.
As I dialed 9-1-1, I realized, how many times had we called this number on the vacation so far?
Harry's eyelids fluttered, and I heard in my ear, "9-1-1, what's your emergency?"
Harry opened his green eyes, looking at me hazily.
"Nothing, sorry. My fiance fainted a minute ago. He's okay now."
"Bring him to the nearest hospital to be checked out," the operator said sweetly.
"Okay. Thank you."
I shut off the phone and Harry looked up at me.
"What happened?" He asked, looking at his now smashed guitar, broken from when he fell on top of it.
"You fainted." I said simply and I saw in his eyes, the memories from a few minutes ago come back.
"I'm going on tour," he whispered.
I looked at him. "For how long?"
"Three months." He spoke barely in a whisper, but I could hear his words loud in my ears.
I nodded and got up, leaving him lying on the ground.
He got up quickly, standing behind me.
"You're not mad, right?"
"No, no," I said. It was his fault.
And I walked into the nearest bathroom, and sobbed.
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Lovin' Styles
FanfictionRiley Wynter is a normal girl. Dirty blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and a curious nature (plus some sassy remarks across the way). Her family encourages her to try out for X Factor - and surprisingly, she makes it. While she is in this competition...
