Diana

Jay

'What?' Liam's voice has raised now, and I stay silent, not wanting to add anymore tension to this situation.

'What do you mean a couple of years Liss?'

'Its just-' I start, not being able to find the words to finish.

'Its what?' He asks, his coice saddened, but not shouting as Harry's would be.

'I can't cope there anymore. I've came here and I've realised that it's just a better life. A better way of living. Hot weather! Everything's just perfect!' I say. 'Of course, I don't want to leave you. But I've got you and your family and no future. My mum doesn't even want me!'

'Liss! You can stay with us. You're not alone. You've got me. You can't stay out there. Please, please come home.' Liam begs.

'Ill think about it.' I sigh, not sure whether thinking is a option at this stage.

'Please, please do. Call me Tommorow. Stay in touch, I've been worried.'

'Sorry.' I sigh down the phone, lying back against the headboard.

'What are you going to do now?' He asks.

'Im off to surf.'

'What? What time is it? It must be late.'

'Its 1am.' I tell him.

'What? You can't go surfing at that time!'

'I can! You see, over here, I feel free. I love Harry, and I can get over Harry, I can fight the addiction, like drug addicts fight theirs.' I don't even convince myself, let alone Liam.

'Well, be careful! Can you even surf?'

'Sort of!' I half laugh.

'I heard about you fainting.' He tells me. 'Why didn't you tell me?'

'I thought it was irrelevant.'

'Nothings irrelevant, absolutely nothing.'

'Thanks Liam! Your always here, and I'm so glad of that!' I smile as I speak down the phone.

'Your welcome! Stay safe! We don't want you having another accident. Actually, text me when you come back.'

The phone call ends at that, and I flick the tv on as I grab the wetsuit I bought down at the mall yesterday.


I let tears fall down my cheek, as I struggle with my Zip. I know if Harry was here, he'd do it. In his normal, seductive way. Which most of the time ends up in....

I try and erase the thought.


I miss him so much.


I inhale and exhale, trying to clear my mind of Harry. He's so addictive, and I can't help but love him. I do love him. I can't help it. I always will love him. I know myself that I will never get over this addictive pull.

I pull on my wetsuit, sitting down on the end of my bed to plait my hair and watch the news.

'One direction have hit it worldwide with their new single what makes you beautiful, selling millions of copies all over the world. The five lads are said to be planning a tour and a new album, but first of all will be travelling for a month or maybe more.' I look up, tying the end of my plait with a bobble. 'Harry Styles has recently hit headlines after splitting with girlfriend Diana Wilson who was loved by all fans. It's a shame new Sophie, isn't. Harry and Sophie have been caught out again on a dinner date, and Sophie being later snapped leaving the boys ''frat house'' the early hours of this morning. It is said he's been cheating? This whole time. Meanwhile, Diana has been spotted hitting the waves at Miami beach with some friends.' A picture of me in my pikini comes up. I'm not famous! Can people not see that! I don't want to be famous. 'Lets hope these young lads are a success, and aren't drowned in fame.'

I turn the telly off, wiping the tears I didn't even realise I was shedding.

I look down to my ring, and twist it round my finger. A promise ring. Do I take it off? Do I really want to forget him? I don't think I do. I look at the words engraved on the back, reminding me of my love for him, of how much I miss him. I remember this being given to me. I slide the ring off my finger and leave it on the bed side cabinet, before grabbing my phone, and a surfboard from the front path.

I run down to the beach, the waves wild, the sea care-free, it's current swirling vigorously, violently. I smile, breathing in the humid air that surrounds me.

I lie on my board, and let the water drift me away, where I Can forget about everything.




Harry's POV


I switch the tv off, zipping my case up. If only they knew I was forced into this. Diana needs to know I love her more then anything.

'Harryyy!' Her sick tone rings through the frat house. Does she not understand this is all fake? That I have a girlfriend? Is she still my girlfriend?

I fucked up this time. But she'll be back.

'Harry, we have to head to the airport!' She smiles, walking into the room, a tight skirt hung to her waist.

She needs to realise this is fake. She flirts with me when we aren't even infront of the cameras. Why am I even going along with any of this shit? Old Harry would have just beaten everyone up, and told them it wasn't happening.

I miss Lissa. I miss her so much. I am a absolute fool, but I'm too stubborn to actually admit it.

'Harry come on.' She smirks, picking up my suitcase.

My phone rings and I tell her to go wait in the car.

'But what about the cameras and stuff?' She asks.

'Fuck that.' I fling my hand in the air, and she walks out, a scowl plastered on her face.


-'What Liam?' I ask. 'Im on my way to the airport before you start.'

-'You might not want to come the airport Harry. Because I might end up beating you up. I am going to murder you. I swear, I wouldn't come near me.'

Liam wouldn't fight me. He's not got it in him.

-'What the hell have I done now?' I ask, rolling my eyes.

-'You don't realise Harry, do you? If you want to be a fool, that's fine. But don't drag everyone else down with you. I'm slowly loosing her, Harry. Just because you've lost her doesn't mean I have too.'

-'Speak fucking English, Liam.' I demand, pushing my curls off my forehead.

-'Don't swear at me Harry.'

-'Then tell me what the hell you are chatting.'

-'You don't know do you? Have you actually bothered to call her. Tell her you have a new girlfriend? I haven't discussed it with her. I'm pretty sure she thinks you've been cheating on her this whole time.' He tells me.

What the-?

- 'But I haven't.'

-'Well, the news says different.' He tells me, and I sigh.

-'So what did you call me for? What was the problem?' I ask.

-'Get down to the airport. Do not annoy me Harry. I'll tell you here. Your just a prat.'

He hangs up and I shake my head.

What's the matter now?

Why is the news spreading shit like this about?

I walk outside to flashing cameras and stupid assumptions of my ''split'' with Liss, and why I didn't walk out with Sophie. Louis is waiting in the car with Niall and Sophie. Of course, Linda made me drive Niall aswell.

'Who was on the phone?' Sophie asks.

'It doesn't matter.' My tone doesn't come out polite, although I try as I pull out of the parking lot.

'You alright, Haz, mate?'

'Fine.' I scoff, focusing on my driving.

After a hour drive to the airport and listening to Sophie rambling on, the boys are in view at the seating area. Liam doesn't look up, but Zayn smiles and waves.


'A word Liam.' I tell him, after saying alright to Zayn.

He stands, walking silently away from the rest of the group.

'What was it then?' I ask.

'You don't get it do you harry? You never will get it, will you? You really don't deserve someone like her. Someone who loves you more then anything!' I scoff at his words, shaking my head. 'Just because you've fucked up, doesn't mean everyone else has to deal with the consequences.'

'Spit it out.' I moan, impatiently.

'Harry, she's gone.'

'Liam, she might be gone for now. But she's not. She always comes back. Always.'

'Not this time.' He shakes his head, and I roll my eyes.

'Maybe it's best she does stay away. Rather then you thinking you can do anything and she'll always return. She's took enough of your shit, Harry. Your mood swings, denying the relationship. She's also encountered many times the feeling of betrayal. I mean, you always seem to be with some other girl?'

I stay silent, waiting for him to get to the point.

'Harry she called me..' He starts. 'Your wrong again! You think your so right. But your mistakes this time have caused suffering for everyone. She told me she's not coming back. That's she's going to stay away. Abroad.'

My heart begins to race, and I shake my head, telling myself this is not true.

'She comes back Liam. She always does.'

'Your wrong.' He shakes his head. 'I tried to convince her, and she said she'd think about it, but by the way she said it, I know that is not a option.'

'Liam, stop lying! Your being melodramatic!' I spit. 'Shes Lissa. She causes rumptions, and then returns.'

'Stop it harry!' He shakes his head, his hand flying into the air, telling me to stop. 'Shes done everything for you, you know? Everything. She ignores Niall. Someone she used to be bestfriends with. Someone I know she wants to be bestfriend with, as much as he wants to be bestfriends with her. Niall is mature enough to realise that Liss will never feel any different about him. I pity Niall. He's such a good lad, Harry. You don't realise. He could be there for Liss. Like I am. As a friend, and she hasn't had many of them recently. She might not be in Miami now, if you wouldn't have forbidden that friendship. She is such a lovely girl, Harry. Your lucky. But you put her through so much. I can't even remember everything. I mean, embarrassing her at parties, telling her you don't love her, screaming at her in public, and god knows what happened in that hotel room. I blame myself for leaving her with you! She didn't tell me what happened, but I could hear the pain in her voice. You slowly destroyed her, and she's finally snapped. After everything you done, all the warnings she received, she stuck by you. She wiped your busted knuckles, your bloodied face. She broke up fights, helped you with your past. She steered you away from alcohol, helped you make something More of your life. Everytime she seems to be getting somewhere, you throw it back in her face. Harry, let's face it. Her mum hasn't been there. You know how it feels not seeing your dad? She doesn't have a clue where he is, and he was the only one that was there for her. Someone in her close family that she truly Admired, someone she could count on to have fun with. You had your mum to rely on, your sister, cousins, relatives. Who does she have? She had you. Someone she could confide in. Liss is sensitive. She built walls of trust with you Harry, and you knocked them down, with one simple throw of your hand. Your irresponsible actions, cause everyone else pain.'

I shake my head at his speech, unable to move my mouth for once. I'm surprised I didn't interrupt.

'Liam, I can't.' I shake my head, the words finally coming out.

'You can't what? She's on the other side of the world watching you kiss another girl, love another girl. She doesn't realise anything. I'm not going to tell her. But what she believes is that you've been with someone else this whole time. Sophie is fake. You have to push your way through management.'

I shake my head, lost by all of this.

'Harry, it's up to you now.'

'But Liam, I hurt her.'

'Physically?' He asks, his eyes turning a darker colour.

I flashback to when I gripped onto her wrists, not letting her go. The way she winced, cried, pleaded for me to let go. But I didn't. I fed her shit, made her feel small.

'Harry, did you hurt her physically?' Liam's voice is raised now.

'No, well- yes.'

'What?' He shouts, pulling me into a corner when people look our way.

'We were in the hotel room, and well, I had hold of her. I remember now, i was hurting her. She was crying, pleading.'

'Harry, you didn't.' He shakes his head.

'I did, I don't know why. I was angry. Liam, I knew relationships weren't for me.'

'So, what your telling me now is you don't want to be with her?' He asks.

'Of course I do. I just don't know how to stop Liam. If I go back, I'll hurt her again. She won't forgive me anyway. I'm a angry person, more like a animal then a human.' I don't know why I am confessing to Liam. He seems To be the only person around. The only one who has a extra-close relationship with Liss.


'Thats for you to decide, Harry.' Liam shakes his head at me one more time. 'For her, I'll be with you. You have to ask yourself one question though.'

My mind ticks, full of confession, worry. I've admitted what type of a human I am. If human at all. I can't believe I done that to her. Hurt her.

'You love her, don't you?' Liam walks off at that.

That's the question.

I know the answer for sure.

Yes.

Of course I love her.

More then anything.

It's a love so deep, so addictive, it's almost impossible. Yet, it's real. A longing desire for her constantly. I can be in another room and I still need her next to me. She's someone I can confide in. Someone I know who will be there for me. But I've never been the same the other way around. I've broken promises, used her trust against her. I'm so addicted to her taste, her love. I don't know how I've coped these days since she's gone.

I know one thing for sure. I am going to try and get her back. She'll deny me, I'm sure. But I can't live without her.

I take a seat in the airport lounge, and watch the screen, still pondering what I should do, where I should be.

I appear on the screen, next to Sophie. Someone who actually thinks I love. It's fake.

Her hair is curled, her make-up covering her face.

Liss is beautiful naturally.

Sophie smiles towards the cameras, and my smile is gritted. Fake.

She's watching this. Watching this from wherever she is. Probably upset. More then upset.

I pull my phone out and dial her number. As it rings, I watch her appear on the screen. Her fluorescent pikini lights up the screen, and my eyes pop out of my head. This makes the longing more uncontrollable, stronger. She's smiling, laughing with the people I guess are her cousins.

Maybe she's over me. Sick of my constant mess. My constant lies, cheating. My game.

She seems happy.

The phone rings out, and i try and try again, watching as the reporter spreads bull-shit that Linda has probably fed.

Eventually, I hear her angelic voice on the other end. It comes out like musical notes. Elegant, soft, soothing.

'Liam, hey, sorry. I was surfing.' Her breath is hitched, and I freeze. I don't say anything. I can't. 'Liam?'

She must think I'm Liam.

I end the call.

She's over me? She's surfing? I thought she'd be wallowing in her pain. She's a weak girl.

I turn the power of my device off, and shake my head to rid what just happened. She's had enough of me. I've blew it.

I sit for god knows how long, thinking about her. About her red hair, her beauty. Natural, as it is.

'Last boarding too Kansas.' Comes the voice through the AirPort.

'Harry, get your ass over here.' I hear Zayn shouting me. 'We have to board.'

I look over to see the boys stood.
Niall doesn't look over, he keeps his sight towards the ground. Liam is picking up his cases, louis pratting around beside them all.
I look too see Sophie waving, Linda smiling and pointing to her, telling me I have to hug her or show some public affection.

I get up, trying to erase what's racing through my mind. I go to walk in the opposite direction to them, but Linda is by my side before I do.

She pushes me towards Sophie, and my lips connect with hers. She's cold. Nothing like Lissa. No electricity runs through me, and it makes the longing stronger. The problem is, Lissa is over me. I've blew it now, and I know full well I am not over her. That I never will be.

Sophie tries to extend the kiss, and I push her off me quietly.

She scowls, and I turn away, walking towards the gate number. I look over at Niall and he looks mad, staying Silent as usual. I remember he used to be so loud, not anymore.

'Niall?' I ask, and he looks over, his face surprised that I'm actually speaking to him.

'It doesn't matter.' I decide against starting a conversation up with him. What the hells the point?




Diana's POV



'I heard you go out last night.' Carol tells me, as we all eat breakfast around the large table.

'I went surfing.' I explain.

'Surfing?' She almost chokes on her fruit salad, and I nod my head. 'Do you not understand how dangerous it is? At that time. The waves could get high at any time and then you'll be stuck Diana. Please don't do it again.'

'I enjoy it.' I sigh. 'It takes some weight off my shoulders.'

'Whatevers best.' She sighs also as Lauryn and Nina join us in the kitchen fully clothed. They look giddy, yet worried.

'Whats the matter girls?' Carol asks, taking the words right out of my mouth.

'We are all sort of on telly!'

'What?' This time I nearly choke on my breakfast.

'Yes.' Nina explains. 'Well, not you mum. But us three surfing. Then us three at the hospital, and then you surfing last night.'

'When will they realise I'm not the famous one here?' I huff.

'Its doesn't matter Liss.' Lauryn smiles. 'We'll just enjoy ourselves.' I nod, giving her a thankful smile.

'Go and get dressed then how about we take you out? Maybe surfing then?'

'Sounds great.' I laugh, washing my dish, despite the rejections. I dress into a white summer dress which is netted at the top, and use the juju jellies Nina borrowed me.

I leave my hair down, not bothering to search for straighteners, just leaving it wavy.



We drive down to the mall, and Lauryn and Nina show me around the vast space. The weather is extremely hot, and I promised myself this morning I wouldn't wallow over Harry, so I keep myself focused.

I buy some swimwear and some new clothes, my grandmas money is slowly disappearing, but I'm just going to enjoy myself.

'We have three days left with you.' Nina frowns, as we walk alongside the beach, a icecream in hand.

'I know.' I let my bottom lip hover, and she sighs.

'Should we go surfing?' She asks, and I nod.

For some odd reason, the surf boards are already on the beach, maybe Carol dropped them there. There are plenty of people surfing, and I feel a rush as I strip off into my new pikini.

As soon as the water hits me, I feel alive again. I ride the waves, falling occasionally, but Learning from my mistakes the next time.

'Excuse me?' A small girl taps me on the shoulder as I am resting for five minutes on the beach.

'Yes, love?' I sit up, pushing my sunglasses onto the top of my head.

'Can I have a picture please?' She asks, her voice sweet.

'Pardon?'

'Your Harry styles girlfriend.' She smiles. 'My older sister will be jealous.'

I giggle, as the young girl hands me the phone. I look around, she seems to have no one with her. I feel a pain though, when she mentions me as Harry's girlfriend.

I snap a picture, and she hugs me.

'Thankyou Diana.' She smiles. She must be like five. 'Your very very pretty. Tell Harry I love him please?'

'Ill see what I can do.' I wink.

'Lucy! Lucy!' A man in blue shorts walks over, scooping up the little girl. 'What are you doing?'

'I was getting a picture Jay.' She laughs. 'This is Diana. She's famous.'

I wanted to correct her, but I stopped myself.

'Sorry about that.' The boy chuckles, his toned body tensing. His blue eyes flick from mine to the young child's. 'Im her brother Jay. I don't know how she knows who you are! She's a clever little one.'

'She is!' I laugh, shocked by the boys natural beauty.

'Your names Diana, I'm guessing?'

'It is, Jay.' Lucy nods, and I laugh again.

'You know a lot!' I chuckle, tickling the girl.

'Jay, isn't Diana very pretty?' Lucy asks her brother, tapping his toned chest.

His cheeks blush, and he nods.

'No, say it!' The girl demands.

'Your very pretty, Diana.' He smirks, and the girl claps.

'Anyway, we better be going. See you around, yeh?'

'See you around.' I wave to the little girl as they walk away from the beach.

I watch them disappear behind some people, and then turn to look at Lauryn and Nina gaping.

'Hes hot!' Nina shouts.

'Friggin' hell. He's smoking!' Lauryn adds.

I run into the water with them, hitting the waves again one last time before we return to grab a bite to eat.


He is hot but I have..

Why should I stop! If Harry can date then so can I!!

But I know I'm lying to myself. I will never get over Harry. Ever.