Loving You Again

Ch. 1: Prologue

5 YEARS AGO:

"I want to be somebody." Harry stared across the field of primroses and daisies, as his green eyes shined from the reflection of the sunset. I smiled softly as I went to move a curl that fell onto his forehead.

"And you will be Haz," I whispered as I placed my chin on his knee, catching his eyes. "Everyone will love you, who wouldn't?" I swallowed the sadness that crawled up my throat. Since we were little Harry's spirit was loud and full of life. His eyes were the window to his soul. Everytime I looked at them, I saw happiness and pure joy; his passion was obvious.

Harry has always had a voice, there was no doubt in that. When he sang there was a certain lull to his voice that gravitated you to him, the way he smiled made you feel welcomed and the only person on earth he wanted to focus on. It was one of many reasons why I loved him.

"I'm planning to go audition." I sat up in front of him and tried to keep my smile from disappearing. I knew for a long time what his dream was and I knew what this would mean for us. There was no doubt the judges would let him stay on the show, so what did this mean for us exactly? There would be no him and I anymore.

"I will be there every step of the way for you." I grabbed his hand and squeezed it. He smiled and went to kiss the back of my hand.

"You always have been Cass." His hand went to my cheek as his thumb traced my temple softly.

"Harry, I love you." I whispered as if saying it any louder would ruin the moment. It was him and I here. I wanted to stop time and relish in this moment forever. I knew that after tomorrow, he would no longer be part of this world, nor would I be part of his. I knew that making this move was something that would break both our hearts, but I could not hold him back any longer.

Harry and I have known each other since diapers. Our mom's have been best friends since university and they wanted their own children to one day become best friends, and little did they know their children would instead fall in love. We were inseparable growing up, and we always tended to gravitate towards each other. Our bond just kept growing until one day when we were ten, I kissed Harry under the oak tree outside my summer home.

I don't remember when exactly we put a label on us; it all just happened. There was never a barrier of friendship and relationship, they both just blurred into one at some point.

Harry would always say he would be singing in arenas full of people to share his music with, and I would always back his dreams up with even more dreams of him being the face of the U.K. I was his number one fan.

When Harry was sixteen, he went to audition but he decided not to because he was hit with a wave of panic and stage fright, or so he says. When Harry was seventeen, on his way to the audition Harry decided that he just did not feel like auditioning that day. Both were white lies he made up to everyone, but as someone who had been with him since we could remember there was something else behind those white lies.

Harry could not go to those auditions without knowing for certain that we would remain together. Harry knew that my dream was to study abroad in America, they had the best medical schools and our future always seemed uncertain. Although we could try long distance, it was a conversation we both always avoided. We didn't want to think of a world where we weren't in each other's lives.

"I love you Cassandra." I leaned into him as we kissed. My heart stopped; this was it. I had not told Harry that I had applied to schools in America and that I had already committed to a University in California. I was leaving next month to settle in before the start of the semester, and he was leaving tomorrow.

The drive home was silent, we both knew what was coming.The inevitable goodbye we both dreaded. Harry held my hand all the way home and I could only stare at it, there was a numb feeling on my chest. I felt him glance my way every once in a while, he could read me well.