Goodbye, hello

Chapter 1

It was a cold day here in England. You get that a lot here but sometimes I kinda like it. I can sit down and look at the snow falling for hours, just because it's so peaceful and it makes me feel calm. But not today...

I had this weird feeling in my stomach that something was gonna go wrong. I didn't know what or when, but I just felt like something bad was gonna happen.

It was 9.57 when I went down stairs to get breakfast when I saw a note on the table in the dining room. I went to go see what it was, it said:

'Alyx,

Went to see grandma.

Food is in the fridge. If you feel alone ask if Harry wants to come.

If something's wrong, my cellphone is always on.

Love mum'

Nice... Everybody left the house and now I'm stuck in this freezing place and they expect me to take care of myself all alone?! I get that seeing grandma has to be done but leaving your only daughter at home and not asking her to come with you to her favourite grandma is just rude. At least I can ask if Harry wants to come. I haven't seen him in such a long time because he has to play shows and go on tour all the time. He asked me if I wanted to go with him for a couple of days, but I said " it's okay, I'll wait for my prince on a white horse to come back from his amazing world tour that I'm super jealous of... " He insisted that I should come with but I told him to go and have fun.

Almost a year without the person you love and want to see everyday is really hard. I'm so glad my family and his family are so supportive of our relationship. I found a lot of comfort in his mum and step-dad. I really don't know how they handle it all the time.

When I was done eating my breakfast I put my dish in the sink and went to by room to change my clothes. I put on my Christmas sweater that my grandmother made with jeans and my combat boots. I brushed my teeth, combed my hair and went down stairs to check my phone if I had any missed calls. I saw I had 2 missed calls from Lola, my best friend, and 6 missed calls from my mum. " There must be something wrong..." I thought to myself. I called her back and on the first ring I heard my mum pick up with a soft voice.

"Alyx?"

" Yes, mum. What's going on? You called like 6 times...!"

"It's your grandmother... She.. She-" my mum started crying. Now I'm really freaked out!

"What's wrong with grandmother? Is she ok? Please talk to me!" My voice was starting to sound like my mums.

"She... had a heart attack... We called the ambulance but she didn't make it. I'm sorry, baby girl."

The line went dead. I threw the phone on the floor

I started crying hysterically. I ran up stairs to my bedroom. I fell on my bed and cried for 2 hours on end. I felt so numb like a part of me was missing, like my life didn't make sense anymore... I kept picturing her face. She always looked so happy, but a couple of hours ago she was in so much pain.

The doorbell rang, but I didn't want to get up. It rang again and again, and after a while it stopped. " I hate my life..." I whispered to myself.

I heard some weird sound, it sounded like little pebbles were thrown at my window. But I didn't see anything. It was quite for a while but then I heard it again.

Then it stopped.

I took a deep breath, but it didn't help. I was still crying and I didn't plan on stopping any time soon.

I heard a knock on my window. I stayed still and didn't dare to move. I heard three knocks and I knew exactly who it was. " Harry..." I whispers to myself. I turned around and saw his gorgeous face, but when he saw me, his face turned into something I didn't see much. Sadness, concerned and a bit guilty, which I didn't understand. I stepped out of my bed to open the window so he could come in. He climbed trough it and closed it when he was inside. When he turned around he looked into my eyes and I started crying again. He ran to me and wrapped his strong arms around my waist. I fell in his arms and kept crying.

"Ssshhh... Ssshh... It's gonna be okay! Shhh..." He whispered.

"She's... she's dead..." I told him in a shaky voice.

He lifted my chin and looked in my eyes.

"Who? Sweetheart, tell me what's wrong?"

"My grandmother had a heart attack this morning. They called the ambulance but she died."

"Come on, let's go lie down."

He picked me up and I put my legs around his waist. I immediately felt safe with him here. He put me in my bed and wrapped the blankets around me so I wouldn't get cold. He laid next to me and wrapped his arms around my waist and held me close. I turned around so I was looking at him and he gave me a kiss on my nose. My crying finally stopped and I felt a lot better when he was here.

"Harry?" I asked

"Mmhm?"

"When did you get back?"

"About... 10 minutes before I got here. But I have been standing outside your house for 45 minutes. I was starting to think that you were mad at me..."

And again he had that strange look of guilt written all over his face. I didn't get why so I thought, why not ask him?

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"... Nothing" he answered.

"You now you can tell me anything? When you came in you had this guilty look on your face and now you have it again!"

"It's not important right now. Just try to catch some sleep, you look really tired."

"Goodnight Harry, thank you for everything. You really are the best. I love you!"

"Your welcome sweetheart, and I love you to! Goodnight!"

Harry was soon asleep but I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking about my grandma, my mum and my dad. But the main thing I was thinking about: why did Harry look so guilty? did he do something? or worse, did I do something? all of a sudden I heard someone whisper talking.

It was Harry.

"Romy..."

Who the hell is Romy?

"Alyx, Alyx, don't go! Please!!!"

He started crying and sweating like a pig. I was freaking out and I didn't know what to do, so out of fear the only thing I thought about doing is waking him up.

"Harry... Harry... HARRY!" I tried to wake him up.

"AAAAH!..."

"What happened? You're sweating and crying!"

"Nothing... Nothing..." He kept repeating. "I... Uuhh... I have to go!" He said and he got out of the bed and started walking to the window.

"Wait! Harry! Where are you going?" I asked.

He looked at me and I swear I saw a tear roll down his cheek.

"I can't do this anymore... I have to go!" He whispered

" I don't understand!"

"We'll talk tomorrow."

And with that he was gone. He said he would call me the next day but he never did. I waited and waited but no calls from Harry. I tried calling his cellphone, but he didn't answer. I called his home but his mum said he wasn't there but he wouldn't be gone for a long time. I tried to call Louis but he said it was best for me if Harry didn't speak to me for a while.

I was broken.

And so was my heart.