Promise

Chapter 37 - better now

HARRY'S POV:

"I'm not going to ask this again, calm down. Breath, and then tell me what you're trying to say." I tell Lisanne who is almost fainting in front of me. In a waterfall of words with sometimes a scream she is trying to tell me something. 

"Have you been drinking too much again? Okay, this is it, from now on I won't let you go by yourself at a party. Never again." I tell her and suddenly she stopped hyperventilating and she gave me an angry look.

"No, I'm not even tipsy. Allright maybe. But listen to me now. I'll talk slow." she started to talk a slow as possible trying to mock me for my slow talking. "I ... just... met.. Avicci.. his.. name.. is.. actually.. Tim.." 

"Okay, talk normally now." I cut her off. She laughs and hits me on my shoulder before sitting down on my lap. I wrap my arm around her and pull her closely. Giving Justin an anoyed look when he acts as if he had to purge because of it.

"So I met Tim, and he told me I had a good performance." she tells me but stops.

"And ?" I ask.

"Well, he asked me if I wanted to sing a song for his album!" she jumped up from my lap and started dancing and jumping.

"Sit down." I call her and she listens.

"Crazy kid." I laugh at her.

"You." she tells me and she puts on arm around my shoulder. 

I stare at Justin who can't seem to get his eyes off of me. It annoys me.

"Why does Justin always has to be around?" I whisper in her ear while I keep looking at Justin.

"He is my friend." she says and she waves at him. He waves back and gives me nastiest smirk I have ever seen.

"I don't like him." "But I do." she cuts me off.

...

*London This Is Us Premiére day*

I take my phone out for the last time, still no text from her. I know we decided to keep the contact as low as possible to make it easier to deal with it, but the split just isn't working for me. I have been preparing mysef for all the questions about her that I'm about to get, but I couldn't even try to prepare myself from when I'll walk into her. 

There are three possible things I might do, the first, with the most chance, I'll ignore her, just because I'm afraid to talk to her and burst out crying and ask her to take me back. That is also the second option. And the third is that I'll just kiss her. But I know I can't. So it will be the first option.

It is my fault that we decided to be just friends. Just friends after we had an argument about Justin for the millionth time. She never did something wrong, she kept telling me, I was the one who cheated on her, so she should have left me long time ago. That was she kept saying.

Then I told her, that maybe, if there was no trust, we could better seperate, "it will happen evetually right?" 

I remember the look on her face. "Really? That's how you deal with problems?" she said and she just grabbed her stuff and walked out of the room. I didn't have to think twice to know that she had climbed into Louis' bed and slept there. 

The next day when I woke she was gone. Not just to a store, but she was already on the plane to London. Just like that. She was gone. I had no time  think. I just acted as if I was cool with it. But I wasn't. I had the power to not text her for two days, but after those days I sent her like ten texts every hour. She didn't even reply. 

I thought she had already got me out her memory but when she replied with:

*Just woke up, thought you knew the timezones. I'm fine, I guess. Things a re weird. We should call.*