You're My Destiny - discontinued

Chapter 46

*unedited*

Beth's POV

After my unexpected performance, which I probably never would have done on my own accord if it were not for Harry's encouragement, Harry insisted to walk me to the train station. I told him it wasn't necessary since I know he had a plane to catch and an angry bodyguard calling him at five minute intervals.

"I want to spend as much time with you as I can," were the exact words he said, and my heart is still swollen after ten minutes of the amorous statement.

As we make our way to Flinders Street, I tell him about my upcoming exams. I have four left. Maths and biology tomorrow and psychology and business & enterprise after the weekend on Monday. I have already studied heaps for my exams tomorrow, and have plenty of time on the weekend to study knowing Harry won't be here anyways. He tells me about his whole tour and how thrilled he is to do the last shows, but at the same time solemn that the tour is coming to an end. He tells me about America, Madison Square Garden, Europe, O2 Arena, Ghana. His life sounds so much more exciting and fulfilling compared to what I had told him and I find myself longing for the life he has. Life filled with constant music, performing, travelling and being an inspiration for other people. I'm sure there's plenty more places he's been to but our conversation comes to an end when we reach the train station.

"I wish I didn't have to go," he says when we approach the station, after telling me a story of a seven year old boy from Ghana who was so full of life despite his living conditions, and as he tells me the account his eyes glisten with compassion.

"Me too, but you will be back right?" I ask hopefully as he intertwines my hands with his, resting his forehead on mine in the middle of the surprisingly unfilled street.

I don't pull back this time. If this is the last time we will be this way for two days then I will allow it. Besides, there is not that many people paying attention. I know two days is a short amount of time, but knowing myself I would not be able to stop thinking about him.

"As soon as possible," he responds, making this goodbye less painful, but not by much.

I think back to when I first met him, when I first agreed to become friends with him. I warned myself not to get too attached to someone, because in the end when they inevitably leave my side I will be miserable. But I totally ignored my warnings to not let anyone get to me, and now here I am clinging onto Harry's t-shirt with my arms wrapped around him, not wanting to let go. But I do, because I have a train to catch and Harry has a plane to fly.

I loosen my grasp and drop my arms to my side, but Harry keeps his hold on me, only getting tighter.

"Harry we have to go," I tell him, my voice slightly strained from his grip around my ribcage but I don't care. Nothing feels better than having his arms around me, warming every bone in my body.

"But I don't want to," he whines, his grip loosening only enough for him to lean back and see my face.

"I know, I don't want to either," I bite on my lower lip. My intense emotions are overpowering my most rational thoughts, stirring up unsettled feelings. I feel like I'm losing control of a very manageable situation. I'm pouring out too much to him. I really need to watch what slips out my mouth. "But my train is coming in a couple minutes and you are going to miss your flight if you don't leave soon," I tell him.

"Okay..." He says, probably sensing the change in my tone. "Just be careful at that guys house and if anything happens just call me okay?" He warns me, although he has no reason to.

"What are you going to do, fly across the world just because 'something happens'?" I say sarcastically, chuckling to myself.

"Yes," he says in a casual tone, making my laughter come to an abrupt stop.