Resistance (Harry Styles)

Chapter 14: Uh-oh

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Aishwarya's POV

I punched in Eleanor's phone digits into my phone to call her but it went straight to voicemail, like the last nineteen times. After hearing the news flash on celebrity one, I knew she needed me here, back in London. All I needed right now was to talk to her, give her support, if only she'd pick up though.

"Kindly leave a message after the beep," I heard through my iPhone and angrily tossed it back into my handbag and proceeded towards the taxi stand of the arrival aisle of London airport. I pushed my luggage trolley to stroll over to the booking desks and paid for a cab, straight to her place.

After reading all they had to say about Eleanor's supposed abortion and sugarscape's comment about her admitting to the claims, I had to come back. Even though a little selfish part of me wanted to stay back in Cape Town, I couldn't.

"Here," the cab driver nodded at me in his British accent. "I got this."

He towed away my trolley towards the back boot while I settled myself in the car seat. I fished back for my phone and dived straight to google, once I had it unlocked. I searched for Eleanor Calder in Google News.

An unknown source claimed Eleanor Calder had an abortion without having told her boyfriend of two years, Louis Tomlinson, anything about it.

Following this were images of the medical reports that made the blame stronger against her, though I still didn't believe it. I knew the lengths that Directioners could go to, to prove something like this. But what caused the ground to slip from beneath my feet was Eleanor agreeing to having done that.

In a press conference held two hours ago, Eleanor Calder confirmed to the reports of her abortion going around.

Sugarscape website announced, that made me shut google, close my eyes and rest my head against the seat.

I didn't know why I was reading the news over and over again. I did expect all of this to magically vanish, but it just wouldn't. It was there every time I searched online or otherwise in my news feed. Each word I read was painful and I didn't want to think what effect it would have been causing on Eleanor or Louis or worse, on their relationship.

The car ride was smooth and I was at her doorstep, in no time. I rang the bell and waited for her to open up. I knew the first thing I'd do was hug her and then we'd talk it all out, but to my surprise, it wasn't Eleanor who opened the door.

It was Harry.

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