We'll Never Be The Same

Part 9- Home

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I'm finally home. After the plane landed, I quickly hailed for a taxi because I was really tired and wanted to go home. As soon as I got home, I was really exhausted, so I slept for another two hours before deciding to get up. I was hungry so I headed for the kitchen. When I opened the refrigerator, there was nothing but chips and coke. I love this refrigerator!!! I got a pack of chips and soda, and pranced to the living room, like a hypocrite doing her daily exercise. I just sat there and television surfed. It was fun while it lasted because in the next few days, were back to shooting. While I was searching for a worthy channel, the doorbell rung. Who could it be? I suddenly became self-conscious, I was only wearing a sport shorts and an oversized sweatshirt because it was my most comfortable garments for home. I dismissed the idea of running upstairs and changing into a fancy dress and just slowly approached the door. Good thing the door has a peephole because I am not opening the door if it was Zayn. I saw curly hair outside. Really curly, thick hair, which means only one thing, Harry. I opened the door,

"Harry what are you doing here?" I questioned him.

"I got an earlier flight than the others... Why did you run off like that!!" Suddenly he realized I was standing infront of him and remembered I left without saying goodbye.

"I'm sorry, Harry. It's complicated. I was asking you a question. Why are YOU here?" He looked at the ground, hiding his face.

"Nothing, I just want to go home earlier..."

"That's so unreasonable."

"No really. Do you have something to eat? The food on the plane was undeniably gross." He asked me.

"Actually, I'm all out of food. Just chips and coke. Why don't we eat at a restaurant?"

"Sure. I'll wait for you."

"OH my God! I'm so sorry, I was not inviting you to come inside while having this whole conversation! SORRY!!" I apologized again for three more times.

"Don't sweat it. NOW can I come inside? Because I'm still standing on your doormat."

"Sure. Wait for me on the couch, I'll just change."

"Be quick. I don't want you having your girl rituals or whatever you call them. Remember, this is not a date. You don't have to look like a Goddess." Harry informatively stated.

 I did what I was told. I did not dress that fancy, just decent looking. And I did not apply much make-up, just lipgloss and eyeliner. I was wearing a navy blue skinny jeans, and a blouse with my converse(I did not put pictures of the outfit because I want you to imagine what she should have weared)

As I hurried down, Harry was watching t.v. 

"Oh my God!! A girl who actually just consumes 10 minutes to get ready!!" He shouted in a childish way.

"Shut up! I just remembered you saying 'this is not a date'." I said, making air quotations to emphasize.

"Fine. Let's go. We'll take my car." He opened the door for me as we walked to his car.

HIS car was an audi. A car every man, at least, wishes to have. It was quite stylish, looks modern and oh so beautiful. Who cleans this car? It looks to me like it sparkles. To whoever cleans Harry Styles car, Amen!

We arrived at a small restaurant, just a few miles from my home. It was right next to a highway. How come I didn't notice this before?

As we got in, there were just a few people. Kids playing with the toys they brought, parents chatting with each other. We were actually the only teenagers. The waitress was actually old, like 50 and up, but Harry knows her.

"Hi, Nancy! I haven't been here for a while now. Is it still good?" He asked like they were old friends. Maybe they were old friends.

"Oh, Harry, it's much more better!" She chirped happily. She made me smile. When other people are happy, I'm happy  I show I'm happy because I don't want to ruin it for them.

Now, Harry faced me. "What would you like to eat?" He asked me.

"I don't know the food here Harry. Why don't you order for me?" I complained. He drove me here and I don't even know the restaurant's name. It was partly my fault because I'm unobservant, and partly his because... Nevermind.

"We'll just take my usual order whenever I come here, Nancy." Harry nicely said. 

"Okay, I'll ba back after a couple of minutes."

Within this few minutes, we talked about our lives. What was our best, our most embarassing, and then it came to the topic, who broke you heart. (A/N:Drama guys!!! :D)

"Seriously, who broke your heart?" Harry asked me. Good thing the food came out. It was served for us. The 'usual' order of Harry was marinated chicken which was grilled with corn and carrots, and to top it off a mashed potato. It looks good, let's wish it tastes good.

Silence wrapped around us, only fork clattering on our plates, the family with kids alreay left, Nancy cleaning the table. The questionde remains unanswered.

"Juliette. Who broke your heart?" Harry sincerely asked. Here we go.

"Harry, you are the only person who will hear this from me. If you say this to other people, even your bandmates, I will deny it and make sure I will never talk to you again. Got it?"

"Got it." Harry asjusted himself which indicated he was ready to listen. I started,

"It was Zayn."

"Zayn, Zayn Malik?" He questioned.

"Yes. And no wuestions while I speak ok?"

"Ok. Continue."

"It started when he said he was going to audition for the x-factor. At first, we were both very happy and excited, we made preparations. What song he would sing for the audition, what he would wear, everything. Then it occured to me, if he got all the yes he needed, he'll go to boot camp. Which means he'll leave me. I'm confident that he will never forget or abandon me because we made a promise to each other. We would never forget. Soon, he got all the yes, and headed for boot camp. A few months passed by, your group was formed. Then, you were eliminated. I thought he was going straight back home. But he didn't. On an interview, the host asked him, is there someone special on your life? His answer was no. Meaning, I was no longer special. I thought he was kidding around. But time passed, days, weeks, months. No one came back. I no longer know him. I was abandoned."

I had tears streaming down my face now. Our food cold because of me.

"I'm sorry, Juliette. Don't worry, I promise I'll always be here for you." He assured.

"Harry, please don't promise. I'm really not that good with people letting me down. I don't handle it nicely. Please, don't promise something you can't do." I said inbetween sobs.

"I can do it Juliette. I promise." He raised his pinky. "Pinky swear?" He asked me.

I raised my pinky and intertwined it with his, "Pinky swear."

"Idiot." I whispered to myself. I made it a little louder so Harry could hear. HE smiled his big, joyful smile, and we started to eat in silence. 

"Who's the idiot?" He asked me.

"Oh, Juliette, I forgot to do something."

"What?" I asked him, curious.

"This." He brushed away a teardrop on my cheeks.

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Sorry for a really long hold. KILL me now! I'm kidding. Please don't come to my house and kill me. Anyway, it your way or the highway. Bye Guys!! Stay beautiful!!