Taken (A One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter Thirty-Four

Hey guys!!

So, how’s your day been?

I’ve been going through a series of mood changes these couple of days, mostly depression.

But yeah, I guess I’m at my best mood during weekends.

I won’t continue to bore you guys out now so I’m just gonna cut to the chase.

Happy Reading to all!

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I blinked my eyes open as I try to adjust my eyes to the light. Harry was still holding me in his strong, muscular arms, obviously still fast asleep. For a moment there, I forgot about what was supposed to happen today. Just for a second, I thought we’d be spending another day together.

Then realization hit me like a freaking brick, straight to my face. They’re leaving. TODAY.

I shook lightly Harry so he’d wake up.

“What time are you supposed to leave babe?” I whisper.

“Noon..” he says as he blinks his eyes to adjust with the light.

I move a little so I could reach for my phone which was on the bedside table behind him.

It was already 8.

“Let’s go get breakfast..” I say as I sit up quickly.

Harry moans.

“Babe, we’ve only got less than 4 hours together…” I remind him.

He moans louder this time.

“I don’t wanna go..” he mutters looking at me sadly.

I swallow the tears.

“Well, it doesn’t look like we have much of a choice..” I whisper, afraid that if I make my voice louder I would crack and…I wouldn’t stop sobbing.

I waited for him to get up. When he finally did, we walked downstairs, hand in hand, to the kitchen. I didn’t want to let go. I seriously didn’t. And I sense he didn’t want to either because his grip didn’t loosen.

“Good morning guys..” Britt says as Jane smiles at us, putting breakfast into 4 individual plates. I assume she was trying to be cheerful for us but it was obvious in her voice that she felt sad for us.

We both mumble our response as we sat down, me next to Brittany. I got my plate and let Harry’s hand go. We ate in silence.

After breakfast, Hazz went up to my room to get ready while I stayed in the dining room with Jane and Britt.

“So..you went here because you knew this was gonna happen..” I tell Brittany. I know that it was true, I just wanted her to confirm it so I’d actually believe it.

“Basically, yeah.. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you earlier Allison..” Britt says.

“Yeah, Harry kindly told us that he wanted to be the one who’d tell you..” Jane continues.

I nodded because I didn’t know what else to say. 3 weeks sounded like months.

I made my way upstairs because I didn’t want to stay there with them in a complete awkward silence.

By the time I arrived at my room, Harry just walked out of the shower.

We remained silent and I was thankful for that since I didn’t know if I could muster up the energy to talk. I went straight to the bathroom and took a shower because there was no way in hell that I wouldn’t go with them at least before they leave.