Harry POV
The only sound in the car is the radio playing music in the background. I’m already out of Florida as the sign said about ten miles back. I see a sign that says there is a pay phone and I weigh my options.
Should I call and say I’m okay or just keep driving.
My conscious wins the best of me and I pull over. I don’t want to use my phone because they could track me and if they track this phone then they will find it in a middle of nowhere.
I grab the receiver and dial in my mum’s number. She would be the most worried out of all of them.
It rings two rings before she picks up.
“Hello”
“Mum”
“Harry!”
“Mum I just wanted to call and say I was okay and-“
I hear shouts in the back ground and I furrow my eyebrows.
“Mum who is there?”
I can’t make out who is talking loudly.
“Harry uh your management want to talk to you”
“No mum. I called so I could just tell you I’m-“
“Harry Styles! Where the hell are you?” our head manager says into the phone quite loudly.
“Uh I don’t know”
In truth I don’t actually know where I am. I just know I’m out of Florida.
“What do you mean ‘you don’t know’?”
“Uh I don’t know” I say again “Now put my mum back on the phone”
“Why didn’t you call on your phone?”
“Because I don’t want you to fucking track it that’s why! Now fuck off and give my mum the phone!”
“And if I don’t?”
I don’t give him another second because I’m already slamming the receiver back onto the… thing and walking back to my car.
I get in driving far away from that phone.
Fuck you management!
Hello sweet freedom!
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At Harry mum house 3rd person view
“We lost him” the lady with the computer says
“What do you mean you lost him?” Paul asks
“He hung up call was traced half way to the edge of Florida, but by now he might already be farther away”
Why would he leave? I don’t get it?
“Why wouldn’t he want to leave?” My conscious says to me.
Paul turns to the boys “Did he tell you where he was going?”
“No. I thought he was coming home” Niall says
“No I don’t know”
“Of course you don’t” I hear Zayn mutter
“What?” I ask
“It’s your fault anyway Louis, so stop playing dumb”
“How is it my fault?”
“Really Tomlinson?”
“Yes really Zayn”
Zayn jumps up off the couch and walks towards Louis.
“You broke him dam heart Louis. Why do you think he has been so distant! Hugh”
“I did-“
“Save it Tomlinson! You broke Harry in every way shape and form. I have notice, the boys notice, hell even the fans notice how he always looks tired. His eyes hold no emotion at all and just keeps to himself. I’m surprised he is still surviving. How can you be so selfish! You were with Harry but when the go and gets tuff you back out because you’re scared!”
“I’m not scared” Louis mutters
Zayn laughs with no humor
“You’re the most scarred person I have ever met. You can’t even stay committed. You know I have a poem that he wrote and threw away but I wanted to read it so I looked for it in the bin. I’m going to read it to you and YOU could see the damage you have done”
Zayn grabs his wallet and pulls out a crumpled piece of paper and unfold it.
He clears his throat.
“And I find it funny that
Every time I have the chance to
Think good and long and hard
I have a million things to occupy
My mind but
The subject of my attention
Is always you
(By no coincidence, I’m sure)
And I always think of you
Thinking of her
And it shakes every single battered
Piece of my heart and
Then
(With some degree of embarrassment)
I realize that I rattle just loud
Enough
For everyone to
Hear”
Zayn finishes “Wait he wrote a little on that did the trick for me”
“Meeting you was fate,
Becoming your friend was a choice.
But falling in love with you.
I had no control over”
“Hmm I wonder who these are about. Hu Lou. Who could that be?” oh I know the twat that broke him in the first place! I’m glad went off on his own. He needs piece for once and not people breathing down his throat and seeing you Louis. I hope you’re happy with Eleanor”
With that Zayn walked out.
Louis was left standing there realizing what he has done. He feels the tears prick his eyes.
“What have I done?” he asks himself
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Harry POV
I pay the lady at the front desk in cash. I grab my suit case and walk to my room. I just drop everything near the door and lock the door.
I see the bed and walk to it while dragging my feet.
I’m so tired.
I fall into the bed and kick off my shoes. I close my eyes and wish for dreamless sleep with nothing.
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