Half A Heart

Chapter 22 - Harry

I re-read the text again, shaking my head and rubbing my eyes and looking again just to make sure I'm not imagining it.

"Harry? What's up, baby?" Kendall asks from next to me and I look up at her, seeing her slightly concerned expression. I shrug slightly, acting nonchalant. 

"Nothing, really," I say, reading the text again.

From: Taylor

I miss you...I'm in London if you want to talk - Taylor xx 

I shake my head and stand up, grabbing my suitcase out from the closet of my hotel room. 

"Harry, what are you doing?" Kendall asks and I sigh, turning back to her.

"I have to go home," I say.

"What? Why?" She asks, standing up and walking over to me. I sigh again, running my fingers through my hair.

"The person I love is there," I say and she looks at me with confusion.

"Okay, I get that you and Louis have this bromance thing, but that's taking it too far," she laughs slightly but I ignore her, chucking my clothes back into my suitcase. "So you can stop packing."

"I'm being serious, Kendall," I say and she looks at me with confusion. "This girl...I love her more than anything, she occupies my thoughts everyday like me and the lads occupy the minds of thousands of girls a minute...I'm sorry to say that that girl isn't you. She's in London...I need to go home."

"Are you breaking up with me?" She asks, her voice wavering and I sigh, stopping to turn to her. I cup her face and press my lips to her softly. She sighs, biting her lip as tears come to her eyes.

"I'm sorry, Kendall," I whisper and the tears break free, pouring down her face. I kiss her forehead before turning around to continue packing. I hear the door open and close before I let out a sigh, letting the smile take over my lips. 

Taylor.

~*~

I rush off the plane, happy to be back in London...happy to be in the same town as her. 

I walk out of the terminal, heading to luggage collection and looking for my simple suitcase. I find it quickly and start rolling it toward the main lobby, keeping my eyes peeled for Louis. I texted him as soon as we were allowed to turn our phones on again. 

I sit down in the waiting area, watching planes leave and land. My leg is bouncing in excitement as I drum my fingers on my still knee. Where the hell is he? Why is he taking so long? 

I look back toward the entrance and stand to my feet as I see Louis. I smile as I head toward him, weaving through the massive crowd to reach my best mate. He hug it out for a few seconds before we walk out of the airport together. We walk to his car and put my things in the backseat. I get in the passenger seat and buckle my seatbelt as he starts the car. 

"So, what's up with Kendall? What did she do?" He asks as we pull out of the carpark and I sigh.

"She didn't do anything," I say, shrugging. "I broke it off with her."

"What? Why?" He asks as we take many twists and turns through London, I can't keep my eyes off the streets, looking for a certain blonde.

"I didn't feel anything," I say and he nods. 

"Uh, speaking of feelings," he clears his throat and I look to him. "Uh, Taylor's in town." 

I smile. "I know, she's why I came back," I say and he raises his eyebrows at me.