When He's Gone. (A Harry Styles Fan-Fiction)

Chapter Three ~

I need to stop moping around. I have laid in bed and cried for three full days. He wouldn't want me to be like this. He'll be happy on tour, so I should be happy that he's happy right? Maybe I was holding him back all this time, maybe I attached myself to him that much that he felt trapped, like he couldn't escape or didn't want me to get hurt through rejection. Leah you're being irrational here. I guess so.

I roll over in my bed, as my phone calls. Checking caller ID, it's Avery, and I instinctively answer with a yawn. I sit up, propping myself up on my elbow.

"Hello?"

"Hey girl! I've missed you How you been?" She hollers down the phone, definitely waking me up.

"Honestly not that good, Harry's gone on a two year tour" I reply, with a frown. I hear her sigh.

"Let's go shopping today then?! I heard those male models are in town today for the calendars, I think we can totally pull them"

"Hm, fine, what time and where " I sigh, knowing there's no point at all I arguing. There probably is no male models but that girl will do anything to get me to go shopping.

"Yay! The usual, we'll have our coffee before going on the high street to shop"

"I don't know what to wear" I get up out of bed, walking over to my wardrobe, scanning the contents. Avery knows my wardrobe inside out, my secret fashionista.

"Hm, I went to the shop for chocolate before, and it's alright, so I'd say, that crimson laced skater dress, with your black blazer, black laced scarf, with tights and your ankle boots" She over analyses my things way too often.

"I didn't even know I had half of that stuff" I chuckle.

"I'll see you at eleven, now get showered and dressed , oh and use that black Gucci handbag I bought you for your birthday a couple of weeks ago" she orders me, and I shake my head smiling.

"Yes ma'am , see you soon" I say before hanging up. I scowl, that girl expects too much of me sometimes. I pick out the dress and ankle boots, setting them on my bed before taking my phone off charge and jogging out of my room, and down the stairs into the kitchen area.

"Morning honey, how are you?" My mother gives me a sad smile, knowing how I was feeling, or trying to understand how I was feeling, one of the two. I put some waffles into the toaster and turn to my mum.

"Eh, I'll be fine, can I go out with Avery today? She wants to take me Christmas shopping"

"Of course darling, how much-" but she's suddenly cut off by my phone ringing. I tell her one second and answer it.

"Avery chill! I have the outfit and every-"

"It's Harry" His husky voice sends a shiver down my spine.

"Harry!" My face lights up and I begin to grin. My mother's smile widens a little at my new-found happiness.

"Hey baby girl, I miss you" He gushes, and my heart warms. You know when you have a crush and everything they do, for example making time to talk to you, gives you butterflies and makes you warm inside? That's how I feel except it's not a crush. He's my best friend and that would be silly...wouldn't it?

"I miss you too Haz! How's tour?" I ask, perching in the edge of the counter, swinging my legs slightly.

"Eh, it's boring at the minute, all stupid sound checks and making sure the choreography fits on the stage, stupid stuff like that, it would be better if you was here"

"I wish I was there too, though that does sound boring, how is Taylor?" I ask through gritted teeth. He knows she is a touchy subject for me.

"She's uh-great" He answers awkwardly. I press the button in the toaster making my waffles popup, and I catch them, beginning to eat them.