Gone

Chapter 10: NYC

The next two weeks were even better then the first week. Harry and I were young and in love and virtually nothing could stop us. We were ready to take on the world together and everything just felt right like for once in my life I wasn't alone. I didn't feel lonely anymore.

I was alone now though. On the bus all the boys were out at interviews and I decided to stay and write today. I was bored within thirty minutes of the time I spent alone. I got up in search for something fun. By fun I mean alcohol.

I got up and opened the refrigerator. There was no alcohol. I went to the cabinets and opened the rest of the doors still nothing. Ugh! I looked in Harry's bunk. This has been so far a failed mission.

I decided to go ahead and buy some alcohol myself. I got dressed. Which means I put on some jeans and one of Harry's sweaters. I left my hair down and grabbed my wallet and the pair of keys to one the various cars they keep driving behind the bus.

I got in one and headed on my way. I got to a near by grocery store and parked. I walked inside and walked to the alcohol section. I grabbed two 24 cases of beer, four bottles of tequila, six bottles of vodka, six bottles and white wine, three bottles of red wine, a bottle of burben, and a bottle of Scotch for my cooler days.

I wanted to make sure we were stocked for the next week or two. I walked down the candy aisle and grabbed a couple of candy bars and straws.

I walked to the check out line and waited. While waiting I caught sight of a magazine with my face on it. I walked over and grabbed it off the rack before returning to the line.

"Has Harry Styles decided to finally settle down?" I read the headline. It was a picture of Harry and me at a party. "Well then," I said to myself and threw the magazine into the basket.

It came to my turn to get checked out and the cashier looked at me like I was an alcoholic. "Parties for the holidays. I was thinking about making it byob but then I was like might as well by it myself," I made an excuse.

"Would you like anyone to help you bring these to your car?" She asked.

"Yes please," I said handing her the cash to pay for my groceries. A grocer soon appeared by my side helping me take all my bags to the car. We walked out together.

"You're an author right? The one dating Harry Styles?" The grocer asked on our way to the car.

"Yup," I said.

"He's a lucky guy. If I knew authors looked like you I would've read more books growing up," he said. I laughed.

"That's inappropriate," I said finally arriving at the car. I popped the trunk and watched as he put the bags inside.

"Why so much alcohol?" He asked once everything was in and he closed the trunk.

"I like to drink... a lot." I climbed in and closed the door. "Goodbye Mr. Grocer Man." I started the ignition. I drove off and back to the bus. I got there and brought all the alcohol inside unpacking it into the cabinets and refrigerator.

I grabbed a bottle of champagne and opened it. I grabbed a straw and stuck it inside and started to drink. I turned on the tv and flipped through channels.

I was half way through the bottle when the boys got back. I jumped up and gave them all hugs. "You got thirsty baby?" Harry asked sitting next to me and pointing at my bottle.

"Yea and I decided to get a bottle to restrain from boredom," I answered back. Liam walked over to the cabinet and opened it revealing the rest of my purchases. "Or maybe sixteen bottles," I said back shyly.

Everyone laughed. "It's good to know there's an alcoholic on board," Liam said closing the cabinet. I laughed that time.

"So where's our next stop?" I asked excited.

"We're on our way to New York," Niall said.

"Yay!" I jumped up. "Mickey's in New York. I could go and visit her! Great! When do we get to New York?" I asked excited.

"Um seven hours I think."

"Great, I'll be sleeping until then. I'm pretty drunk right now," I walked back to Harry's bunk and laid down. I knocked out almost immediately.

I woke up to Niall shaking me. I sat up and looked at him. "We got to go to the show Charlie see you later ok," he whispered. I nodded my head. I got out the bunk and looked at the time. It was almost eight.

The boys were gone and so I got ready to got to Mickey's house. I changed into some jeans and a coat. I put on my boots and called a taxi. It dropped me off in front of her New York apartment.

I walked up to the apartment and knocked on the door. A couple of minutes passed by until Mickey's mom opened the door. "Mrs. Kramer what are you doing here?" I asked confused.

She looked tired and sad. "Charlie what are you doing here?" She asked also.

"Um I kinda asked first. Is everything ok?" I asked concern now.

"Charlie I'm sorry to tell you this but Mickey's dead. She died three days ago in a car crash."

Harry's pov

"Boys you got ten minutes until the show," Paul said into our dressing room.

The boys sat around smoking and I plopped down on the couch and turned on the Tv. E! News was on. I rolled my eyes about to turn the channel but then I heard Charlie's name.

"And now is Charlie Walker cheating on her hot new bo Harry Styles? She was seen yesterday with a guy leaving a grocery store in Charleston, North Carolina. They were laughing and seemed to really be hitting it off. Does this mean there's trouble in our Charry paradise?" I couldn't take anymore.

"What the fuck?" I threw the remote at the tv. I stood up and walked out the room. "She's not cheating on me. She couldn't be. Right? No I got to call her," I started talking to myself.

I took out my phone and dialled her number. She wasn't answering. "Fuck!" I threw my phone at the wall.

"Harry!" Niall called after me.

"She's cheating on me Niall," I cried to him.

"Who mate?"

"Charlie. It's all over the news."

"I don't believe that man she'd never cheat on you."

"No Niall she did and now I'm the one who's fucking screwed," I pushed him against the wall, "I gave all my love to her and look how she fucking repaid me. This is what I fucking get," I snapped. I let Niall go and stormed down the hall.

"What about the show?" He called after me.

"It's fucking cancelled. I don't fucking care," I yelled back and left the venue. I went to the only place I could ever forget about Charlie. A bar.

I got in a taxi and told them where to go. I got there quick. I took about five shots then everything was a blur. I just know there was a blonde and lots of cameras and when I woke up, I was in a cheap hotel room and it was like four o'clock in the morning.

I was naked and so was the slut next to me. I looked at her rolled my eyes. I wasn't very interested in the girl next to me. She wasn't half as beautiful as Charlie. She almost disgusted me. I got up and got dressed, leaving as soon as possible.