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

Chapter Nine~

Chapter 9-

(Leah)

I was confused more than anything now. Did he want me back? Or did he just want me to think that? I sigh heavily, looking around. The boys had gone to rehearsal, Niall offered to take me with him but I said I'd just stay here for a while. I need some sort of stress relief. I should never have come in tour with them. I should've taken being left behind as a sign. Before I could even contemplate the negatives of calling Chris, I dial his number and within two rings he answers.

"Hello?" His sleepy voice echoes down the phone.

"Chris I'm ready" I state, biting my nails.

"You want to dance now?" He asks, I nod but then realise he can't see me and tell him yes.

"I'll sign you up for contemporary and hip hop, they'll suit your style"

"Alright, thanks Chris, text me later with times and stuff?" I ask, I needed to do this. I stopped dancing when Harry got signed, so three years ago maybe more. I used to compete nationally with my team, but I dropped it so I could spend more time with Harry.

"Sure, see you later Newbie" he chuckles hanging up. He'd always called me 'newbie' from the day we met, I never did ask why. But it stuck and he called it me ever since. Chris was a choreographer I met in LA last time I was on tour with the boys, I took a class that Harry signed me up for and Chris said I had potential, told me to stick around. But obviously I couldn't. Now he's hit the big time, he's professional now and has classes all over Europe and the United States. Oh and Australia.

I couldn't get the kiss out of my head. It's the first time we'd kissed, if it was in a situation other than this and I was single then sure, I'd have loved it. I'm not really sure where me and Niall stand right now. It all started out at a plan, but things changed, I don't know when why or how.but they did. Maybe he was what I needed to get over Harry? Maybe I really did like him. Why did things have to be so damn complicated?!

I go into Harry's room, knowing it was where he kept his acoustic guitar. I'd have used Niall's but he likes to use it for rehearsals. I clutch it in my hand, pulling the pic I always keep in the back of my phone case (A/N I do this in real haha, always got a pic in my phone case) between my teeth. I sit back down on the sofa thing, with my legs crossed, and begin to play Teardrops on my guitar by Taylor Swift. Half way through the song, I realise.... I'm singing one of Harry's girlfriend's songs. Everything I do reminds me of him. I groan, opting for another song...one that I had written myself. I begin to lose myself in the music as I play.

I just don't know what to do,

maybe it's true,

Everything I do reminds me of you.

You used to be my sweet escape,

My one and only best friend, lover and mister

But I guess everything changed, when I saw that you'd kissed her.

And in that moment, I realised I lost you

I lost you. I lost you -ooh

I lost you, I lost you -ooh

I realised I lost you, I realised I lost,

Everything that we'd been through.

-HARRY-

I jogged back over to the hotel, knowing I'd left my phone on the sofa when I'd got up. When I get to the door, I hear singing, and music. I take my bottom lip between my teeth as I get onto the bus, going to the back, silently. I see Leah, with my guitar playing a song I didn't recognise. It wasn't perfect, and I knew it was one of hers, but it sounded great.