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Chapter 30: Don't Let Me Go

It is the last day of tour and I just finished my book signing with fake smiles from me. They then drove me to the venue where they will be performing. I guess everyone is so hyped for later night as I walked in the lounge. I grabbed some grub from the table and sat down by the window. They were all busy and some are just chilling.

"Your eyes are so puffy."  Andy, who works with our team, says. "Oh, I just lack sleep." I say. "These are eye bags. " I say with a smile and he laughs. "The boys are on their way now. " he says. "Oh. I just finished my signing." I answer since I don't know what to say after. "I'll be fetching them. I have to leave you now." He says and I nod, he then walks away.

I'm going to see them again today and I don't feel like facing Harry or talk to him. I'm so messed. He told me last night that he remembered everything when he saw the necklace back in Seattle but if everything disappeared that time when I got home, why didn't the necklace?

"Hi!" Niall is very energetic as he walks inside the lounge. He waves to me and sits on the couch. Liam, Louis and Zayn followed him. "Hi, Tara!" Liam smiled to me and I wave back. "You're early today. How's the signing?" asks Louis. "Brilliant, as usual." I answer and drank my juice. "I'm going to miss you all." I say. "Oh, Tara. We'll still see each other soon." Zayn says as he turns his head to me. "I hope so. I really enjoyed with you, lads." I say and they awed. "We won't forget you. You're so special to us." Liam says and I smiled. "Thank you so much." I answer and Harry comes inside. "Hey." He says to the lads and sat beside Niall. "Take off your sun glasses, Harry." Niall says. "Harry has terrible eyes." Zayn says who was on his left. "Ah, stop." Harry says and I don't even look at them.

"Look at my eyes." He says and I turn to them. "What is with your eyes, Harry?" Zayn says with a laugh. "I lack sleep."  I hear from Harry and Zayn kisses his cheek. "Why don't you join us, Tara?" Louis says and they all turned to me. My eyes and Harry's met and I looked back at Louis. "Nah, I'll just get more food." I say and walked away from the lounge.

Evening, I don't know if I should call Ellie or Ashton and anyone who could comfort me by now. The boys are already fixing their wardrobe and I'm just sitting on a side. "Are you okay?" asks Brooke asks me, another good friend of mine while we're on tour. "Yeah. I'm alright." I answer. "Why does almost everyone ask me if I'm fine? I'm absolutely alright." I answer and got another bottle of juice of the table.

I walked out of the other room and I don't know where to stay. I'm looking for Adam whom I can only talk and play around to. A song played in a room nearby, an instrumental. As I walk by the corridors, I went inside the empty room, and there were nothing in there than the couch, a table and a television. It would really be nice to stay here or the meantime. The whole time actually. I sat on the couch and scrolled on Twitter.

Weather, traffic news. Tweets from my mates. Tweets from musicians I don't even know that much and only have one song in my phone.

"I am in an empty room. I have no idea why but it seems so comfy here. The music is ace."

 I tweeted.

"Hey."

I look at the door and Harry was standing in the door.  I suddenly felt so bad and my heart started to beat so fast again. I stand from my seat and he looks straight to my eyes.

"I just wanted to see you for a while so I could feel better." He says and I don't know if I should feel ashamed or flattered. I'm standing in front of him with a blank face. "Oh, uhm..." I didn't know what to say to him after everything that happened last night and now he's here because he wanted to see me so that he could feel better? "About what happened last night---" "I don't want to talk about it." I say without giving off emotions. My hands are inside my sweater and I don't know how to gesture it. "I don't want---uh. Good luck." I say and walked away from him like nothing happened.  That may be rude but I just can't look at him, show up to him, seeing his puffy eyes from maybe crying last night that is covered with makeup. I'm still not strong to show my face and have a conversation with him.