It was the morning of the guys' departure and I was laying in bed looking at the ceiling. I honestly didn't know if I should get up and go see them off. I tugged the blankets closer to me as Harry kept running through my head.
He was so vulnerable when he came to talk to me.
He wanted me to meet his family.
I needed to stand my ground.
Harry and I have been going back and forth for too long. I heard footsteps coming down the hall. I sat up as Torrance entered my room. I told her everything when she came home from the party.
"I thought you would've been getting ready by now." She said as she came and sat at the end of my bed.
"I don't think I can go." I muttered as I looked down at my hands.
"He would be upset if you didn't."
I nodded, "I know."
"I know that you guys are going through a rough patch, but I think you should still go." Torrance told me.
"I honestly don't know if I can handle it." I whispered.
"It's your choice." She smiled weakly before she left me alone. I sat in bed for a little while longer. I reached over and grabbed my phone from the nightstand next to my bed. I didn't have any missed calls or texts. The guys' plane was leaving in an hour.
I couldn't go.
I made my mind up. I couldn't go and watch Harry leave. I needed to get out of my apartment though.
I grabbed some clothes to go jogging in. I needed some fresh air.
I laced up my tennis shoes after I finished getting dressed and pulled my hair into a ponytail.
Torrance was in the kitchen when I left my bedroom.
"I'm going for a jog in Central Park." I told her as I grabbed my earphones from the table.
"Be safe."
I nodded and left.
I often enjoyed going for a jog in Central Park. It helped me clear my head. I couldn't help but remember when Harry brought me here all those years ago.
I sat down at a bench nearby and tried to catch my breath. I grabbed my phone out of my pocket. I still didn't have any calls or texts.
The flight had to be boarding by now.
I hoped that I didn't regret not telling him goodbye. Who knows how long it would be before we would run into each other again.
I decided to head back to my apartment. I took the long way.
Torrance had to be at work by now. I was glad that I had a few days off. I should really plan to do something to get my mind off of things.
But first things first, I needed a shower.
I opened my apartment door and froze.
Harry was there.
He was sitting on my sofa.
"What are you.." I trailed off. I couldn't quite finish my sentence.
"You didn't come and say goodbye." he mumbled. He didn't look at me.
"I couldn't." I whispered.
Harry stood up but still kept his distance, "You said you would."
"I couldn't go and watch you leave.
Why are you here? You're supposed to be on the plane."
"I couldn't get on the plane, not without you." I noticed that Harry's eyes were a little red.
"I told you that I couldn't go. We need space, Harry. I'm still upset about the Lana thing."
"I know that you think we need space, (Y/n), but I can't give you that. I don't want it to be another four years before we speak again." Harry moved closer to me but I stayed in place.
"I can't bear the thought of leaving you here when things are like this." He whispered to me.
"It's what you caused. If you had been honest with me from the beginning then this wouldn't have happened." I told him, my voice quivered a little.
I felt Harry's hand on mine. I knew I should've pulled my hand away, but I didn't.
I was always a sucker for Harry.
"I know that I have screwed up in the past, a lot more than I wish, but we always get through things. I want to prove to you that I have changed. I want to prove to you... that we are worth it." Harry's hand cupped my cheek.
I didn't even realize I was crying until he wiped my tears away with his thumb.
"I can't Harry." I cried.
I saw his eyes began to water. I hated seeing him like this. He dropped his hands from me and took a step back.
"I shouldn't have come. I'm sorry. I just- I had to see you before I left." Harry told me.
He started to walk to the door and before I could stop myself, I grabbed his hand.
"I will go with you." I told him.
"You will?" He questioned.
I nodded and he pulled me into his arms. I breathed in his scent. I felt whole for the first rime in a long time.
I knew that to others, it might be stupid to give Harry another chance, but I've been in love with Harry for years. When you are in love with someone, you don't think, you just do.
I went into my room after our embrace and grabbed some clothes. I took the fastest shower in my life. When I got out and after I changed, I heard Harry on the phone getting our tickets.
I started packing clothes for a few days. I wasn't planning on staying forever. I did feel happy that I would see my parents and my brother.
Harry knocked on my doorframe and I looked up at him.
"I got us a flight. It leaves in an hour and a half." He told me.
I nodded, "I'm almost ready."
"I'm glad you are coming with me. I know you are hesitant to do so, but I'm glad you are." Harry said before he started to leave my room.
"Harry?" I called out to him.
He turned back to look at me, "Yes?"
"Don't make me regret this."
