Story Of Our Lives // Camarry FanFic

Chapter 34

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Harry's Pov 

        I sighed, and walked to the entrance of the plane. I tried to get one last glimpse of Camila, but her back was faced and soon, she was from an afar distance, that I couldn't see her. I could tell that she was going to break, in tears. And to be honest, I was going to, too. 

         I closed my eyes, and I let a single tear fall. I quickly wiped it away, before anyone could see it. I bit the inside of my cheeks, as I boarded the airplane. Liam was just as, emotionally unstable, as I am. But I was a tad more, torn up. 

        As we boarded the plane, my heart started thumping. I rolled my suitcase, through the aisle. When I finally got to my seat, I lifted my carry-on bag, and attempted to put it in the carrier. I groaned in frustration, as I couldn't put it in, it kept it falling off. This is truthfully, the worst day ever...

        When I finally managed to put my carry-on bag, in the carrier, I sighed in relief. I immediately took a seat, near the window. Luckily, I was sat next to Liam and Niall. Liam sat in between, and Niall took the aisle. 

"Hey, are you lads, okay?" Niall asked, both me and Liam.

"Honestly, mate, no." I answered. "No, I'm not okay." 

Liam nodded, and glumly adjusted in his seat. 

"Well, remember that we're going back to the U.K for a good cause... For our fans." Niall said, trying to cheer us up. "And, it's not like you'll never see them again, right?" 

I nodded, and turned around, looking out the window. 

        We haven't taken flight yet, but I already feel like I'm in the clouds. But not those white, fluffy, soft clouds. No, I feel like I am in this grey, midst, rain cloud. No matter, what I try to do, it keeps on pouring. Not even shelter can protect you, and that's how I'm feeling, right now. I can tell, that the rain is going to keep on pouring, until I see that angelic, and beautiful face, again. In person, and face-to-face. I am most likely, overreacting... but I have every right to. 

"Ladies and Gentlemen, prepare for take-off. Strap into your seatbelts, while we explain all the safety necessities." The flight attendent, informed us. 

        I nonchalantly strapped into my seatbelt, and zoned the flight attendant out. I have been through this process, way too many times and besided, I have other things that I have to think about. Like, Camila. I promise to actually be committed and connected with Camila. But, I am uncontrollable sometimes, and I hate it. 

"... And the Life-vest is underneath the chair..." the flight attendent continued. "... Enjoy your flight, and please, turn off all your devices, or turn on airplane mode, as we take flight. Have a good day." 

        I rolled my eyes. If anything, I'll have a bad day... not a good day. I checked my phone, to see if it was on airplane mode, and it was. I layed back in my seat, and closed my eyes, as the pilot counted down. I could feel the plane vibrate. Immediately, the plane sped up, and just like that, we were in the air. I swallowed some saliva, and un-popped my ears. I could already tell, that this plane ride was going to be a long one. 

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Camila's Pov

        I couldn't look back at Harry, not even a small glimpse. I would probably break down, and pull him back, not allowing him to depart. So, instead of looking at the entrance to the plane, like the other girls were, I turned around. My back facing the entrance. 

"Come on guys, cheer up." Normani endorsed. "You're going to see them, again." 

I rubbed my temples, clearly aggrivated. 

"Yeah, but that won't be for another year." I mumbled. 

Normani sighed. 

"We've all been in your positions before, being seperated from our boyfriends." Ally concured. "And the best way, to get through it, is to clear your mind."

Lauren nodded, in agreement.

"How are we, even going to clear our minds?" I grumpily said.  "All I can think about, is Harry leaving. I'm not going to see him, for an entire year!" I said, biting my lip.

"Okay Mila, I know your upset, but you have no right to snap at us, like that." Dinah stated. "We're just trying to help." 

I sighed. 

"I'm sorry." I said, truthfully. "It's just... I'm not sure if I can actually, trust Harry." 

"What do you mean?" Normani asked, tilting her head. 

I bit my lip.

"I'm scared, that he might cheat on me." I said, saying what's on my mind. "I'm nothing, compared to  all those models, like Barbara Palvin, or Cara Dele-" 

"Mila, you can't compare youself, to models." Ally inquired. "There's a reason that Harry fell for you, and that he chose you, over all those models." 

I nodded.

"Thanks, Ally." I said, cracking a grin. "Shall we go, now?"

"Yeah." The girls all answered, in unison. 

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        Once we got home, I immediately, ran up to my room and collapsed onto my bed. I have been holding back these tears, for far too long. I started to, silently cry on my pillow, hoping that everything will work out. Hoping that Harry, dosen't forget about me. And hoping, that he will keep his promise. 

        After I was done, crying all the tears that were able to fall out, of my brown eyes, I got up from my bed. My vision was blurry and my mouth, tasted like salt. 

I groaned, in frustration. 

        I strolled over, to my bathroom, and washed all the mascara, that was falling from my eyes. I have to show people, that I'm strong... just like Lauren is. Lauren, didn't break down, as much as I did, and I wish that I was like her. 

I licked, my now, dry lips. 

        I could hear distinct chatter, coming from the Living room, and I immediately walked over there. I had to pretend that it's okay. But, is it okay? The answer to that vivacious question, is no.

"Hey girls." I fake smiled, when I got to the Living room.

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A/N: Did anyone hear the new songs by Lana Del Rey? [ :UltraViolence :Shades Of Cool ]