Is It Just Flirting? (Harry Styles) {Was 'Just Say It'}

Chapter Three

HARRY'S POV

As my eyes fluttered open I read that the clock said 4:23. What!! I slept in! Why am I still on the plane? I look over to where Eleanor was sleeping, shes gone! Where did she go? How could she just leave? I thought we had a connection.

"Harry, we need to go," I heard Louis say from behind me.

"Have you guys been asleep too?" I asked them.

"Yeah, we just woke up when we heard you starting to shift in your seat," Liam said. I ran my hands down  my face, rubbing my eyes along the way.

"Do you know where Eleanor went? Did she talk to you guys?" They all looked at each other.

"Miss Cadler left as soon as we landed," a flight attendent told us, "she was hessitant to leave because she wanted to talk to you but she said something about meeting a friend."

I cant believe this, I thought that I had a real connection with this girl and she slept right through my fingers. I have to find her, I just have too.

Eleanors POV

Hurry, Hurry, Hurry. That is all that is going through my mind as I try to rush to my friends apartment. I've only ever driven in London once, and from what I know, it does not work out for me.

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I grew up in London until I was 15, then my mom died and my dad coudlnt take care of me. So he decided he would send me to a boarding school for girls in New York, New York, USA. 

He kept in contact for the first couple of months but then the first year went by, nothing. It slowly sank in that he really didnt want anything to do with me, so I let it be. 

Since my mom died and my dad shipped me off I have learned to keep my feelings to myself, or else they'll just end up getting torn apart. The only other person that I put full trust into is my best friend Lottie.  She has been my best friend since I could walk, and when I moved away we would always keep in contact, and even today we are still very close.

She had recently been dumped by her boyfriend of 4 years and was devastated. The only thing that I could do was to come all the way back to London just to see her. What are friends for right? We made a plan that I would stay for 2 months, since it was my summer break back in New York and we would go out and have some fun! She needed it!

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On my way to her apartment I reached into my bag to fetch some chapstick. Strawberry Smuckers, my favorite!! As I was feeling aroud I noticed that something was missing. You see, in my bag (which is customed made) has one pocket for 3 things. My chapstick, my phone and my locket. I pulled over the car, literely, and opening my bag.

Chapstick, check. Phone, check. Locket, locket? Oh my fucking god. Out of all the things I could ever loose, I loose my locket. Okay, so the whole big deal about loosing my locket is that my mom gave it too me before she passed away. 

As she was laying in the hospital bed she whispered for me to come over.....

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"Darling," my mother whispered. 

I slowly turned my head to face her, "yes mom?"

"Come here, come here for a minute." 

I got up and dragged my weary feet over to her limp body. She took my hand in hers and I felt something cold. She started to rub my thumb then spoke, "You and me both know that I'm probably not going to make it. We will always have hope, but theres not a good chance. My mother gave this to me when I was your age and it had a picture of her and me inside. I want to pass this down to you, and I hope you do with your children aswell. I replaced the picture with one of you and me, at your Christmas Recital. Remeber that?" She choked out a laugh.

I started to burst into tears, laying my head on her chest, "I promise, I wil always keep this with me. I love you mom."

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Now its gone. The only option I see is to retrace my steps. The only other place I was, was the plane. 

HARRY'S POV

Because of Niall, we stopped at the food court for what seemed like hours!! I swear that boy could eat! It doesnt help him much that he has a girlfriend the size of a stick and she could probably eat 10 times the amount that he does. 

As I was walking to the trash I couldnt help but notice a familer looking girl jogging towards one of the plane gates. Is that? No it couldnt be. But wait... Its Eleanor! 

I start to walk towards her but I hear Louis behind me, "Mate, what are you doing?"

As I was answering Louis' question, one of the plane gates let out a bucnh of people. Off in the distance I could see she was looking pretty upset, I desperatly wanted to get to her but with all the people my body physically couldnt do it. 

With one last glance over in her direction, I noticed she was walking into the mall section. I stood up on my tippy toes and saw that she was at the Victoria's Secret entrance. This should be fun!