Lost

Chapter 3- HairTie

Niall's point of view
I finally pull up to the Hotel and quickly, I paid the driver and hurried eagerly inside to await Harry. My eyes scanned the room that was filled withf chattering busniess men in suits and what seemed to be their wifes. The room smelled of soap and leather. My eyes had then spotted the two elevators that were placed to the right of the front desk where a short line of people had formed.
Julia's point of view
I had been on my bed, holding my phone above me as I scrolled through my twitter.
"Har-" I went to call for Harry when I noticed that he had not been in the room. When could he have left? I got up from where i was, locking my phone and sliding it in my back pocket. "Harry?" I spoke in confusion while I went to check the bathroom. My confusion only increased as I reached the empty bathroom.
I walked to grab my key to the room that I had on the table before making my way to the door that led me to the hallway of many others.
I opened the door only to a crack and peak my head out to softly whisper, "Harry." before stepping completely out, looking both ways for any sign of him.
Niall's point of view
My attention was shot to the elevator as I heard a ding and the doors opening. They slowly revealed Harry, with his curls in a mess and his clothes slightly wrinkly. He formed his lips into a side smirk that had put an ache deep in my stomach.
"Where is she?" I came out to say as he walked to me, walking to him.
"I thought you wanted to play my game?" He laughed, "I want to play Capture The Flag, and in this case, she can be the flag."
"How does it feel to want?" I stepped closer to him, with rage growing rapidly.
"You're acting like you're the only one that loves her."
"I'm in love with her, its different from your jealousy love." I spat.
"Who was there when she nearly killed herself?" He referred back to the time on the tour bus.
"Who was there the first time she did.." I brought up her first attempt back when I visited her at her house. The memory brought fresh pain to my mind and heart as I remember the blood on her leg, as I remember grabbing her and holding her in my arms as she dropped the rope, when I first realized that I needed her in my life more than she needed me. "Stop acting like you're the only bloody one who cares about her." I began to notice more and more people had been putting their attention to Harry and I as the tension grew between us but I didn't care. I wanted Julia and I don't care who knew.
"I care for her more than yo-"
Before he could even think of finishing the sectence, my fist had already met his eye, with my other one sending a blow to his jaw. His body had met the floor in an unpleasurable way. He dragged his eyes up to me in complete unbelief that I had just done that. In the corner of my eye, I could see a woman cover her mouth. Harry picked himself up and brought himself close to me again.
"You shouldn't have done that, mate." He said in a murmur.
"What are you going to do about it? You already took my world from me, I've got nothing left."
Everything got silent, other than a few people whispering among themselves.
"I want to be her happiness," Harry said softly, deep in thought.
"But, mate, she's my happiness."
With a slight head nod and a faint "Come on" from Harry, he led me to the elevator, pressing floor 3.
Stepping from the enclosed elevator after getting to the 3rd floor, we walked down the hall without exchanging any words or even looks. We reached a room, I didn't pay much mind to the number. He slipped in the key, yanked it out quickly, and waited for the green light before opening the door.
Walking inside, I could smell her scent that I had been deprived from for too long. I looked around and began to notice that the room had been empted.
"Where is she?" I turned to Harry that seemed just confused as I was, rushing to get out his phone.
My vision began to shake as the sight of her hairtie, it dragged my attention to it as I walked closer to it to pick it up in my hands with my fingers outlining it, lightly. I closed my eyes tightly as tears grew eager to fall.
Flash Back
Julia and I laid together in my bus bunk in the silence. Her breathing became heavy and she gripped her hand on my shirt, I was figuring she was having a nightmare. I kissed through her hair to her head as my hands began to run through her hair, but got caught on by her hairtie. I pulled it slowly out, hoping not to hurt her by pulling her hair. I slipped on the hairtie to fit around my wrist as I continued to run my fingers through her hair.
Suddenly, her body jumped awake while she inhaled sharply.
"Everything is okay." I reasurred her in just below a whisper. "It was just a bad dream."
"It felt so real." She said, close to tears.
"What happened?" I held her tighter in my arms.
"I lost you." She breathed out, roughly. "You didn't love me anymore."
"That will never happen, I promise you." I said but I could tell she was still a little shaken up by the thought. "Juls, you're my princess, nothing will ever change that. You've got me completely and utterly in love with you and I don't think that I could ever fall from this feeling, I don't want to for that matter."
"Tell me a secret." She cutely said, snuggling closer.
"I don't deserve you." I painly admitted.
"Then why do I need you?"
"You're a fool for me." I said low.
"I would rather be a happy fool than anything else." She sat up to make eye contact. "And that's all I ever want to be, a happy fool for you, Niall James Horan." She smiled with tears dying up under her eyes.
"You tell me a secret." I smiled, rubbing her back lightly.
"I will never love anyone else in the same way I love you." She whispered low as she brought her lips to mine.
- Author's Note:
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