Chapter 13.
LONG ONE :)
When i look at you - miley cyrus ... this song belongs at this chapter >>
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Harry's POV
'Harry come on we have to go, our show start in 2 hours', Liam said pulling at my arm.
'but i can't let her here', i said trough my tears looking at her.
'look harry, the doctor is here, she should wake up soon, everythings gonna be alright', louis said.
I believed his words, so i kissed her on her pale cheek and took one last glance at her. Thanked the doctor and followed the boys out of the beach house towards the car. We drove for 5 minutes in silence.
'why did she want to kill herself?', Niall aksed looking out of the window.
'how do i supposed to know that Niall?', i said angry at him.
'wow calm down harry, it was just a question', Zayn said.
'sorry... it's just, i want to be with her because now i know she loves me'.
'we understand', niall said.. still looking out of the window.
after that nobody said a thing. I saw Zayn texting and smiling. Oh yeah almost forgot about that. He's now dating Rosie. You know, Romy's bestfriend ? Yeah her. Romy hasn't speak to her after she left our tour. We were still driving and i decided to put my earphones in. The A-team from Ed Sheeran came on shuffle. It reminded me of Romy and me singing in the car, on our way to our date.
*FLASHBACK* ( not in chapter )
'Hazza were are we going?', she asked for the 50th time smiling at me.
'I'm not gonna tell you', i looked at her, smiled and turned my head to the road again.
She sighed and i just laughed at the thought that she doesn't know where we're going.
'fine', she finally gave up and turn on the radio. The A-Team from Ed sheeran was on. She smiled.
'i love this song', she said smiling.
'me too'.
I started singing:'
White lips, pale face
Breathing in snowflakes
Burnt lungs, sour taste
Light's gone, day's end
Struggling to pay rent
Long nights, strange men
I looked over at her and she tapped with her hand on the beat. She smiled at me, i think she was thinking i had a beautiful voice, haha. i started singing the next bit to.
And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cos we're just under the upperhand
And go mad for a couple of grams
And she don't want to go outside tonight
