Destruction || Harry Styles

Chapter 13

Jenna's POV

Harry was fast asleep when I began packing my bags. After what had happened this morning I had to get out. I had to leave here as soon as possible and go back home because everything was catching up with me and I couldn't take it anymore.

Even thinking about James made me feel like I was going to burst into tears and now that Harry knew about him it made it even worse.

He would constantly be comparing himself to James and as a matter of fact so would I.

I didn't want Harry to think I had kissed him because he is very similar to James. I can be a bitch sometimes but my heart isn't cold enough to do that to someone I care about.

After packing my bags I placed a kiss on Harry's cheek and left the room. I had text Leigh to tell her that I was going home and I had also called my dad to ask him to pick me up at the airport when I arrived back in London.

Admittedly, I had enjoyed this trip even though it had been cut short. I have got to know Harry better and have had a lot of fun with him but seeing him makes me feel happy and sad.

I can't deal with my mixed emotions towards him because I know it will eventually break me.

I got to the lobby and was informed by the receptionist that my taxi was waiting outside for me.

"Is your boyfriend not coming with you." She chimed. I swear to god I could have wiped that stupid smile right off of her face if it wasn't for Leigh who I saw running down the hallway behind me.

"Jenna you cant go home, what about Harry?" She asked, reaching for my arm and pulling me into a hug.

"It's not him. It's me Leigh. I am damaged beyond repair and I don't want to hurt him when I know I still love James." I sighed, a tear rolling down my cheek.

Leigh wiped the tear away and nodded. She understood, she had known James when he was al.. here and she knows how much he means to me.

"Okay. Go before the driver gets angry." She smiled, walking towards the hallway.

"Oh and Leigh!-" I yelled, Leigh turned back around to face me "-say goodbye to Harry for me, I'll miss him."

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"Flight 212 to London Heathrow now boarding all passengers from rows 30 to 50."

I stood up out of my seat in the airport and made my way to the gate for my flight, the journey here hadn't been so bad. My taxi driver Pablo had been very kind to me and only made me pay half of my fare because I had told him my whole story about Harry and James.

I had choked back tears a few times when telling him, however he told me the story of losing his wife when he was only 25 and in a way it helped me hearing someone else's story instead of my own for once.. She had died from a brain tumor and left him his only daughter Angeline who is now married with her own children.

On the plane I was squashed between a huge fat guy and a very very attractive young man, his dark hair was quiffed up and his olive skin was beautiful and perfectly smooth.

"Do you want me to swap seats. I don't want a beautiful girl like you getting squashed." The Young man whispered to me, his thick accent filing the space between us.

"If that's okay." I smiled, picking up my bag and allowing him to sit in my seat so I was able to sit in his.

"Zayn by the way." He smiled, offering his hand for me to shake.

"Jenna." I replied.

"So are you flying alone?" Zayn asked.

I nodded, I didn't want to delve into the story too much but I guess I had to tell him something. "I was meant to be coming home next week, but me and my friend had a falling out so I booked the next flight possible and here I am." I sighed.

"What did she do?"

"He." I replied Zayn raising his eyebrows at me.

"Oh. Like, boyfriend or..." I shook my head.

"We had been getting closer but it's complicated, I can't make him put up with me and all of my emotional baggage."

"Why do you have emotional baggage?" Zayn asked placing his hand on my thigh.

And then I told him the story. I told him all about James and how he had been the love of my life and I told him all about Harry. How he had been kind to me and didn't push me into doing anything I hadn't wanted to do. I told him about the fun times we had together and the sad times as well. I talked about the fights and arguments we had shared and the times when it felt like we were the only two people in the world. Our adventures in the middle of the night in the lake and the fun day we had spent at the beach.

Saying all of this out loud to Zayn made me miss him. I missed the way that Harry pushed his hair back when the wind blew it out of place, I missed his smile and his charm, and the way that no matter how mad I was at him he could look at me and smile and it would all be okay.

"I think you need to read the signs Jenna." Zayn chuckled.

"What signs?"

"You're in love with him for God's sake.-" He smiled "- I know when people are in love and its obvious, have you seen the way your face lights up when you talk about him. When you mention his name your eyes glitter. I know what love feels like and I know what it looks like. You are most definitely in love with Harry."

I felt like I had been winded by everything that Zayn had said. After everything those were the words that I didn't want to hear but I knew it was true.

"Jenna, you know what it is like to lose someone you love. So why push Harry away when he is right there in front of you. Hold onto him before he thinks you don't love him and he leaves." Zayn sighed.

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We landed two hours later. The plane journey had been enlightening and we had gone on to talk about Zayn and his life. I was quite surprised to find out that he was in fact gay. He had a boyfriend called Liam who was about a year younger than him and they had been together for 6 months after knowing each other for 7 years and going to secondary school together.

"We didn't think we were gay at school-" He had told me "-We met up a few years after school and hit it off, then we started officially going out a few months later, I think I love him Jenna. I really do."

Me and Zayn exchanged phone numbers towards the end of the flight so that we could keep in contact, I could actually see us being really great friends.

"There he is. I better go Jen. Good luck with your lover boy." He smiled and hugged me. I watched him as he walked out of the front door of the airport to meet Liam. He kissed him and pulled him into a tight hug.

That was when I realised. Love isn't so bad at all.

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THE END!

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