Sister Switch - One Direction fanfiction

Chapter 11

Harry’s P.O.V.

No. I refuse to believe it. I’m dreaming, this is a nightmare. Sky loves me. She couldn’t just stop. It’s been a year and she told me she loved me. She told me. I sat on the park bench as the snow drifted down. I was hiding, from the band, from Louis, from the whole world because no one should see me like this. I’m Harry Styles for crying out loud! I shouldn’t be hiding from the world in some park in the middle of nowhere but the truth is I feel so broken. The reason I’m hiding is because I don’t want anyone to see me like this.

I know it’s hard to believe but I was genuinely in love with Sky. She was my everything and now she’s just pretending nothing happened, like we’d never been together. I closed my eyes and let the tears fall freely.

Louis’s P.O.V.

“Where’s Harry?” Zayn asked.

“I don’t know he was here last night.” I responded.

“Well, were supposed to be at the recording studio in an hour so we need to find him.” Liam pointed out. He looked over at me. “Do you have any idea where he would be?”

“No.” I admitted.

“Well, we need to search. Zayn and I will check his favorite coffee shop, you and Niall check…. Somewhere else.”

He grabbed his coat. Zayn followed him out of our hotel room.

“Where do we look first?” Niall asked.

Suddenly it came to me. “Niall, I know where he is.”

Sky’s P.O.V.

I stood by my canvas, painting a picture of Harry. I miss him so much. I’ve tried my hardest to move on, I really have but I can’t.

“Sky?” I hear Beth say from down stairs. I quickly grabbed the canvase and hid it in my closet. I pulled out my fake canvase of a picture of flowers and pretended to paint.

“Yes?” I said calmly. Once she got up. My closent flew open and out came the picture. She sighed.

I laughed nervously.

“You supposed to be moving on remember?”

“I’m trying too but I can’t.” I sat down on my bed. “I can’t just forget him because I still love him.”

“Just try okay?”

Louis’s P.O.V.

“HARRY!” Niall called again.

“It’s no use.” I admitted.

“What?” Niall asked.

“I knoe he’s here , he just doesn’t want to be found.” I pulled my coat closer to me. It was freezing out tonight. “You look over there. I’ll look over here. Call me if you find him.”

“OK.”

“Harry!” I called as I walked around the park. “Harry!” That’s when I saw it, a sleeping figure on one of the benches.  It was him, I could tell by the hair. “Harry?”  I shook him away gently.

He opened his eyes. “Louis?” He said slowly.

“Yeah, it’s me. Come on, lets go back to the hotel room.”

He was breathing really slow and shallow and his teeth were chattering. “It’s freezing.” He said simply and then passed out.

“NIALL!” I yelled. I pulled out my phone and started calling an ambulance because something was seriously wrong.