Little Miss Curly [On Hold]

Chapter 6: Leaving Me

It was the day of my father's funeral. We invited our family members and relatives to come over and see him before he's buried. We also invited his office workers and all his friends. Basically, the funeral home had tons of people in it. Dad was a social butterfly, that's why he had so many visitors.

Because of dad's death, the 2nd in charge will have to take over until Luke finishes college, which isn't that long since he's in his 3rd year of college. One more year and he'll take over.

I was sitting next to Harry when mum told me to get more tissues because we're almost running out. I grabbed Harry and we went to get tissues. The thing I loved about Harry was that he's always there for me and he stayed with me in my most difficult time. On our way there, he asked me, "Can I tell you now?"

"Tell me what Harry?" I asked, absolutely baffled.

"The thing I was supposed to tell you that night," he said.

"Oh, okay. Shoot," I said.

"Well, how do I say this," he said, trying to sum everything up in one sentence. "I'm going to join The X Factor," he said.

"Really? That's great Harry!" I gave him a hug.

"Yeah, well here's the sad part," he said dejectedly.

"Uh oh.." I said.

"I'm leaving tomorrow," he said.

"Tomorrow?! You're leaving tomorrow?! You're leaving me?!" I said to him. "How could you do this to me? Leaving me when I need you the most?" as I said this a tear fell and rolled down my cheek. I could feel more tears forming at the rim of my eye.

"Ariana, I can't do anything about it now. My mum filled up the forms and I have to leave tomorrow," he said to me. "Shhh, don't cry. Please don't cry Ariana," he said trying to give me a hug, but I took a step away from him.

"No! I hate you Harry Styles! I hate you!" I said while running away from him.

"Ariana! Come back!" he called after me, but I ignored him. I ignored the world. I just kept running. I didn't even know where I was going. I couldn't stay there any longer, if I did I would've broken down. He's leaving me. First, my father left me and now him. How cruel does the world have to be? I kept running until I reached a house with a blue door. Harley's house! I could talk to Harley!

I ran straight to the front porch and rang the doorbell once. The door opened in a matter of seconds, revealing Harley. When she saw my tears, she let me in immediately.

"So dear, care to tell me why you're crying?" she asked me.

"Well, my father.." I said while sobbing. "he died 3 days ago," I said finishing my sentence.

"Oh dear. I am so sorry for your loss," she said while giving me a comforting hug. "Is there anything else you want to talk about?" she added.

"Harry's leaving tomorrow.." I said.

"I'm sorry, but who's Harry?" she asked.

"The boy I was with at the carnival. My prince charming. He's leaving me," I said to her, starting to cry again.

"I am so sorry for that, but that's life. We lose people, but we gain them too. They have to leave for a purpose, but if you really meant something to them, they'll come back. Well, unless they're dead because if they came back, that'd be like a zombie apocalypse," she said trying to lighten up the mood.

I laughed at what she said. "I'm so sorry for disturbing you. I just didn't have anyone to talk to, mum's busy with dad and it would be weird talking to my brother about this," I said to her.