Sunflower

The man I love

New York City
Few Weeks Later

Jackie: I can not believe this is happening. What should I wear. What if I mess up?
Harry: Love, Your not going mess up. You'll do great and Ill be watching from LA.
Jackie: I wish you were here.
Harry: Me too I miss you
Jackie: I miss you too. Your going to meet me back in London Monday right?
Harry: Yeah, Your still heading back tomorrow right?
Jackie: Yep Hey I got to go. It's almost time.
Harry: Ok Good luck. I l...
Hope: Come on get dressed
Jackie: I am. What were you saying H?
Harry: Nothing Ill see you Monday
Jackie: Bye Harry
Harry: Bye love

Hope: You know he was about to say I love you.
Jackie: What?
Hope: Wait you guys haven't said that yet?
Jackie: No we haven't.
Hope: Wow. Now get dressed.

The Next Day
London

" Knock Knock"

Jackie: Nicki What are you doing here and how'd you know where I lived.
Nicki: Not important we need to talk.
Jackie: Make it fast I have things to do

I say going onto the porch

Nicki: Like What?
Jackie: Anything but this
Nicki: You need to break up with Harry.
Jackie: Excuse me?
Nicki: And if you don't I'll show the world the one thing you don't want them to see.

Monday

Harrys POV

I walk into my familiar home in London After not being here since tour. Jackie is supposed to be here

Harry: Jackie?

I walk into the kitchen and see a note.

Dear Harry,

I'm sorry to do this not face to face but I don't think we are going to work with all the traveling and other work stuff that's going to be in the way. Definitely with my own tour about to come up. My feelings for you aren't making this any easier since they've increased since I got you back but I have no choice. I love you Harry. Thank you for making me the happiest person in the world.

- Jackie.

Harry: Jackie open the door! Please Jacks. I just wanna see you. I can hear you crying.

Jackie's POV

Im sat on the floor leaning against the front door as tears stream down my face and Harry stands in the other side. He hits the door making me jump.

Harry: If I leave that's it. I'm not coming back.

I don't say anything and I hear his footsteps fade anyway making me sob into my knees. The man I loved is gone for good.