*Harrys point of view*
When I was done reading the letter, I just sat there. Feelings rushed through my head, and tears dripped down on the letter. She had been writing so many, and she kept telling me that she loved me. She left a thousand messages on my phone and I cried everytime. How could she love me after what I did? I dont know why I did it either. I thought that is was the best way for her to forget me. So when I was travelling she could go out and have fun, not sit in our apartement, waiting for me.
Someone kocked on my door.
"Who is it?" I asked. "It's Niall. Is everything alright, Harry?"
"Just come in."
Niall opened the door and looked at the letter and my tearwet face. "Have you recieved another letter?" He asked.
"She still loves me, Niall. After all I have done. I thought she would forget about me, but she never did."
"What is the point?! You both sit in different places in this mad world. Loving eachother to death. Why cant you just be together? Why cant she come with you on tour?"
"Beacause I am afraid that she will hate it, and break up with me."
Niall looked at me.
"You are really a messed up man. Go after her! Go back to England! Fight to get her back!"
"I actually think you are right. I have to get her back."
