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fifty eight.

The Last Song You Cried To

Pandora Gray

"Do you think that people in America are seeing the same stars as we are? And in Amsterdam?" (first date)

You should be sleeping, not thinking about your first date with Harry.

I draw circles on the small porch, the little splinters digging into my finger, but I don't care. I want to look up at the stars, I want to go back home and answer him that we saw the same stars and kiss him and pretend like everything is going to be okay.

I finally gather enough courage to look up at the dotted sky and the pale crescent moon.  I immediately trace over Orion's Belt and the little dipper.

"Here," He took his hand into mine and pointed my hand toward the sky, "There's the little dipper, and Orion's Belt," (Anne's anniversary chapter)

Pandora, stop. You have to stop .

I can't tear my eyes away from the stars, and it hurts like hell. They're little photographs and in them I can see everything.

"If you look in stars, you can find someone you love. "

"Who told you that?"

"Harry did. He said he saw you in the stars. " (chapter 28, the orphanage scene)

I spot Polaris, and once again, tears leak out of my eyes, but I blink them away, so I can keep looking . 

And I see a silhouette of Harry and I sitting on the couch, talking, him smoking a cigarette, and me drinking lemonade.

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Harry Styles

I jam the headphones deeper into my ears, trying to drown out my thoughts.

Trying to drown out the stars up above me, and I don't want to look at them.

They know where she is, and I don't.

I lean into the balcony, turning up the music to Say Something and looking down at ground far below me.

"So I'm a Princess too?" She asked.

"Of course. Long may you reign."

I clench my fists together, and don't even bother to hide the tears coming out.

I just pray Pandora is safe.

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Pandora Gray

You've really fucked up, Pandora.