Falling For You

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-intro-

I sat on my bed, looking at pictures of me and Harry. Different ones from when we were different ages. Junior prom, senior prom, when I visited him on tour. Us laughing, hugging, smiling at each other, sleeping and cuddling, kissing. Each one hurt just a little bit more to look at. This summer...it had been absolutely insane. And as I packed my suitcase in the back of the tour bus, I realized that through all the ups and all the downs, I really didn't want it to end.

"You alright, love?" Niall walked into my room, softly smiling at me. "Do you want to talk about it?"

"It just sucks." I sighed. "I don't want to go home, you know? It really sucks."

"I know. Why can't you go overseas with us?"

"My parents want me home." I sighed.

"Right. Damn parents." He smiled at me. I weakly smiled back, and he pulled me into a huge, tight hug. "Do you want to talk about it?" He repeated, and I knew he wasn't talking about how I was feeling.

He was talking about Harry. The damn kid I hadn't said a word to in a week. The one who pissed me off to no end. The one who sometimes, I really just wanted to punch in the face. The one I was in love with. I sighed.

"Well, I guess this whole entire thing started when you guys came to London."