The Story of Us

Goodbye

I just stood there with my head in my legs for a really long time. I thought about how happy I was a few hours ago. I was supposed to go on a trip with my fiancee' and we were supposed to get married. It took me a little while to realize that the future that was planned for us was probbably gone. The house outside of London we were supposed to live in with our kids running around, the weekend barbeques with the rest of the boys and their families, the looks on our children's faces on Christmas morning... There was a really big chance that it was all gone. As I was thinking about rushing back into the house to say how sorry I am, I realized the Sun was already setting down behind London. There was nothing left for me to do other than calling a taxi and going to the airport. Luckely I got to the last flight for Split in time. Before getting on the plane I realised this might be the last time I'm in London. The last time I'll ever feel cold in a T-Shirt in the middle of the Summer and the last time I'll have takeout breakfest from Starbucks in the middle of Trafalgar square. I know we just had a fight and I'm dramatizing, but I'm going to miss everyone, not just Harry. Louis, Niall, Zayn, Liam, El, Danielle, Perrie, Lou, Tom and Lux. Even Paul. They grew so much on me for the past few moths that it will be hard to forget them. In some way I felt just like Bella in ''New Moon'',

being pushed away from the one that you love because it's better for everyone else that way. Who knows, maybe my Edward will come back, or my Harry Edward but I don't want a Jacob. Nobody will ever replace Harry, he is my first love after all. Sure, I had my heart broken a million times over a million lost friendships, but Harry kinda glued it all together. And now I feel like the glue is melting and that it will all fall apart again. In some way I knew it was to good to be true. It was like I was sleeping in heaven waiting for my mum to wake me up for school and I fell out of bed. Except I was falling from the sky and it hurt so bad when I hit the concrete. All those thoughts made me tired so I fell asleep with my head on the window just as we were passing the shimmering lights of the city that never sleeps.

-Miss, miss. Wake up.-somebody shook my shoulder in attempt to wake me up.

-Huh? Where am I?-I asked with my left eye still closed.

-We just landed in Kaštela.-It was the stuardess.

-Oh. Thanks.-I got up from my seat and got off the plane. The next bus to Split was in 2 hours so I had some time to kill. I thought I could get my mind off of things by watching the late night news but as always, I was wrong. They started talking about the people that will preform at the Olympics:

''ED SHEERAN, PAUL MCCARTNEY, ANNIE LENNOX, TAKE THAT, JESSIE J AND ONE DIRECTION ARE JUST A FEW NAMES THAT WILL BE PREFORMING ON THE 2012 OLYMPIC GAMES IN LONDON. AMONGST ALL OF THOSE PEOPLE WE WOULD LIKE TO POINT OUT THE BOYBAND ONE DIRECTION'' As soon as the TV presenter said One Direction I ammediatley jumped up. As much as I didn't want it to, I just did. I guess that was a reflex inside of me that will never stop working. ''IN JUST LESS THAN TWO YEARS THEY ROSE FROM THE X-FACTOR CONTESTANTS TO THE BIGGEST BAND IN THE WORLD.'' The TV thing didn't work so I put my headphones on and started listening to music. All was good untill ''A thousand years'' started playing. That was the song somebody on the street was singing when me and Harry first kissed on the top of the ''big red bus''. We were looking at the skyline when I turned around and saw him looking at me. His hair was dancing on the wind as his eyes were shining like stars. In that moment I only felt my heart pounding like a drum and hundrets of butterflies in my stomach. No fear, no angziety. Just me and him. That was before the kiss. The second his face started moving closer to me, so did mine. It was like we were connected. My hands jumped on his shoulders and neck, and his went down my waist. The moment when our lips met, I felt like nothing else matters and all the feelings got trippeled. All of my friends had their first kiss when we played Truth or dare in the 4th grade but I was lucky enough to wait for the right guy, and lucky enough to find him. Without a warning a tear fell from my eye and on to my iPod. I realised I still had a picture of Harry when we went bungee jumping as my wallpaper. It will be so hard to avoid him. As soon as people see him without me every magazine and tweet will be full of news about us breaking up. When you're famous or at least dating someone famous, everything you do is like under the microscope. As I was climbing on the bus which came 15 minutes later the bus driver saw my tears and said said:

-Don't be sad, it's not the end of the world.-

-No, my world is still there, I'm just not in it.-I smiled trough the tears as the driver gave me the ticket.

-Everything will fall into place, you'll se.-I took the ticket and went to the back of the bus. Just as I sat down I said to myself:

-I hope so, because that's what I keep telling myself and nothing happens.-