Tearing Down Walls

Tearing Down Walls 19

* Authors note: Sorry for the late updates. I know you've all waited forever for these but I've been updating since eight yesterday night and its now one in the morning and I'm still going. I think I deserve props or something lol :) So did any of you go to the concert? I didn't... :(

Chapter 19 Harry

Saying goodbye was the hardest thing in the world. I couldn't leave her behind. She kept telling me I was acting like a mom. Now that she told me more about her past, she was more open to talking about it. I made sure she had my number and other ways to contact me before she promised me she'd be fine and pushed me out the door. Paul just laughed as I mentioned all the things that could go wrong. "Calm down Harry. She'll be okay. It's not like she's a baby. She's a young lady who can take care of herself." We didn't talk much after that. When we got back to our hotel in Vegas, me and Paul found a wasted Louis sleeping on the couch. "Are you kidding me?" Paul sighed running a hand down his face. I gently shoved Louis off the couch. His head bounced of the floor. 

"What the?" he asked, raising his head a little to quickly. I just smiled. "Harry, I don't know why I put up with you." he said rubbing the back of his head.

"Cause I'm Harry, duh. Where are the rest of the lads?" I asked. Louis pushed himself off the ground. 

"Do I look like I know where they are? You pushed me off the couch. I have no memory thanks to this slight hangover and hitting my head on the floor." he gave me a pointed look.

"Someone has something shoved up their anus." he just shook his head and retreated to his room. Paul went to check on the other boys while I went back to my room.It seemed unusually empty. Without Havannah I had nothing but pillows to cuddle with. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. "I miss you already." I walked into the bathroom and found a note. Curiosity took over me and I read it.

Harry,

I wrote this before we left obviously, but I just want you to know that I love you. Not because you're Harry Styles from One Direction, but because you're Harry. I don't know if that makes sense to you, but if we have to spend months apart in different countries I wanted you to know that I'll be here because you have my heart and no one else can claim it.

Love, Vannah

I folded the note back up and put it in my jacket pocket. I changed into my 'pajamas' and went to bed wishing the next concert would come sooner.

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Havannah

This absolutely sucks. Since we're an hour ahead of the west coast when I get up for school, Harry's not awake. He can't talk to me and give me a pep talk about what school's going to be like now that I'm dating a member of a boy band. "I'm going insane. Please help me." I yelled to Kat who was scrunching her hair. She turned around and shook her head. 

"I can't give you the help you need. You're too messed up." I glared at her and she sighed. "Look, you'll be fine. I think you're just ovvereacting." she said nonchalantley. I ran a hand down my face and sighed. "You act as if you don't want people to know you're dating Harry." she eyed me curiously.

"It's not that I don't want people to know about us, it's just that I don't want it to know about us." I said in disgust and cringed. She froze, her hand in the midst of her blond hair. 

"What is 'it'?" she asked.

"Claire." I said without emotion. Claire had hated me forever, and I intended on giving her a reason to hate me in eighth grade. I remember how she was all 'dressed to impress' for the college fair. I had purchased three buckets of paint. Sky and I were best friends back then, and we hid up in the balcony waiting for her turn to present. When she was halfway through her presentation we dumped black, white, and red paint all over her. Needless to say I was suspended for a week and she hated me even more, but this time she had a reason. The principal did suspend Sky since she had decided to use our school colors. Now Claire had an obsession with this guy. The guy I was currently dating.