Loving my best friend

My friend

{Harry's POV}
Her light brown hair blows in the calm wind, as the sun slowly lowers. Her beautiful chocolate brown eyes sparkle at the gorgeous sight ahead of us. Her pink, luscious lips are slightly parted in awe. Oh why, oh why do you do this to me? You have this thing about you that just lures me in.
She turns to me. Her perfect, angelic voice says,"Harry, thank you for taking me here... The sight is absolutely astonishing." I nodded. "It is my pleasure." I said in my British accent, getting lost in her eyes. "Thank you, seriously. Ever since my mom died... I've-" she layed her head on my chest as she quietly started sobbing. "-felt s-so lone-ly."
I nodded, rubbing her back soothingly, knowing that her mother was the last piece of family she had. "I will always be here for you and I always have." She nodded, mumbling a 'thank you.' "I love you." I whispered quietly. She looks up to meet my gaze. "I love you, too." She said. We are leaning closer and closer to each other. Here we go... The moment I've been waiting for for seven years. She fluttered her eyes closed as I-

*End of daydream*

I came back into reality. "Harry? Harry? Did you hear me?" "Delilah, I know chocolate and tissues." She sniffled. "Okay... Bye." I sighed. "Bye." I hung up the phone and put it back into my back pocket. I am going to kill that low life douche bag for cheating on the love of my life. To top it all off...her mum died only three months ago.

I grabbed a box of tissues and a box of chocolates. I made my my way over to self check out. Suddenly, a girl with long blonde hair and vibrant blue eyes started, excitedly, jogging towards me. She looks like she is either 14 or 16. As soon as she reached me, she handed me a black sharpie and our new FOUR album. In a high pitched voice, she said,"oh my gosh...you are like my idol. Can you please sign this?" Even though I am exhausted from cuddling and soothing Delilah all day, I still managed to pull off a fake smile. "No problem, love." Once I signed it, I placed it back in her shaking hands. She squealed. "May I take a picture?" She asked, pulling out an IPhone out of her baby blue side purse. I nodded. "Sure." I put my arm around her shoulders as she shot the picture.

"Thank you." She said, walking away. Thank God.

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I pulled into the parking lot of the fancy hotel the boys and I are staying in right now. I grabbed the bag and walked through the front door, not forgetting to lock the doors of my black Range Rover behind me. I pressed the up button on the elevator and patiently waited.

I stepped in, after the elevator doors opened. Once inside, I pressed the button that read '40'. When it finally reached the floor, I walked to my door. It has a gold bar on the door that reads 'H497'.

I grabbed my key from my front pocket and put it into the keyhole, entering after hearing a 'click.'
"Lilah?" I called. "In here." She called back. I followed her voice to the living room. She is wrapped in my blue blanket, her eyes red and puffy. I walked closer and sat right next to her. I rubbed her back. "How ya holding up?" I asked. She shook her. "Don't worry about that douche bag... He is just a blind bastard that couldn't see the treasure that was right in front of him." She nodded and sighed. "I know." Her sparkly, big brown eyes are now dull and full of sadness. "Come here." I opened my arms. She did as told, and layed her head on my chest as I wrapped my arms around her protectively. "Harry... I don't know what to do..." She whispered, her voice slightly cracking. "You can live with me." I suggested. Her head popped up. "Are you sure?" I nodded. "I don't want to be a bother." I shook my head. "Why would I ask you to live with me, if I thought you were going to be a bother?" A look of uncertainty crossed her beautiful features. "Ummm... Okay." She accepted. "Okay, then."

I pulled her up. "Wait... What are you doing?" She asked, puzzled. "C'mon, just get dressed... I don't want you moping in here all day." She nodded and left. Right after she left, my phone buzzed. Wow... How ironic. I pulled it out and looked at my notifications, seeing that I had a new text message. 'Baby, where are you? I miss you Haz.' The text message is from an unknown number. I recognized the first three numbers after the area code. I sighed. Chelsea... My ex.

I deleted her number... I guess it's time to block it. 'Leave me alone!' I texted back. Delilah showed up right after I sent it... Like I said, ironic. She is wearing dark blue skinny jeans, a pink tank top, a light blue North Face jacket and gray converses. How can she be so beautiful and not even have make-up or a dress on? I smiled, grabbing her hand. "Where are we going?" She asked, still following. "To the park."