Chasing the Sun

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COMPLETED. Alira Somers. A 19 year old girl who isn't that much of a fan of One Direction. But her best friend, Jenna, won tickets to a little 'promo' about One Direction. Little did they know, One Direction was performing. That's where they lay eyes on both of them for the first time. That's when Alira changed her views on them. That's when 2/5 will fall for her. That's when all hell breaks loose in her life.

**Blurb is misleading, it isn't as good as I thought it would be. Personally, it's not my best but by all means, if you want to read it go ahead! Just let me warn you, it's not as good as the blurb says.


43. Chapter 43: Halira


Chapter 43: Halira


‘Harry... what are you doing?’ I asked, as he posed with his right leg on the chair and his elbow resting on his knee and underneath his chin.

‘You told me to pose and well, I’m posing.’ He shrugged.

‘I didn’t mean to pose like the thinker, you donkey!’ I said, a little exasperated.

‘But it’s a good pose!’ He complained with a pout on his lips. I rolled my eyes at his behaviour.

‘Harry Edward Styles. If you don’t do as I say, I’m going to kick you off and do everyone else’s before yours.’ I commanded.

‘Ugh, fiiiine. What am I supposed to do?’ He sighed.

‘Okay, sexiest face you can pull.’ I joked.

But he did exactly that and I couldn’t help but draw in a sharp intake of breath. He looked incredibly hot. And I mean, wow. I’ve never noticed how sexy he can be. Damn, I need to pay more attention to these boys. My heart fluttered a little as my eyes raked over his face. I raised the camera to my face to hide my face, which I’m sure is a deep shade of red. 

‘Um, t-that was good.’ I stammered a little. ‘Now, squat a little, rest your arms on your thighs and just give me an expression.’

He did exactly that and my heart fluttered twice as fast. I told him how to pose and all until i was done. And when I did say it was over, he walked over to me and bent low until his lips were near my ear. I stood still.

‘I’ve missed you, Ali.’ He whispers in my ear, his breath lingering on the nape of my neck.

He grabbed my shoulders and pulled me in for a hug. He wrapped his arms around my shoulders. I finally broke out of my paralysed state, letting out a breath I never knew I held, and wrapped my arms around his torso. I held on tightly, as if I was afraid to let go. To be honest, I sort of was.

I was afraid that if I did let go, he will just disappear. He will disappear the way Louis did. I don’t want Harry to leave me. Harry has always had a special spot in my heart, as cheesy as that sounds. I can never hold anger or hate towards him. He’s too likable and too... amazing to have violent thoughts against. I just can never be irate towards him. 

‘I’ve missed you too, Harry.’ I whispered in his ear, through all his luscious curls.

And in that moment, I realised I never stopped liking Harry. Not even through being with Louis, or when I told Louis I loved him, or when they left me alone in Australia. Through all that I still had a small liking for Harry. 

We both let go, a little reluctantly and we just sort of stared into each other’s eyes. I can feel everyone else’s eyes on us but all I could see were his green orbs. I couldn’t seem to avert my eyes away. I just... stared. And he stared back. Until a throat was cleared from the side and that broke us both out of our trance.

‘Right... um, Zayn. Your turn.’ I called out, looking away from Harry. He walked off the set and Zayn walked on.

‘Was it just me or was the atmosphere a little tense with you two?’ Zayn asked with his eyebrows raised high in question.

‘It was just you, Zayn.’ I laughed lightly.


Harry’s POV


‘Done!’ Ali finally called out the word I’ve long been awaiting for. 

As soon as she said it, I walked over to her. My body started to act of its own accord. I wasn’t controlling any of it, yet it moved. It moved until I stood right in front of her and I dipped my head down to her ear. Her body was still and my heart pounded for being so close to her.

‘I’ve missed you, Ali.’ I whispered the words that’s been repeating over and over in my head for the past few weeks. 

I grabbed her shoulders and pulled her in for an embrace. I wrapped my arms around her shoulders and held her. I felt her arms wound around my torso. She squeezed me tightly and we just stood there, holding each other.

I’ve missed her. I’ve missed her so much. I remember being so mad at Louis after that interview. The interview where he lied about his relationship with Ali and I could just imagine her sitting at home watching that. I could imagine seeing the tears down her face and all I wanted after that interview was to be with her. Louis ruined all his chances with an amazing girl. He let go of someone he should’ve cherished forever. 

‘I’ve missed you too, Harry.’ Her soft melodic voice whispered into my ear, her gentle breath shifting my curls. 

I breathed out a sigh of relief internally. I never knew five words could have such a great effect on me.

I let go of her, a little unwillingly. I looked right into her brown eyes and just stood there staring. Her brown eyes were warm and soft. They looked content. I couldn’t bring myself to look away. I just couldn’t. Her eyes were just inviting. Someone cleared their throat from the side and broke Ali out of her trance. Once she looked away I was able to look away as well. But I didn’t. I stayed staring at her for a little while longer.

‘Right... um, Zayn. Your turn.’ Ali called out and I sighed inside. I walked off the set as Zayn walked on. 

As I was walking away, I heard Zayn ask her something and heard her velvety laugh in response. 

‘What was that about?’ Louis asked, gesturing to the set where I was with Ali a few minutes ago.

‘What do you mean?’ I acted dumb.

‘You very well know what I mean. What was that with you and Ali?’ He asked, completely serious now.

‘Nothing, I just told her I missed her.’ I said pointedly, as if telling him he was the reason why I had to miss her.

‘Look, Harry, I know you blame me for doing that to her and believe me I feel guilty as hell but we’ve both moved on from that. I know i shouldn’t have done that but Eleanor was there and I just... I couldn’t keep it with Ali if I knew Eleanor was there.’ He explained and I had to refrain from rolling my eyes.

‘And that gave you the right to not call her, not explain to her what happened, to practically humiliate her on national tv? Louis, no matter how far you’ve both moved on from that, it doesn’t change what you did and how much I know you hurt her.’ I exclaimed.

‘I know, okay! I know! I know I was selfish, I know I never thought twice about Ali...’ He began but I cut him off.

You told Ali you loved her, for christ’s sake! How do you think she felt after that interview!? I never thought of you to be this selfish, Lou.’ I fumed.

‘I know, Harry, okay. I know everything. I can’t make up for what I did, not in a million years. And there are no words that can make up for it. I know I ruined everything with Ali. I just... all I thought was myself at the time.’ He sighed. 

‘Find closure, Lou. You need to get some closure before you can say you both moved on.’ I said.

‘I will, Harry.’ He closed.

‘Now, it’s awkward that El and Ali are like close friends, isn’t it?’ I joked, hoping to lighten up the atmosphere. 

‘You don’t even understand! I’m actually quite glad that Ali wants to hide our relationship from Eleanor. El would’ve slapped me silly if she heard what I did to Ali. El’s practically in love with her.’ He groaned a little. I gave a hearty chuckle.

‘Then, let’s hope lying doesn’t bite us on the ass.’ I replied before walking off.






And the truth comes out, aye?


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