He's Mine

As I turn 17, the things I thought were the most important, seemed to prove me wrong. So now I sit on this plane with my best friend Haley, waiting for my arrival in NY, my big break. Little did I know I was going to be staying at the most expensive apartment in Manhattan. Yeah, you heard right. Let's just say, my uncle is more than just a rich fellow. Maybe I'll meet someone special. Maybe they'll be real. Maybe they'll be my next door neighbor for the summer? All I hope is that the day I meet him, my heart is ready to let him in.


17. Goodbye.

A/N: This chapter's going to be short :/ not a lot of things are going to happen here. Next chapter will be the cut-off list, then I'll talk about the sequel k? K. xx

Eliza's POV.

It been two days since Harry and I's fight. And I haven't come In contact with him since... If I did, I'd probably breakdown crying once more... So now I'm standing in the airport again, where it had all began. Crack. Yep there goes my heart again... But this time, with a different companion. Eleanor.

Everyone was here, except Harry and Lou... Eleanor explained that Louis didn't want Harry to be alone. So he told her to tell me sorry for him... "We're all going to miss you Eli!" Liam whimpered, pulling me in for a hug, his eyes tearing up. "Oh Liam, I'm going to miss all of you too." I choked out, crying a little too. Soon everyone joined in, wrapping their arms tightly around Liam and I.

I was going to miss this family so so much. I hugged each and every one of them before Zayn thought it would be best if they leave before they end up leaving looking like absolute messes... You know, tears, read eyes and noses. Not the best sight. Before they turned to walk away, Niall quickly turned around, running back over to me. "Can I talk to you first?" He asked, signaling to the others to wait in the car.

Eleanor nodded, telling me she'd wait where she was. He pulled me over to one corner, looking me straight in the eyes with his electric blue ones. "Harry's innocent." He stated, making my eyebrows furrow. "Wha-what? Why are you telling me this? Are you taking his side?!" I whisper-yelled, not wanting to draw attention to us. "No! Of course not! But Taylor threatened him. I just... I wanted you to know that." He quickly said, putting his hand on my shoulder.

"I want to believe you Niall, I really do. But you have to trust me on this. I need the space. I'm going back to London to study for my degree. Even if Taylor had forced him, it won't matter. I'll be in Cambridge, and he'll be in Cheshire... It just wouldn't work out." I sighed, a tear running down my cheek.

He wiped it away calmly, looking me straight in the eyes. "If two people are meant to be together, they'll find their way back to each other. I won't push it, but please don't forget him. Or me... Or the boys. We love you Eliza, never forget that." With that, he pulled me in for a tight hug, which I returned, crying softly into his shoulder. He kissed my head and with that, he ran back to the car, and I went back to Eleanor.

"You knew didn't you..." I murmured to Eleanor as we sat in Starbucks, sipping our drinks. "That Taylor forced Harry? Yeah. But I knew that wasn't going to change your decision to go back to London." I sighed, running her fingers swiftly through her hair. "That's true." I groaned, playing with my ponytail. "Well there's no turning back now." And she was right.

Harry's POV.

I lay here on my bed, looking up at the ceiling. All the memories we had, just kept flashing in front of my eyes. Like the day I first met Eliza. Her vibrant red hair was the first thing to catch me eye, the way she would always brush it out of her face absentmindedly, or how she'd tuck it behind her ear when she was nervous.

Then the day I took her and Haley out for dinner at that Italian restaurant, and the day I asked her to be mine. I broke my promise to her, even though I did try. Somehow I always seem to be messing things up. AND I HATE IT.

"You're a complete mess, mate." Louis sighed, giving me a pat on the leg. "I miss her already." I mumbled, wanting nothing more than to just hold her in my arms again and run my fingers through her light brown hair that she had dyed that day for the PCAs. The tears had stopped flowing, mostly because I had none left in me.

"Well let's just pray fate treats you well." Louis mumbled, lying down next to me. "Yeah... Let's pray."


Author's note: OH MY GOSH IT'S ENDED D': I CAN'T EVEN STOP CRYING RIGHT NOW... :( I didn't want to end it... But everything has to stop at some point.

ANYWHO. The sequel will be called 'Second Chances' but it'll be a while until that's posted. Basically I just wanted to thank all of you for sticking with me throughout the story and making it pretty popular. You guys are just beyond amazing. <3

The cutoff list will be in the next chapter, and that will be posted soon. I hope you guys will like the sequel just as much!

Thank you, again, to all my Little Owls


Love you long time :*

-Sarah xoxo

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