Why'd you leave?

Arana Holland is bestfriends with Harry Styles, they grew up together! Then one day he suddenly leaves and tries out for the X-Factor. With all his fame he forgets about her, she meets him at a signing and he askes her to stay with them at a beach house, but will she fall for another boys? Will he get the girl he wants? Does someone snatch her up?


15. Ready?

Arana's P.O.V

   It was about 20 minutes before the concert started. I was like 10 minutes down the road from it. "Arana? Are you coming. We need to leave now!" Erica shouted from down the steps. I sighed, and took one last look at myself in the mirror. I was wearing a white shirt that had a giant heart on it. The heart was a half British flag, the other half was a Irish flag. Around it, it had the inside jokes on it, such as the video diaries or whatever. My hair was pencil stright. It looked darker than before. My make up covered my freckles. My contacts were in. My eyes were bright today. I smiled. I was wearing black short shorts and black Toms. I was going to their concert!!....I was...going to their concert. It hit me. It hit me like a bomb. What will happen when I see Harry. Will he reconize me? Will he even look at me? How I will react? My heart felt like it was beating 100x faster now. I felt like I couldn't breathe. "Arana?" Erica called snapping me back to reality. "Coming." I took one last look at myself hoping he would notice me.

    "Well, have fun babe." Erica said as she sat in the drivers seat. We were in the parking lot of the concert. There was a huge line. I sighed, and looked down. "Don't be nervous. Act like you own the place. You are amazing. Have fun. This is for you." She said. She was right, this was for me. I needed to get out and have fun. "Thanks...thank you for everything!" I leaned over and she hugged me. I whispered. "Thanks mom." She laughed. She pulled away and she was crying. Her brown eyes wern't cold. They had feelings. They wern't dull. "That means the world to me more than anything, that you called me mom. It really does." She said sniffling. "Well, you have been there like a mom should be. You are my mom." I smiled. She hugged me again. Then I got out of the red car. She waved bye. I smiled back and started to walk to the door. This was it. This is when we can say, hello for it seems like the first time.

    I got inside and walked around to shops selling things. "Arana?" Someone called my name. I turned to see if it was Harry. I looked around, hoping to find that boy. "Arana!" Someone called again. I didn't see anyone. "What?" I called out. No one anwsered. "Ma'm? Are you going to buy anything?" The boy behind the counter asked me. "Did you hear anyone yell Arana?" I asked him. He gave me a puzzled look. Maybe it was in my head. I didn't know. Probably just confused and my nerves.

   I found my seat in the arena I was in the first row off to the right side.. It was packed. There was a 13 year old girl with her boyfriend there. He hugged her as she watched for the boys. I saw some more young girls and their moms. I smiled, then I realized...I was alone. Everyone had someone else with them, and I was by myself. I probably looked like a loser....well I am.

    I was on my phone and I heard girls screaming louder than before. I looked up. The boys were on the stage. There he was. Harry, standing there in a blazer. His hair was still crazy. His dimples were showing, the light was reflecting off his auburn hair. He was standing next to Liam. On the end. He was on the other side. Zayn was on my side. I instantly started to cry. I wasn't crying for the same reason everyother girl there was. I was crying because I now realized my heart cried for him. My heart needed Harry to survive, he was my lifesaver. I sat down in my seat, and I cried into my knees. Could I stand being here?

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