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?

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57. Right?

Arana's P.O.V

  

For the next couple of days, everything was great. We are headed back to the airport and I was exhausted. I wanted to sleep.

We finally got to the airport and it was about 11pm. I was laying across Liam, Louis and Harry. My feet on Liam, and my stomach on Louis, then my head on Harry's lap. Harry was messing with my hair. It was slowly putting me to sleep. Then I heard someone whisper. "Arana?" They asked me. I opened my eyes. Zayn was looking at me. Great the one thing I wanted to see when I woke up. "Babe, may Harry and I trade seats? So I can sit next you on the plane? Harry said it was ok." He asked me. I was furious with this question. His eyes were filled with sorrow and emptiness. I sighed. "Sure." I said closing my eyes.

"Sweet heart?" Someone shook me. It was Liam. "Come on sexy. Time to go home!!" Louis laughed. He was still loud and annoying. But I liked it.

We got on the plane. Harry and Liam sat in front of Zayn and I. Louis and Niall behind us. I was by the window, behind Liam. Zayn smiled, when I looked at him.

"Can I talk to you?" Zayn asked me. I saw Harry look behind the seats, and smile. I giggled a bit. "Sure." I said adjusting myself to the seat.

"Ok, so you know how I was good all week. I didn't say anything. I didn't complain. I didn't-" I cut him off. "I get the point Zayn. What?" I asked him. "I want to say. Even though it KILLS me to see you with Harry. I am glad you two are together. I would rather see you happy then sad, and you are happy with Harry. So if you're happy, than so am I." He smiled. "Thank you. So are you ok with just friends?" I asked. He laughed. "I can adjust to it." He smirked. I rolled my eyes and laughed. "Can I sleep on you?" I asked him. He laughed. "Harry?" He asked. "Sure mate!" Harry yelled. He was listening the whole conversation. I pulled the arm rest up and laid my head on his lap which by the way, felt wrong! But I was tired. He was messing with my hair, then I closed my eyes, I heard Harry say: "Awe, BFFL's!" He giggled. Then there was a flash, so I'm guessing he took a pic. Wow really Harry? Then Zayn began to sing Little Things in my ear. I smiled, somehow, this isn't wrong. I didn't feel any affection by this, only friends. This is right...Right?

 

 

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