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?


9. This is GOODBYE?

Arana's P.O.V

    Anne pulled the black car into the driveway and parked the car. We all got out. I was still in my black dress, and I was freezing. Harry walked by my side and he held his hand out for me. I rejected it, and walked to the open door. I walked inside the neat and organized house. I looked back to see if Harry was coming. I saw him, still in the snow, he was looking down and just standing there. I didn't care that's not why I was there. "Arana.." Gemma asked me, but I ignored her by walking up the steps and down the hall. I walked past Harry's room. I stopped and looked at it, from the doorway. I started to feel weak, and like I was going to cry, so I kept walking down the hall. I stopped at my door. I slowly turned the white knob and walked inside ever so quietly. I stood in the middle of my room, looking at all my things, thinking about all the memories I had in here. Thinking of all the stories I told Harry in here, when I told him about my dad and mom, and he stayed up all night trying to make this room perfect for me. I smiled, I was never going to have anymore of those memories, will I? I walked to my closet and started sorting clothes. I threw all my clothes I wanted onto the messy bed. I found a pile of bags, and I grabbed them. They were from when Harry and I said we were going to run away, and live happy ever after, when we were 10. I smiled, then I remembered why I was here. I wasn't here for memories, I was here to leave.  I grabbed my 2 pair of Toms. I shoved them into the blue bag. I shoved my clothes in the bag, then I zipped the bag. I looked around and I looked at the pictures of Harry and I on my night stand. I smiled, I grabbed them. I grabbed another bag and I slowly placed them in the the bag. I went to the closet to find another thing I could pack. I was digging through the trash in the closet. I came across a small blanket. I picked it up. It was Harry's baby blanket. He gave it to me when I first met him. He told me I was his best friend and that I need something memeriable of his. I smiled, and rememberd the memories of us. I tucked it in my bag. Then I zipped it up the bags and turned to look at the room. I turned and looked at the door.  Harry was staning in the door way. I instantly felt like passing out. "Leaving so soon?" He asked. "How long have you been there?" I asked. He laughed, and looked down. He hesitated for a minute. "The whole time. I watched you look at my room. Everything." He said. His voice was horsey. I knew he was going to cry. "Why?" He questioned. "Why what?" I walked over to him. I let my hand touch his face. My hand was ice agasnt his face. "Why are you leaving? Now?" He asked. He looked at me. His eyes, were filled with tears. They were not tears of joy either. "I have to. You obviously have things to do this week. This is...Good bye." I said. I turned to grab my bags. He grabbed my arm. "Good bye? What the hell are you talking about?" He hushed his voice. "This isn't go-" He stopped talking. "Are you sure you want to leave right now?" He asked. I didn't want to. I couldn't get in the way of him this week. If I got of his life faster, the more he would forget about me. The more he can live his dream. I walked to my bed and grabbed my bags. I took one more look at my room. Tears formed in my eyes, I held them back. Then I walked past Harry. He still just stood in the doorway. I walked down the hall, leaving him there. I stopped at Harry's room. The window was open and it was freezing in there. Things were on the floor. My Harry. I cracked a smile thinking about him. Then I felt him as he took the bags from my hands. "H-" He shushed me. He walked down the steps I following behind him. He helped me carry my bags down the steps? What? I saw Anne. "Do you guys want to go to the-" She looked up and saw my bags. She saw the tears on Harry's face. "Wha-?" She trailed off. I walked over to her. "Thanks." I mouthed to her, no words were able to come out. Harry walked outside. He walked to the car and threw my bags in the seat. I waved bye to Anne and Gemma. Then I walked outside, to Harry. "Harry." I began. He smiled. "I don't want to hear it. I know. I know. I won't see you. Well who says I will be famous. Who says I will even make it? Huuh? No one. There is no guarntee." He snapped. I backed up. "I just...thought.." I began to cry. That hurt me. His words cut the hole even deeper. "You thought what? Nothing?" He shouted. I looked at his face. I opened the car door and grabbed my bags. I threw them over my shoulder and on my hand. "Arana?" He asked. The tears felt like non stop. I looked at him. "Don't say you won't make it. I know you will. You are amazing. Good bye Harry." I said in a cracky voice. "This isn't good bye! This is a....see you later. This is....see you soon?" He said. "I don't think it is this time. I think...it's good bye. So good bye Harry. I hope everything you have ever dreamed for comes true. I sincerely mean that." I turned and walked down his drive way, when I got to the end. I looked back. Harry was in the drive way, standing there. I turned the corner and started to walk home. Was that it? Was that all of my love story? Why did he hae to leave? This sucked.

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