Still Mine

What if someone said something to you, trying to discourage you from following your dreams. Would you give up on that dream? Or would you follow that dream and prove them wrong. What if the person who tired to discourage you came to an event of your dream that is now reality and tried to win you back?

My name is Olivia Wilson, and I know what I'd do.


58. Chapter 58

Chapter 58

Liv’s POV
My parents and I shared one more hug with each other before they finally had to go, they couldn’t be late to Anaheim.

“Bye mom, bye dad,” I said as we pulled away from the embrace.

“Bye Liv, promise me the second your tour ends you’ll be on the next plane out here,” my mom said, placing her hands on my shoulders.

“I’ll try,” I assured her and smiled. “Now go, you’re going to be late,” I said.

“Bye,” she said again, and gave me another quick hug before getting into the car.

“Bye Liv,” my dad said and of course pulled me into another embrace. “No matter what you do I’ll always be proud of you, just remember that,” my dad whispered in my ear and pulled back.

He has always said that to me, but I think this time it meant more, and was most likely directed at this Harry situation.

I smiled at him as he walked to the other side of the car and got in. I waved bye to them until the car was out of sight.

I let out a loud sigh as I put my purse on my shoulder, and grabbed the handle of my suitcase and walked inside. I walked over to where security was, thankful that there wasn’t a huge line to wait in. I rolled my suitcase behind me as I through the line space that was created with dividers until I reached the end of the short line of people that were there.

Luckily since there weren’t very many people, security was a breeze to get through and before I knew it, I was walking down to the screens to check my gate. My eyes scanned the screen through the list of different cities until I found my flight for London. Luckily it was still on time, so I looked at the gate number and made my way there.

Once I arrived at my terminal, I sat down on one of the chairs, and checked the time. I had over an hour until my plane was going to get here. I sighed and threw my head back in the chair. What was I going to do for an hour here? I wish my parents hadn’t needed to leave for Anaheim until later in the day.

I decided to go ahead and get out my phone and listen to music for a while. When I clicked on the screen, it was the first time in days that my notifications have been completely empty. I guess Harry’s given up.


I quickly woke up from the sound of a child screaming. I looked around and realized I was still in the airport, I didn’t even notice I had fallen asleep. A moment of panic occurred as I quickly picked up my phone and checked the time. The panic was soon replaced with relief once I saw that I still had ten minutes until my plane was supposed to arrive. I decided to go ahead and put my headphones back in my purse and just play on my phone for the time remaining.

Close to fifteen minutes had passed now, and I was now very confused as to where my plane was. I gave it a few more minutes, and once it still wasn’t here I got up from my seat and went to one of the desks.

Once the person in front of me was done, the lady behind the desk greeted me with a smile, “How can I help you?” she asked.

I told her about how I was worried about my plane not coming. She typed away at her computer once I told her my flight number.

“That plane was delayed due to large amounts of snow in its route,” she informed me.

“Okay,” I walked back over to where I was sitting.

I felt like I was never going to get out of this airport. As much as I wasn’t looking forward to going back to London, it was much better then being stuck in the airport.

Harry’s POV

Don’t call her, its not worth it, she won’t pick up. I kept telling myself this as I sat in my kitchen with my phone in front of me. I so desperately wanted to call her, but I really did need to give her some space. Calling her wasn’t doing anything to help me anyway; it was just most likely bothering her, and upsetting me that she won’t answer.

I went over my plan again, adding some things to it so it’d be perfect. Her plane wasn’t going to come in until later tonight, and I had a feeling due to all the snow that her plane would be late departing and arriving. I wanted to greet her at the airport when she got off the plane, but Niall told me that’d be too much. And that it probably bother her since I’d trying to talk to her until she got in the taxi since she obviously won’t let me drive her to her apartment.

Niall and I decided on me just going to her apartment and waiting outside her door until she arrived. That way she could just go inside and leave me be whenever she wanted.

The whole plan Niall and I had put together was probably a long shot of working, but it was sure to impress Liv. Everything I was going to do to impress her was going to be tomorrow though.

I put my now empty plate into the sink and grabbed my phone, trying it off as I headed to my room to get dressed.

I decided on just wearing black jeans and a t-shirt today. Once I was dressed, I ran my hand through my hair and put my shoes on. I wasn’t sure where I was going, but I needed to get out of the house for a while. I grabbed my car keys and jacket and went into the garage and got into my car. I’d probably just go down to the coffee shop for a while since it was close, and I didn’t want to drive to far in the snow.

As I was driving, I turned on the radio and of course one of Liv’s songs was on. 

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