Fast Forward 3 Weeks….
“Harry do you have everything!?” I head my Aunt call up to Harry.
I was standing right next to him watching him pack.
“Yeah, I think so” He called back out of breath.
He glanced over at me.
“Kayla” He said walking over to me.
“Don’t cry. Please” Harry said grabbing my shoulders.
Slowly, a few tears escaped.
He grasped me into a tight hug.
Harry was going on Tour and he wouldn’t be back for 3 Months.
“It’s just- I’m gonna miss you so much” I whispered to him.
“I know, I’m gonna miss you too” Harry mumbled into my ear.
We sat there not talking, just enjoying each other’s presence.
It wasn’t awkward at all.
I pulled back.
“Is there any chance I can come with you?” I asked him hopeful with a small smile on my face.
“I wish you could!” Harry exclaimed.
“But-” He stopped.
“But what?” I asked, while my eyebrows furrowed together.
“You’re only 15 Kayla. We shouldn’t take things too fast. I mean, come on, I’m dating your Aunt” Harry said.
“So? That didn’t stop you from kissing me in the car” I yelped,
“Kayla, I thought I told you we would NEVER talk about that night again” Harry said.
Anger crossed his face.
“Harry, everyone knows about that night. Why do you want to keep this a secret?” I asked hurt.
“Because” Harry whisper shouted at me.
“Do you regret that night?” I asked folding my arms over my chest, clearly I was angry.
“Well the way you’re acting now, I wish we hadn’t went out” Harry screeched at me.
My eyes widened and started to tear up.
I wiped my eye.
“Kayla, I’m sorry” Harry apologized walking over to me.
I cut him off.
“Save it Harry!” I yelled.
Harry stopped walking.
“Kayla” Harry started.
“No, Just- just lose my number” I yelled at him before running out of his room.
I ran down the stairs quickly.
“Kayla!” Harry called.
But all I did was run out the front door into the cold, foggy air.