Ever Since New York

"I've been praying, I never did before.... Understand I'm talking to the walls... And I've been praying ever since New York."


1. Prologue

Waking up in my room, there was only one image in my mind. It was her long dark hair framing her olive colored face. It was the way her dark brown eyes lit up when she smiled. The image of lying in bed beside a beautiful girl, only to wake up and she wasn't there. There was a sudden feeling of emptiness, a feeling of longing for something I couldn't have. It was her.

"Harry, you awake yet?" A knock sounded at the door. The guys were staying over at the flat. I had been awake for an hour now, thinking about the girl. It was the fact that a part of me would never see her again, and I hated to feel this way for someone I hardly knew. Though it felt like I've known her forever. I manage to get out of bed and put on a pair of boxer-briefs.

Liam was at the door, wearing nothing but a grey sweater and black sweats. His sleeves were pushed halfway up his arms. "You alright mate?" He must've seen the look on my face. I had a restless night. He didn't need to be concerned, but that's what friends are for. I mumbled a response to him, which he seemed to take was formed by my lack of sleep or lack of alertness. I headed downstairs to see the other two at the table. Niall and Louis were drinking coffee. I decided to pour a cup for myself and join them. 

Liam said that he was going out for a run before exiting the flat, leaving me to talk with Niall and Louis. Honestly, I wasn't in the mood to talk. The other two knew that. I can almost feel her warmth against my own from that night. Her body pressed against me. She smelled of a hint of rose and peach. If I close my eyes, I'd imagine myself there with her.

The endless conversations we had the night before led up to the last night, which had ended in a heated passion. Though to me, it was more than just that. What I feared the most was that I was never going to see her again. The memory of her seemed like yesterday, except it happened just a mere three months ago. I can hear the sound of her laughing, see the way her eyes lit up when she smiled.

I imagined reaching up to caress her cheek, gazing into her loving eyes. The sad part of it all was that I never received her number. I was enjoying the moment I had spent with her when I hardly bothered to ask for her contact information. I allowed my feelings to get the best of me. Despite not having her number, I was glad to have gotten to know such a beautiful woman. 

I poured myself a cup of hot coffee. "Are we going out tonight?" Asked Niall. Today was Saturday. I didn't answer Niall and exited the room. As much as I wanted to join my friends, I couldn't. The guys and I had just arrived home the other weekend from our 8-month tour. This tour was for our most recent album after our long hiatus. Since then, all the hype had died down. Still, I wanted to see that girl.

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