Jealousy

24

Weeks had went past very quickly and they were amazing to say the least. Me and Harry were super happy and I really liked my job. Things were going perfect.

Mia and Niall went to Niall's parents for the week so it was just Harry and I in the house. I was sitting in the living room when I heard Harry call from the office,

"Babe?" He yelled

"Yes?" I yelled back.

"Will you come here?" He asked.

I got up from the couch and walked into the office. He was sitting on the couch and when he saw me walk in, he stretched his arms out for me. I went over and sat next to him as he pulled me into a hug. What meant to be an innocent kiss, turned into a make out session. Harry pulled back and caught his breath,

"As much as I would like to continue this," He started smirking, "I need to talk to you." He said seriously.

I slightly shifted and nodded my head for him to continue.

He looked away and looked down at the floor like he was trying to find the right words to say,

"I uh, have to go back on tour next week." He said, still looking at the floor.

My heart dropped. I completely forgot he had to go back on tour. I was having the best couple months with him that I had forgotten he was only on a 2 month break. I choked back tears thinking about being away from him for months on end.

"I have to leave for Pennsylvania on Sunday." He said finally looking at me.

As his eyes met mine, I couldn't help but shed a tear. He pulled me into a tight hug and rubbed my back,

"Please don't cry Isa." He whispered.

I pulled back and rested my hands on his shoulders, "I just- what's gonna happen between us? We've been together for 2 months straight and now we're gonna go without seeing each other for months. I don't know if I can do that Harry." I said letting the tears fall.

He pulled me back into an even tighter hug, "I know it's going to be hard. But, Isa I love you. And i'm willing to do what ever it takes to be with you. I mean you'll come visit me, right? I have a show in Tennessee on the 28th, which is barely a month away. You can fly out there and we can stay for a couple of days, you can show me around your campus and I can meet your friends. It's going to be okay. I know it will be. Yes, it will be hard. But we're both strong and I know we can do this." He said. He pulled back and wiped my tears.

I slightly smiled. I felt a little more confident that I would be able to see him in a month, but at the same time, it was a whole month without him. Even though we haven't been together long, we've spent every second of the past 2 1/2 months together. So it's going to be difficult.

He stood up and reached his hand out for me,

"Now come on. We've got a whole house to ourselves. Let's use it to our advantage." He grinned.

I laughed and grabbed his hand as he pulled me upstairs.

I was going to miss this. I was going to miss him. A lot. I don't know how i'm going to be without him. But for now, i'm going to enjoy and savor every moment we have with each other.

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Sadly, Sunday came too quickly. It was nearly 7 am and Harry was packing up the last things to go to the airport. I told him I would drive him there. I brushed my teeth, threw my hair up in a bun, put on shorts and one of Harry's hoodies and slipped on my converse. I didn't care that I looked bad, all I cared about was Harry.

I was sitting on the bed as Harry packed up the last of his things. He walked over to me and pulled me into a hug. We sat there like that for 10 minutes, before pulling back. I gave him a weak smile and we both got up to head downstairs. Mia and Niall were in the kitchen making breakfast. Harry said his goodbye's and thanked them for letting him stay.

On the way to the airport, the car ride was silent. We sat there hand in hand, in silence. As we walked up to his gate, he turned and looked at me. He then pulled me into a massive bear hug. All of the tears I was holding back, came out. I didn't care if people were looking because right now, everything and everyone in the airport disappeared. It was just me and Harry. My Harry. I hugged his as tight as I could and he pulled back. His eyes looked damp too, which only wanted to make me cry even more.

He put both of his hands on my face and left a sweet, savory kiss on my lips. Neither one of us wanted to pull back. Reluctantly, Harry pulled back,

"I wish I could stay here forever, but my flight is going to leave me." He sighed.

"Let it leave. It's just an excuse for you to stay longer," I shrugged.

He chucked, "As much as I would love to do that. I have fans that need me."

I sighed, "Yeah, I know." I looked down at the ground.

He put a hand on my chin a pulled my face up. He put his lips on mine and pulled me into one last hug. He pulled back and stared into my eyes. I looked back at the beautiful green eyes I would miss so much,

"One month. We got this, okay?" He smiled.

"Yeah," I weakly smiled. "We got this." I said barely audible.

"I love you so much," He said.

"I love you more." I smiled.

"Not possible." He smiled.

I hugged him one last time and tried to fight the tears, but once again, failed. I watched as he walked away from me. Before turning around he mouthed 'I love you' and blew me a kiss. I giggled at his cheesy ness, but blew him one back and mouthed 'I love you most'.

I turned around and took a deep breath. I told myself, 'One month is nothing'. As I was walking back to the car, I felt my vision blur. I hurried and unlocked my car and hopped in. I broke down. I wasn't just sad about Harry leaving, I was also scared. What if me and him don't work out? What if the distance gets too hard? I snapped myself out of those thoughts. We will work out. It's going to be okay. We're going to be okay. I wiped my tears and started the car. My phone automatically connected, and started playing 'Olivia'. I quickly turned it off and opted for no radio. It would just make me miss him more.

When I got home, I lazily threw my keys on the table and slipped my shoes off. I headed upstairs and decided to sleep. It would help me take my mind off of him.

As I crawled in bed, it felt empty without him there. Despite the fact that I had 3 blankets on me, I felt cold. Cold and lonely.

I closed my eyes and forced myself to go to sleep. But it wasn't easy without him here. This was going to be harder than I thought.