Chapter TEN!

"There isn't too much damage but you may have slight concussion. You will have to get someone to wake you every few hours" The doctor informed us. I looked questioningly over to Harry.

"I'll do it" He smiled. The doctor nodded before tapping something onto the computer. Something about his tone of voice lead me to believe there was something more to come.

"You will also need stitches" the doctor added leaving the room to collect the required tools. My breath hitched into my throat and my heart rate quickened. Stitches? Stitches scared me. Anything to do with needles sacred me and from having stitches before I know they weren't the most pleasant.

Harry POV

"You will also need stitches" the doctor added leaving the room to collect the required tools. Shit! I looked over to Kate, fear licked upon her face. Panic surfacing. I knew she hated stitches and if it wasn't for me in the first place she wouldn't be here.

"It'll be fine okay? You won't feel a thing" I reassured her even though the last part was a lie. She raised her eyebrows at me knowing full well it was lie. She opened her mouth to speak but snapped it shut again as the doctor reappeared. She grabbed my hand and squeezed down hard, her nerves getting the better of her. The tears gathering in her eyes. I squeezed back harder to show her I was here. She grimaced as the doctor sat down ready to start stitching up the cut. She looked back to me for support with an expression of fright and worry.

'I love you' I mouthed, knowing it would be enough.

Kate POV

"Come on people. We have places to go people to see" Niall shouted through the house as the last of us gathered around the door for the goodbyes that I had been dreading for weeks. Time had moved so fast, our lives spinning, they are becoming hard to control sometimes. My stomach bubbled with anticipation and my mouth became dry. I fidgeted praying for time to slow down to savour the last few moments with them.

The car horn sounded and we knew that it was time. They had to go for a book signing today and then they would be off to Birmingham for the first leg of the tour.

I approached Zayn first embracing them all in a tight hug, making Louis' a little longer. I could feel myself well up; I breathed deeply hoping to suck the tears back inside of me.

"See you soon alright?" Louis whispered into my ear sensing my mood. I nodded worried that if I spoke that I would burst into tears. As I hugged each one I breathed in their scents wanting to remember everything about them, I didn't want to forget anything.

"I'll miss you guys loads" I admitted, dabbing underneath my eyes as the wetness of a tear escaped, I caught it before it could go any further.

"Oh I think we might miss you as well hard to tell" Zayn replied. I chuckled, nudging him in the arm.

"Look after each other okay?" I instructed as if I was their mum. They all looked at one another and burst out laughing. I knew they would look out for each other no matter what, they were like brothers I had nothing to worry about.

We embraced in another group hug before they opened the door and stepped out towards the car waving.

"Bye!" I shouted. They reciprocated adding an 'I love you' which I shouted back. My heart was beating ferociously; I would miss them so much. I didn't want to be alone in this house; I didn't want to have to keep myself company. I longed to have them back so we could order a Chinese and watch any old crap on the T.V but I knew this couldn't happen. I couldn't stand in the way of their dream, of their career.

I spotted Harry standing at the other side of the hall giving me space to say bye to the others alone. This was going to be hard, I don't even know what to say but knowing that I will have to get used to it because this wont be the last. Goodbyes occur everyday but these surely are the worst.

He smiled towards me, it wasn't a Harry smile. It didn't reach his eyes it was a weak smile. An 'I'm going to be strong' smile. However I didn't smile one of those smiles back because I knew that I wouldn't be strong, I knew I would crumble. And I did.

I ran towards him swinging my arms around his torso, squeezing as hard as I could letting the tears flow freely. He rubbed my back as I held onto him for dear life, I held on with every fibre of my being swearing I would never let go. I nestled my face into his chest soaking up his scent, dampening his new white Jack Wills tee. I sobbed like a child. I lifted my head to gaze up to him keeping my grip around his body.

"I have to go" He whispered, his gaze on me. His face darkened with sadness. The pad of his thumb trailing along my cheek bone, ending the path of tears as he went. My skin tingled where he had touched me, burning with desire.

He leant down his finger finding my chin lifting it up for our lips to meet. His lips were gentle against mine; I locked my arms around his neck, my skin over heating as the kiss deepened. His arms tight around my waist. The kiss was passionate but gentle. His tongue had entered into my mouth and we both battled for dominance. He let out a husky groan before pulling away. I frowned not wanting it to end.

"I have to go" He repeated. I nodded understanding. I unwrapped my hands from the nape of his neck letting him go. We walked together to the open front door. Silence filling the air, there wasn't much to say. I fidgeted with my bracelet as we reached the steps that lead to the drive where the boys were waiting in the car.

"I love you so fucking much" He breathed bending to wrap his arms around me for the last time, his chocolate curls tickling my cheek. I felt him breathe in deeply as if he was smelling my hair and scent.

"I love you too" I croaked between tears. That sinking feeling rumbled through my stomach as he pulled away, our hands remaining entwined. He looked at me again, his eyes dull, his smile fake.

"Have a great time" I tried to smile, he nodded in acknowledgement. The time drew closer I knew any second he was going to walk out the door and wasn't going to return for weeks.

"Bye" he whispered, pressing his lips to my forehead stepping out into the cold, letting the hand that was safe in his fall to my side as he sauntered down the steps. I looked on in shock, feeling achy and sore as if a part of me was missing. I tried to put on a smile and wave but it was impossible it was like this expression was embedded into my face.

The car engine purred and tears fell down my cheeks, unafraid of being shown. I didn't watch the car leave; I couldn't so I went back into the house and closed the door, locking it. It felt like I had closed the door on them. I skulked up the stairs in a lazy manner ignoring everything I passed especially pictures of us all.

I flopped onto the bed rolling onto my back. It was then that my back collided with something with a point as it dug into my back. I reached behind me retrieving it. I looked at it and familiarity flooded my features as I sat up alert, excited. It was the CD case. I turned it over to see if Harry had left what he said he would. My eyes eagerly read the back of the case.

'We hope this is enough to keep you going until we get back. We love you.'

Track list

Isn't she lovely?- Stevie Wonder.

Chasing cars.- Snow Patrol.

Free Fallin'.- John Mayer.

I don't wanna miss a thing.- Aerosmith.

She will be loved.- Maroon 5.

Talking to the moon.- Bruno Mars.

Your song.- Ellie Goulding.

Torn.- Natalie Imbruglia.

The only exception.- Paramore.

Someone like you.- Adele.

Slow dancing in a burning room.- John Mayer.

Use somebody.- Kings of Leon.

Want you back.- Take That.

The flood.- Take That.

Uptown girls.- Westlife.

Barbie girl.- Aqua.

I've got a feeling.- The Black Eyes Peas.

One love.- Blue.

Tik tok.- Ke$ha.

Reach.- S Club 7.

5, 6, 7, 8.- Steps.

The way you look tonight.- Frank Sinatra.

Obviously.- Mcfly.

Animal- Neon Trees.

Firework- Katy Perry.

Angels- Robbie Williams

My eyes wandered over it again taking in the familiar track names of songs that I love including some old obsessions to current favourites, obviously this was just a handful of songs I like but some of these were my absolute favourites, I was astounded and overwhelmed, I wasn't sure what to do. When did they have the time to do all of this? I tried not to dwell on how much time this would have taken them and how the time could have been used to make the album and also the cost instead I tried to be grateful and accept the gift with open arms. It wasn't hard to try as I hugged the case to my chest closing my eyes, smiling. I was anxious to play it. I leapt off the bed and dashed out of the room downstairs to the sound system. My insides were exploding with excitement as I wrenched open the drawer that held the disk in the CD player and then hit play waiting for the unknown to unravel.

Hi guys. I know 26 songs is a lot but I made a list and these were the last 26 I got to and then I didn't know which ones to eliminate so I kept them all. Haha! Too indecisive. But anyways I hope you like it. Please review. Thank-you for reading. Much love! xxx