Carli opened the door to my room and found me curled up in the hammock. She sighed and walked to the corner of my room with the hammock. Many times we had curled up in the hammock and talked about anything, and nothing at all. We had had plenty of good times in this house, but for me, the majority of the memories before Carli and I became friends were not all that happy.
My mother and I... well I don't even know how to explain it. Once she had yelled at me, I had cried to the point I had gotten sick. No apology, and after that she slapped me and walked out of the room. When my high school grades dipped below an A-, I was grounded until it was up to at least an A, and if she was having a bad day, A+. my father was never home, and when he was, he was stricter than my mother. When I was grounded for a week, he extended it to a month. And my sister, my sister was the worst. She was the baby of the family, the youngest one. She was a tomboy, and I was always considered the snooty princess who wasn't tough enough to belong to my family. I wasn't aggressive,or cruel to others, or at least I tried not to be.
Some days, the only place I could escape to was Aunt Dani's. It was my safe haven. I had spent countless days there, watching movies, going anywhere to get away form my terrible family
Carli and I sat there like that, for a good fifteen minutes. Neither one of us spoke, we just enjoyed the silence. I hadn't realized how nice it was to just sit in a room, with no noise to distract you from what you're doing.
"Ily" Carli said breaking the silence. "They sent me up here like twenty minutes ago. We were going to head for the hospital."
I nodded and silently stood to go to the hospital. When we got downstairs, all the boys were already in the cars. Carli and I climbed into aunt Dani's gray explorer. Carli got out the keys and started driving to the hospital. Aunt Dani had to work and left us the car. It was a quiet ride to the hospital. When we got there, aunt Dani lead us up to the ICU quietly. There were only allowed two people at a time in the small dark room. Everyone partnered up, and I ended up in a pair with Liam. Carli was with Niall. Louis with Eleanor. Zayn with Perrie. Harry was the odd man out, and I felt bad. I moved into my own little group of one and let those two be in a group. They tried to talk the nurse into a group of three, but she was getting aggravated, quickly. Carli and Niall were in first. They were in and out in under five minutes.
It was my turn. I quietly stepped into the room, and my heart almost stopped. Nana was hooked p to probably six different IV's and a ton of monitors. It was scary. Nana looked really pale and weak. I was afraid if I touched her, she would brake into little pieces. She gave me a small smile and sat up, opening her arms up for a hug. I leaned into her, careful not to put too much pressure onto her. She looked worse than the last time she was in the hospital. The last time, she almost died.
"Ily, sweetheart, I need you to listen to me. This is about the boys." I had been looking at the ground, and at the word boys my head snapped up. "Now, baby, I was there for, what, five days, and I can tell that Harry and Liam both really like you." my eyes got huge. Both?! I was on the edge of one. "I can see it in the way they look at you." Nana reached out and grabbed my hand. "Don't break either of their hearts, darling." her hand was cold and the beeping on the monitors became more and more erratic. She leaned forward and gave me kiss on the forehead. "I will be with you, no matter what. I love you." she slipped something cold into my hand. "Send in Liam and Harry, would you dear?" I nodded my head, and when I reached the door Nana spoke one more time. "Ily, I love you more than you will EVER know." I nodded my head and solemnly walked out to the others. I looked over to Liam and Harry and told them Nana wanted to see them.
I don't know what was taking the boys so long, they had been in there for almost fifteen minutes. I was sitting next to Carli when she nudged me. I looked over at her, my eyes still slightly watery. "Did she give you something?" she asked me in a hushed whisper.
I glanced down at my right hand, which held the object that Nana had slipped into my hand. I opened it too find a small gold heart with an very small diamond in the middle. It was hung on a very simple long gold chain. Carli opened her hand to show the almost exact same gold pendant, hung on a slightly shorter gold chain. "I'm guessing Nana didn't tell you what it is?" Carli asked me uncertainly. I shook my head slowly. "She melted down her wedding ring and cut the diamond. We literally each have half of her ring." I gasped. I couldn't believe she would give us something that important to her. Harry and Liam came out of Nana's room. Louis and Eleanor got up next, but before they could enter the room, a long solid tone came out of Nana's room. I knew what that sound meant. She had flat lined. I rushed for the room, but the nurse said I wasn't allowed in. Harry and Liam caught me. Liam picked me up and carried me over to the chairs. He sat me on his lap and I curled up into his chest and cried. I cried until I couldn't cry anymore. A few minutes later, a doctor came out.
"Are you the family of Darlene Johnson?" I couldn't speak, I was still too worked up from crying. I simply nodded my head. He lowered his voice. "We tried everything we could to help your grandmother." regret filled his voice. "I'm sorry to say that your grandmother passed. It was pain free" I couldn't stand to hear the rest of it. I buried my face into Liam's shoulder. I couldn't stand the thought that my grandmother was really gone. I didn't hear the rest of what he said, my sobs drowned him out. I could feel Liam stand up beneath me, but he didn't put me down, like expected him to. He shook hands with the doctor and then carried me out to the car. He took the keys from Carli's pocket, then set me into the passenger seat. Niall and Carli were in the back of the car. Liam started up the car, and when I glanced over at him, his jaw was clenched, and I saw tears starting to form in his eyes. I leaned my head against the window.
Nana was gone, she was really gone. This didn't seem possible. My Nana was the most caring nicest sweetest person ever. She would give anything for anybody. We were at my old house in what felt like seconds. I found my mother sitting on the couch, a huge bowl of popcorn in front of her, watching t.v. As if nothing in the world was wrong. I knelt down in front of her "Mom, did the hospital call?"
"Yeah, I heard about my mother, so sad." she said in a monotone. "Why are you crying?" she asked me in that horrible voice of hers.
I couldn't stand to be around her anymore. I got up and went for my room. As I reached the stairs, I heard Liam say "How could the most wonderful person I have ever met be related to you?" in the most hateful tone I had ever heard him use. It was so sweet of him to say that about Nana. I had known he liked her.
I walked into my room and quickly changed into my fluffy pajama pants and the matching t-shirt. My Nana had bought me these pajamas before Carli and I left. I cried for probably a good hour before I fell asleep. I heard people come into my room multiple times, but I didn't care. I was vaguely aware that someone had to be in my room when I fell asleep, because the amount of times the door had opened was an odd number.
The next morning I woke up, I was confused. Liam was asleep at the end of my end on the floor. Why was he there? "Liam" I said, but it came out as a hushed whisper. I cleared my voice, and tried again. Nothing came out. Then it all came rushing back to me. Nana. Nana was gone, and she was never coming back. I started crying. I tried to cry quietly, but I couldn't. I was too devastated. I cried and after a few minutes, I felt warm arms wrap around me, rocking me back and forth. I looked up to see Liam, he hushed me and said everything was going to be alright. But the thing was, it wasn't going to be alright, not for a long time. I curled into his shoulder, and eventually I stopped crying. Without a word, he got up, walked to the DVD player and turned on the TVhe main menu for Peter Pan popped up. He jumped back on the bed and propped himself up on the pillows. I smiled and leaned into him. We sat there watching the movie for probably a good hour before Harry walked into my bedroom.
"Oh, you guys are up. Good. Niall was demanding food and said there was nothing here that was edible, so we were going to make a food run. You want anything?"
Liam looked down at me and I shook my head. "No thanks, we're good." he said with a smile. He relaxed back into the pillow, and we finished out out movie.
A few minutes after the movie was over, my mother came barging into my room. When her eyes swept the room, and landed on us, they narrowed into slits."One, separate. Two, your grandmother's funeral is two days away, so you better get your speech prepared. Three, if it sucks, I will personally make your life a living hell. Four, get your ass down stairs in five minutes, or else." my mother spun on her heel and stormed out of the room. I glanced p at Liam.
"I'm going to get changed. I'll meet you downstairs." he nodded, and carefully unwound his arms from around me, he gave me a reassuring smile and softly shut the door behind him. I changed into cgi/set?id=61195847 . I walked down the stairs, and the boys were all piled onto the couch. No one was talking, the TV was off. It was the quietest moment I had ever had with the boys. I noticed Niall was downstairs, but Carli wasn't. All of the boys had noticed me by now, and they all looked at me as if I were going to burst into tears at any second, which I could. The looks on their faces showed me how fragile I seemed to them. I gave them a tiny smile and went to sit on the floor, by Liam and Harry's feet. I looked over at Niall, all by himself on the loveseat and asked "Where's Carli?"
He shook his head and said "She won't get out of bed. Nothing I say will convince her." I nodded and headed to the guest bedroom. Carli was there, lying in the bed.
"Carli what's wrong?"
"She's gone. She's really gone." Carli said. I nodded, knowing how she felt. I had known Nana for thirteen more years than her. It was unbelievable that my Nana was gone. I couldn't stand it. I plopped down on the bed beside Carli, and we just sat there. I was in the process of trying to process the fact that Nana was gone in my mind, when I started crying. It wasn't loud, maybe a tear or two, but Carli heard. And Carli's crying wasn't quiet, it was loud. Loud enough for all of the boys to hear. Harry Liam and Niall all came running into the guest room. Niall cradled Carli into the crook of his arm. I didn't know what to do. I pulled myself off of the bed, and walked into my room. I was going to do the only thing I could think of, I was going to write about it.
I knew that Nana wanted me to talk at the funeral, she had told me the first time her kidneys were failing. I knew that she wanted Carli to as well.
I grabbed an old notebook and a pencil and plopped down on my bed.
Hello everyone,
My name is Ily Johnson, and Darlene Johnson was my grandmother. She was the kindest sweetest most caring person I have ever known my whole life. She was kind to everyone, and there wasn't a person she met that she thought was a bad person. Even when people treated her badly, she always made an excuse for them. Her favorite one was 'they are probably just having a bad day'. She never yelled, never screamed. When I let her down, it was the worst feeling in the world. It was absolutely the worst feeling on the world,because I knew she had believed in me so much. Everyone who met my grandmother loved her to death. I don't know what else to say about my grandmother. She was the most wonderful woman I have ever had the pleasure of knowing for a really long time. I'm really going to miss her, but I know she doesn't want me to give up. Goodbye Nana, we are all going to really miss you.
I couldn't write anymore, my paper was dripping from all of my tears, and the words had gone blurry. I felt someone's arms rubbing my shoulders. I looked up to see a blob of brown curly hair. I gave Harry a small smile through my tears. He gave me a hug and together walked into the living room. When I glanced at the clock it was really late. I expected everyone to be asleep, but when we walked into the living room everyone was huddled on the couch. I heard the opening theme to Peter Pan. I glanced around, and everyone had a smile on their face, even Carli, who hated the movie with a burning passion. I gave them a small smile through my few tears, still streaming down my face. I didn't see an open spot on any of the furniture so I plopped down on the floor. The tears had almost stopped when I felt warm arms around me. I looked up to see Liam's smiling face. I gave him the biggest smile I could manage through my tears. I started crying harder, and as I did, Liam rubbed my back and whispered 'it will be okay'. But I didn't know if it would be. I felt another pair of arms wrap around me. I saw it was Harry. Then another and another and another. Until everyone was all wrapped up in a big group hug, with me in the middle balling like a baby.
A while later I stopped crying, but we all still sat there, all tangled up in each others limbs. A while later we all untangled and went to bed. I went up to my room, and got ready for bed. After I switched off the lights and snuggled into my very comfortable bed. I was almost asleep when there was a knock at the door. I whispered come in. The door opened a crack and Liam stuck his head in. "Hi" he whispered.
I gave him a wave and laid back down. It was becoming so easy to be comfortable around all of the boys, and especially Liam. He just kind of stood there, in the center of the room. He looked so awkward I felt bad, so I patted the spot on the bed next to me. He gave me a small smile as he sat down on the bed. He sat there, with his legs crossed and his hands in his lap for a good five minutes.
"Is everything okay?" I asked Liam. He just looked so tense, and it was weird seeing him like that.
He glanced up at me, and shook his head no. "I'm worried about you, Ily. I haven't seen you smile in forever. I miss your laugh and I miss the way your eyes light up when the boys and I tell jokes and I miss the way that you used to act. And... and the boys and I miss Nana too. I don't think that you will be okay for a really long time, and that's okay, but I want you to talk to someone, and I'd really like to be that person that you come to talk to. But all that I care about is that you talk to-"
Liam looked like he was about to cry, and I felt so bad. I reached out and put my hand on his chest. I slowly leaned over and whispered "Thank-you" quietly in his ear and gave him a kiss on the cheek. I gave him a small smile and laid back down. I felt Liam pull the covers up over me, and kiss my forehead. He walked to the door, and I heard him pause before he shut the door. I'm sure I slept that entire night with a huge smile on my face.
The next morning, I woke up, and for the first five seconds, everything was great. Then I remebered what was happening today. It was the day of the funeral. I immediately curled up in a ball, and told myself I was not going to get out of bed today. I probably got to lay there for a good five minutes before I heard my door creep open. "One two three"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH" I heard six, seven voices scream all at once. The next thing iknew, I felt everyone jump on top of me all at once.
I practically shot out of the bed and somehow ended up beside my bed,looking down on them all piled on top of my full sized bed. It was quite a sight. I fell on top of them all and I heard a collective groan come out of the pile of people underneath me.
I laughed for probably the last time for a good twenty four hours. I crawled down and sat cross legged at the end of the bed. A melancholy feeling washed over me. "Guys, do you know what today is?" they all nodded, and one by one they all left my room. I got up and threw on funeral/set?id=61424899 . I slumped into the bathroom. I saw my curling iron already turned on. Carli walked in a few seconds later holding her makeup bag. She gave me a small smile and turned to the mirror and started on her make-up. I was done with my hair by the time she had moved onto the second item of make-up, her bottom eyeliner. I barely glanced back at her as I walked out to the dinning room,where everyone was siting around the dining room table, not talking whatsoever, and no one had any food, not even Niall. That was really alarming. I've never seen Niall so upset he couldn't eat.
A few minutes later, Carli came out of the bathroom. No one had an appetite, so we all just went and got into the cars. We drove in silence to the funeral home, and when we got there Liam came over from the other car and took my arm in his. For a minute, I felt like I was in the Wizard of Oz. Liam gave me a reassuring smile and we started to walk towards the entrance. Suddenly, I spotted an old friend across the parking lot. I broke away from Liam and sprinted towards him screaming "AUSTIN!" Carli looked over and smiled. She tugged Niall and grabbed Liam and calmly walked over to where our old friend was.
By now I had reached him and I hugged him tightly. Austin was our friend from high school. He was in my class, so two years below Carli. We all sat at the same table, even after Carli graduated. I released him from my death grip, and stepped back to stand in between Carli and Liam. I glanced up at Liam and gave him an 'I'll explain later' look. He winked at me and grabbed my hand giving it a reassuring squeeze. "Hey Barbie I missed you." he said, and I believed him too. We had been really good friends since the sixth grade. "Hey Carls." he said and gave her a small wave. "So who are your friends?"
I smirked a little, despite the circumstances. "Austin do you remember that band, One Direction?"
"Of course, the ones you guys used to be obsessed with, even though they were supremely gay." he said, smiling at the memory.
I gestured to Liam and Niall. "Well, this is Liam and this is Niall, and they are definitely not gay." Austin's eyes widened in disbelief. He quickly regained his composure, and gave a little shrug.
"So Barbie, I see you've found yourself a Ken?" I said with a chuckle, gesturing to Liam. "I'm guessing you're dating?"
I felt my cheeks blush at the thought. "N-n-n-no" I managed to mutter. "It was really awesome to see you again, Austin, but we should really get going."
He gave me a small hug, and gave me a little shove towards where the boys were heading in. I caught up with Liam just as they were about to walk in. he gave my hand a reassuring squeeze and led me into the funeral home. I saw all of the people, filling in all of the chairs, and then I saw it. The casket. It was then that I started to break down. I stood there, in the middle of the aisle, and cried. Everyone started to take their seats, but I couldn't move, I felt like my feet were barely holding me up. I somehow managed to get over to where the rest of the boys were sitting down. A few seconds after I sat down, the pastor stood up behind the podium and started to speak. I was freaking out, because I had realized, I had forgotten my eulogy.
"And now,we have Ily Johnson, Darlene's granddaughter, with some words about her beloved grandmother." I shakily rose from my chair, and made my way up to the podium. I didn't know what to say. I had reached the podium, and now I stood behind it, and I didn't know what to say. I made eye contact, with each of the boys, trying to convey my silent message of 'Help me!'. As soon as my eyes met with Harry's he lept out of his seat and briskly walked up to the podium. He stood beside me at the podium, and produced from his pocket a small crumpled piece of paper, with small smeared cursive writing on it.
Harry opened his mouth and began to read:
Hello everyone,
My name is Ily Johnson, and Darlene Johnson was my grandmother. She was the kindest sweetest most caring person I have ever known my whole life. She was kind to everyone, and there wasn't a person she met that she thought was a bad person. Even when people treated her badly, she always made an excuse for them. Her favorite one was 'they are probably just having a bad day'. She never yelled, never screamed. When I let her down, it was the worst feeling in the world. It was absolutely the worst feeling on the world,because I knew she had believed in me so much. Everyone who met my grandmother loved her to death. I don't know what else to say about my grandmother. She was the most wonderful woman I have ever had the pleasure of knowing for a really long time. I'm really going to miss her, but I know she doesn't want me to give up. Goodbye Nana, we are all going to really miss you.
My mouth was agape, and I'm sure I was profusely blushing. I didn't even know that Harry had taken that, and I hadn't even edited it. It sounded so rough, but at the same time, so raw with emotion. How had Harry managed to take that piece of paper without me noticing, much less thought to have kept it just in case I needed some backup. I felt a tear slowly slip down my cheek. Harry gave me one of those side hugs, and led me down off of the podium.
"That was just beautiful." said the pastor. "Next, we have Carli, one of Darlene's 'adopted' grandchildren."
I couldn't concentrate on anything that Carli was saying, I was too busy trying to process what had just happened. Eventually Carli's speech was over, and she came and sat down. The pastor said a few more things I didn't pay attention to, and then, the funeral was over. I didn't stop to wait for the boys, didn't stop to talk to aunt Dani, nothing. I got out of the funeral home as quick as I could. I got to the car and quickly punched in the access code. I sat in the passenger seat of the car, crying my eyes out. The rest of the boys got to the car, they all stopped at once. I saw them all start to argue, and Liam grabbed the keys out of Louis' hand. He got into the car, and without a word, he drove me back to my old house. When we pulled in the drive way, I was still crying, and I made no move to get out of the car. Liam came around to my side and unlocked the door. I never acknowledged him as I got out and sprinted all of the way to my room. I dove face first under the covers, and cried, until I ran out of tears. I glanced at the clock and it was six o'clock at night. I walked over to my closet and threw on ( goodbye/set?id=60769320 ). I was about to walk downstairs when aunt Dani walked into my room.
"Hi sweety." she said, enveloping me in a huge hug. "How are you holding up?" she asked, concerned.
"Not so great." I said. "I'm really going to miss her. And I don't know if I can go... go back to London. I think I might, might need to stay here. But I feel like if I stay, mom will never stop talking about it, and won't let me live it down. And I'll miss the boys like crazy."
"Honey, I know what you're going through is hard. But if it's going to be that bad going back to London, and we both know it will be even worse to stay here, why don't you come and live with me. Whatever decision you make, I will stand behind you. You always have me to fall back on. I love you so much baby girl." she gave me a kiss on the forehead. "I'm leaving for my house tomorrow, so if you would like to come stay with me until you can sort things out, I need to know by five o'clock in the morning tomorrow."
I nodded and sat down on my bed, and sat on my bed, lost in thought. It must have been a few hours before I could come to a decision.
I couldn't go back to London, I needed aunt Dani, even if only for a few weeks. I sneaked into the room where all of the boys were sleeping. If I wasn't going to see my best friends for that long, I needed something to remember them all by, not that I could ever forget.
From Zayn, I took his tube of hair gel. He always smelled of it, and it would always remind me of him. It was one of the best smells ever, and it reminded me of old spice, but better. The next bag I stumbled over was Louis. From him, I pulled out a pair of his favorite red suspenders. He was going to hate me for this, but they were the most Louis-like thing he had packed, and it was safer than trying to steal a pair of his toms. Next was Niall, and in his bag,the first thing I came across was his blu-ray copy of Grease, I was probably dead by now. Next was Liam. I couldn't take just anything form him. I was closest to him out of everyone, and Harry being a close second. I pulled over one of his favorite plaid shirts. I inhaled the smell of it, and it smelled of Liam, my favorite scent in the world. It could calm me down like nothing else. Lastly was Harry, and as I ruffled through his bag, I couldn't find anything Harry ebough. I glanced down at Harry's sleeping form, and I saw a glint on his chest. I crouched down, and I saw it was his paper airplane necklace. I smiled to myself, perfect. I, by some miracle, managed to slip the necklace off of his neck, and fasten it around my own. I wandered into Carli's room. This would be the longest we would have gone without seeing each other. I needed something from her too. She shifted in her sleep, and I grabbed the closest thing to me, her favorite pair of shoes. (all of the items can be seen here: goodbye/set?id=60769320 ).
I knew that no one be awake by the time I had to leave in the morning, so I decided to do what I do best, and write them a note.
Hey guys,
It's me. I decided to go and stay with my aunt Dani for a while. I need some time to gather my composure, and I don't want to be a burden on you guys. You're all too important to me. If it helps, think about it this way, we would have had to say goodbye soon anyways, the tour starts next week. When you are packing, you will all probably notice you are missing something important.
Zayn- I wish that we had spent more time together, and if we ever see each other again, which I really hope we will, I promise to try and amend that. I took your favorite tube of hair gel, it was almost out, and it honestly will always remind me of you.
Louis- I took your favorite pair of suspenders. I'm sorry, but every time I have seen you, almost always you are wearing these suspenders. I promise to wear them, because I know you would want me to, so that your 'babies' don't go unused.
Niall- when you read this, you are probably going to be pretty mad at me, because I stole you blu-ray copy of Grease. You have about three more at home, so you will survive. Please take good care of Carli. She tries to act tough, but she really isn't. *Sorry babe, but you know its true.)
Liam- You are the best friend anyone could ever ask for. Your kind and caring and sweet and funny, and I'm going to miss you verymuch. I stole your plaid shirt, the one you were wearing at the airport when you practically killed me... Remember that? I'm going to miss you so much babe.
Harry- I'm going to miss you lots too. I have so much to thank you for. Thank-you for saving the crappiest speech I have ever written,and reading it for me, because I would not have been able to get through that without you. Thanks for making me sing in front of you guys, it was one of the best things we've done together. I took your paper airplane necklace. I'm sorry, and I promise if I ever see you again, the first thing I will do is give it back to you.
Carli- I don't even know what to say, I'm going to miss you so much. I'm going to miss the way you try to give me boy advice that I'm never going to take,and I'm going to miss the way that you treat me like the baby sister that you never had. I'm going to miss your crazy schemes to set me up with boys that probably wont like me anyways. Oh and I uh- I took your shoes, oops... NOT. Ill see you soon.
Guys, there isn't enough paper in the world for me to write down what I need to say. I'm going to miss you all so so so so so much.
-Ily xxxxxx.
I glanced up st the clock, and it was almost four thirty. I put the note on the bathroom mirror, where someone was sure to see it. I slowly started to pack my stuff, delaying it as much as possible. It was 4:45 by then, and I decided to start some coffee, and put the warmer on so that it would be hot by the time they all got up. I poured myself a travel mug, and then went back up to my room. I sat on m bed, drinking coffee and lost on thought.
I heard a knock at the door, and I opened it to find aunt Dani. She gave me a sleepy smile, and bent down to grab my book bag, since it was right beside the door. (A/N What Ily is wearing/ her luggage I have that same book bag... anyways cgi/set?id=61719136 ). We hurriedly got into the car, and began our hour drive. I fell asleep within fifteen minutes of being on the road. When we got to the apartment building where aunt Dani had lived for the past twelve years, we unloaded our stuff from the back of the car. We shuffled into the elevator, and when I reached for the third floor button, she slapped my hand away. I looked at her in confusion, and she was pulling out a key from her pocket. She slid it into the slot and pushed the button for the penthouse. I looked at her with possibly the most confused face ever, and she explained how she had gotten a job promotion, and she now made almost triple what she used to. I raised my eyebrows at her, but was too tired to argue. When we got into the apartment, she showed me where I would be sleeping. The room was about the same size as my room in London, and had a green and blue color scheme. I fell ont the bed, and it was super comfy. Aunt Dani sat on the bed beside me and explained that she was going to be gone for the next few weeks for a business trip. I groaned but nodded okay. I fell back onto the bed, and aunt Dani left me to go and pack for her trip.
My phone buzzed beside me, and I picked it up to see 98 new text messages, and 58 missed calls.
I scrolled down through the list of missed calls, and it seemed everyone had called me. Harry, Liam, Niall, Zayn, Louis, Carli, Perrie, Eleanor.
I clicked onto the messages app on my phone. I scrolled through all of the texts, stopping at random to read them.
Carls:
Bonjour Bitch! Well I woke up and found you're wonderful note. The next time I see you, I'm going to bitch slap you so hard... Liam will probably consider murdering me. Call me... NOW!
'Well, I'm not answering that one' I thought to myself.
Lili-
Hey we got your note. Be safe, and I hope we see you soon!
There was one text message that really stood out to me, and it wasn't what I excepted from Harry.
Curly ;) :
Hey babe. When we woke up this morning, we found your note. I was more than happy to help you at the funeral, and I thought the speech was well thought out and... raw. It was completely you, and it was beautiful. Do me a favor, and don't take that necklace off. I hope the first thing you do when you see me is give me a big hug, because the truth is, I'm going to miss you so much babe. Keep safe, and don't fall off of the grid. Call me whenever you can, and text too. Xxx -Hazza
That did it. I had to call him. That was the sweetest thing I had ever read. I quickly dialed Harry's number, and hit send. When the ringing stopped, I cautiously whispered "Harry?" into the phone.
He chuckled into the phone. "Hey babe."
"Harry, I made a mistake" I said, my voice full of regret.
"You don't say?" he said, his voice full of hurt.