…….

A few weeks had passed, and the whole gang had grown to be much closer. Dana and Zayn’s wedding was beautiful, and I couldn’t help but tear up throughout the ceremony. It was truly something, seeing the one’s you love say their vows, and spend the rest of their lives together. It was breathtaking, and I was glad that I had made amends, and was able to see their moment.

Harry and I on the other hand briefly chatted here, and there, but there seemed to be a lot of tension, since I was unsure whether my secret was safe with him or not. I didn’t know if he would tell anyone, or if he simply forgot all about it. All I knew was that it was an awkward faze between us two.

And alas the day I had been waiting for had come. Tonight was the night of the NYC One Direction concert. The last day, or moment where I would see the boys, have fun with Dana, and relive my Directioner dreams, before my flight to Paris.

The realization that I was leaving hadn’t hit me, but I knew it would soon. The institute would grant me a week or two to fly back, and rejoice my last few days with my loved ones after a months time of being in the facility, and then that was it. Death was waiting, and it was inevitable. My doom.



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Thousands of girls screamed at the top of their lungs for the slightest bit of attention from the boys, and I reckoned I would be one of them if it weren’t for befriending them a year ago. Dana, and I jumped up and down regardless, swaying, and rocking to the music they bellowed out.

“I freakin’ love you for this. I get to see my Zaynie front row. And he doesn’t even know I’m here! I have to text him before they go for a water break!” Dana shouted in my ear over the loud music.

“Water break is like right now. Text him!” I warned, as the music slowed, and the boys excused themselves to the audience for a quick water break, and twitter time on stage. Dana quickly typed a reply, and Zayn pulled out his phone, squinting at the crowed before stopping at our section. Smiling widely, he ran over to us, and was trying to convince the security to let him down, and say hello, but they refused.

“TWITTER TIME” Louis shouted at the crowd. “First question!......Is….Do you have a secret? If so, spill….Cheeky twitter lad aren’t ya. I don’t have a secret. But I can tell you that Niall constantly talks during his sleep.” Louis chuckled, as Niall threw his empty bottle at him.

“I’M GETTING MARRIED IN TWO MONTHS.” Harry screeched, and for a second my blood ran cold, but it’s a joke I assume.

“Dana and Lia are right here!” Zayn cheered before his facial expression changed. “Wait what?” He turned over to look at Harry, and he simply shrugged.

“Our date is in December, a week before the VS fashion show! Isn’t that great guys” He cheered, and the crowed was silent. Zayn frantically looked from Dana, then to me, and the boys caught onto his silent panic attack. My blood had run cold again, and I felt ill. Like I was about to hurl everywhere. Quickly grabbing my bag, and jacket. I ran through the crowds of the girls, pushing through, trying to escape as fast as I could before collapsing from the amount of pounding that was going through my head.

“YOU FUCKING BUGGER.” Zayn cursed, and I just kept my head down through the thousands of girls on the ground floor.

“What! I spilled my secret!” Harry responded, but it was barely audible.

“Lia was front fucking row! I thought you grew up for once!” I heard Zayn screech, and some of the other boys mumbling profanities, as I guess they tried to hold Zayn back, but as soon as I saw the light to the exit of the floor, I pushed faster. I needed to get out.

I need to leave now.

…..

Everybody had called me, worrying on my whereabouts, but I couldn’t bear to answer their calls. I just couldn’t. Once I had confirmed my early ticket to Paris, I knew that answering any of their calls would just add more suspicion to their assumptions. I simply typed up a short email, informing them I was okay, and that they didn’t need to bother on worrying if I were okay or not.

Staying at the institute was a little boring, but the nurses tended to my every need, and were very helping throughout my struggle here. I was thankful for that, yet the pain didn’t cease as my stay lengthened. It got worse, day-by-day, my night sweats worsened, my cough was constant, and I barely had enough strength to do daily necessities. Yet, I was glad that I was going to be visiting friends back in London in two days for my final week of freedom.

How I was going to spend it was still a mystery, but I had hoped if I were to call one of the girls we could set something up.

Wiggling to my side, I reached across, and grabbed my phone of the stand beside me. Tapping Dana’s contact, I let it ring a few times, before I heard a few mumbles, and the clearing of a throat.

Lia? How are you? Where are you? Are you okay? You left us! Dana spat out.

I…I just needed some alone time. A little vacation for myself you know. I’ll be arriving in London in two days. Maybe we could hang out, and stuff.

You didn’t get the email from Harry? His wedding is in two days, he invited you but you never responded.

Uh…no. I…uh I didn’t get it. I guess I could go if my invite was RSVP’d. It’d be fun; I also have a few surprises for you guys.

Lia. I don’t think you should go; I wouldn’t if I were you. Just stay home, and relax.

No, I…I’ll go. I’ll message Harry on the address of the venue.

Lia I really don’t think… And before she could finish her sentence I ended the call.

I needed to see them, and give them my video message. I couldn’t chicken out, and cower away because of him. That wasn’t my plan. I had to conquer my fears, and suck it up. I would go to his wedding even if I had to force myself too. Even if it broke me, I would show my respect. I would…Wouldn’t I?



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After having Xander have an artist coat my face to hid the dark circles and bags, my usual makeup was ready. I let out a deep sigh, as I waited in the car for a just a few more moments regaining the strength that I had left to push myself out of the car. A few steps, and I would be at the venue, greet many friends, and then go back home.

“Lia! You made it!” Niall shrieked, and ran over to me, embracing me in a tight hug that nearly had me in tears. Not from joy, but from pain. I wasn’t used to walking around, or doing any kind of movement due to the amount of pain I was always in. I had thought taking prescribed drugs would soothe the pain, but it didn’t do much.

“Harry didn’t think you’d come! You must go see him! Go! He’s down the hall, the room to the left.” Niall nudged me, and I slowly made my way over to his door, slightly knocking as I awaited for a response. The door swung open, and Harry at first had an angry glare, but it softened upon laying eyes on me.

“Lia I thought you wouldn’t have come.” He peered down at me, motioning for me to go inside, and sit.

“Listen Harry, I’m sorry. You’re happy now, and I can’t hold you back..” Althought I wanted to…so badly. “I give you all my love, and respect. I hope you live happy with Madison.” I smiled, but inside I was about to burst.

“Thanks Lia….means a lot…” He stared at me momentarily, as if he wanted to say something, but he simply shook his head.

“I..um, I’m leaving tomorrow, I only came to visit for a few days, and get some stuff from my apartment, but um. I planned a day for you, and the lads, and the girls to go somewhere. Please go, and don’t bring Madison. I won’t be there, but I’d like if it were just my friends.” I smiled up at him, slowly pushing myself up from the chair, and walking towards the door.

“I better go, the ceremony’s going to start soon.” Harry simply nodded his head, but I knew by the look of his face there was something wrong. I didn’t dwell upon it too much, knowing that it may be wedding jitters, so I bowed my head, looking down at my feet, before mustering up enough pride to say goodbye.

“Goodbye Harry. It was nice knowing you.” I whispered, and his head whipped back, tears welled up in his eyes, as I exited his room, and walked into the church for the wedding. My chest felt like I had a thousand pounds dropped onto it, but I couldn’t ruin his day I couldn’t.

….

Mid ceremony, I knew we were close to vows, but I couldn’t keep still. My finger tapped anxiously on the side of the bench next to as I sat next to Zai in the church. The priests voice blurred out, but still present, I found myself not wanting to be here, and wanting to leave. I had to stay, but I couldn’t.

“Psst. Zai.” I nudged her arm, and she shot me a glance trying to shush me.

“Zai listen, here.” I took out the small envelope, in it held the DVD I wanted them to watch at the place I had arranged for them in the following days after the wedding.

“Don’t open it, but when you….when you reach the destination I picked for you guys…I..I want you to play this in the DVD set you find in there. Okay?” Zai gave me a nervous look, but tucked the envelope into her bag, settling it in between her feet.

“I understand if you leave. I can’t bear to be here either. Ni dragged me.” She groaned, and I chuckled silently.

“Speak now or forever hold you peace.” The priest bellowed through the church, and I found my legs working faster than my brain as I grabbed my bag, and walked towards the exit.

I couldn’t do this. I couldn’t sit there, and watch the one person I love, get married to someone else. I couldn’t.

Tears rolled down my cheek, as I overheard a few gasps. Just walk straight, and run. Never look back Lia.
And when I had reached the end of the church, I looked back slightly to see Madison and Harry. Madison slightly annoyed, but Harry’s stare burning into my soul. And yet again, I found myself cowering away. My head dropping in shame, one last tear fell before I finally exited the church. Not daring to look back, and leaving everything behind.

I left my friends, my love, and my heart at the church’s doorstep, and I didn’t look back.

Notes

What do you think is going to happen between Liarry, now that yet another conflict arises? Will this be the end? Will Harry go say goodbye to Lia, in the institute?

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