"Coming to get me? He doesnt even have a car." I whisper to myself. Niall shifts around and I'm glad he doesnt wake. I get out of bed and bring my phone. 2:47. Its 2:47 in the morning. I get downstairs in the living room and call Harry. I pace around as it rings and he finally answers.

"Ariana? Oh my god I've been.."

"Shutup." I bark.

"Ariana just please let me.."

"Harry stop talki.."

"Ariana! Will you shut the fuck up and let me talk!"

Ouch.

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