If I could describe perfection it would be this.

Even with the throbbing in my head and the slightly nauseous feeling in my stomach.

The scent of coconut surrounding me, Dawn’s warm body fitting perfectly against mine, my lips resting against the soft skin of her neck as my breath fanned over it. It was every fantasy and dream of mine to wake up like this every morning of my life.

I wasn’t a hundred percent sure how I got here or what had happened to find myself in this position but I really didn’t care.

In my mind I could hear Dawn telling me she loved me last night, it was through a drunken blur so I wasn’t so keen to believe it but it made me smile none the less.

Still half asleep, I pressed my lips against the sensitive spot on her neck without even realizing what I was doing. I felt her shiver as I gently kissed that sweet spot.

This felt right. It felt perfect. I knew I had to tell her soon, for my own sanity, especially after this.

I felt her shift, my lips still pressed to her flesh, and when I pulled away she was looking at me with her sleepy hazel eyes.

“What the hell is going on?”

Both of our eyes widened despite our lethargic state. Dawn quickly flipped around to look at Cameron, who stood with a shocked look on his face holding two Starbucks cups in his hands.

I wasn’t sure how long he had been standing there but, judging by his face, it was long enough to see something that I shouldn’t have done.

Even as I had that thought a slightly more evil side of me was glad he had, maybe now I wouldn’t have him as an obstacle anymore. I knew I only had myself to blame for him being in the way to begin with but if he just ended things with Dawn now it would make everything easier for the two of us to move on. For me to finally be with Dawn.

“Cameron!” Dawn breathed out, blinking rapidly.

“Wha-what’s going on?’ He struggled to get out as he set the drinks down. He honestly looked very confused, hurt, but confused.

“Cameron. Its nothing. Harry was drunk last night and came to sleep with me.” Dawn blurted out ripping her body away from mine and jumping out of bed.

Cameron’s eyes widened at her words and I mentally slapped myself as I sat up in the bed. “Dawn...” I tried to correct her.

“Not like that... not sleep with me like sleep with me... like actually sleeping sleep. Oh my god. You understand. right?”

She was stumbling over her own words in complete nervousness. Even to me it sounded like she was guilty of something. Cameron just watched her with a dropped jaw.

When he still hadn’t said anything she rushed up to him and pressed her body to his, the one that was so perfectly pressed to mine not minutes ago, and grabbed his face with both her hands. She looked into his eyes for a second before bringing her lips to his and kissing him desperately.

I had to look away. It was truly painful to watch. I wanted him to be angry at her, to yell and break up with her, so then I could be here and pick up the pieces and finally tell her how I felt after all the mistakes I have made to ruin this, to push this to this very point. Those thoughts made me feel like the worst person alive.

“Cameron say something? Please?” She pleaded as soon as she pulled away.

I managed to look back up at them.

Cameron just looked down at her, a bit of hurt in his eyes and then he looked at me. I felt like he was dissecting me, the way he was looking into my eyes. I didn’t dare back down though, I stared straight back at him.

Finally a look of understanding came over his face as he shifted his eyes to look sadly at Dawn. “I have to go.” He said pulling out of her arms.

She let them fall at her sides in defeat.

From my spot I could see her lips trembling and I wanted nothing more then to pull her in my arms and make it all better, tell her that she belonged with me and this would all pass. But I didn’t move from that spot.

“Cameron...” She breathed out as he backed towards the door.

“I can’t right now.” He said looking down as he waved his hands at her.

A few seconds later he was gone and Dawn looked devastated.

I watched her stand at the foot of the bed with tears rolling down her cheeks as she blankly stared at the door.

“Not again.” I heard her whisper out.

“Dawn?” I slid out of the bed and began to walk towards her.

She spun around to face me as soon as my hand made contact with her shoulder. Her eyes blazing at me while her hand reached up to swipe at the wetness on her face. “You need to leave Harry.”

I didn’t move.

“Harry, I mean it. Go.” She cried out pointing towards the door.

“No.” I finally managed to say. I wasn’t going to leave her like this. For once I was going to do what I was supposed to. Not run away from it.

“I don’t need you here Harry. I don’t even know why you’re here in the first place. You should have never come here last night. How am I supposed to fix this with Cameron?” Her tear filled eyes looked up at me.

I just stared back at her. How was I supposed to tell her I didn’t want her to fix anything with Cameron? How was I supposed to tell her I wanted to fix thing with us?

“Maybe you don’t have to fix it.”

“Of course I have to fix this. He doesn’t deserve this Harry. God! I’m so stupid. I should have kicked you out last night.”

I’m not going to lie, her words hurt, but I still wasn’t leaving.

“Maybe this is happening for a reason.” I tried again, my eyes pleading with hers.

“No, Harry, there is no reason.” She gulped and looked away from me. “I love him.”

Those words were like a knife through my heart. I literally staggered at them but I pressed on. “Do you really?”

Her eyes snapped back to mine. “I- Yes.” She stuttered out.

For the first time since I had first heard her say it, I recognized the hesitance and doubt behind her words. I would have smiled if she wasn't looking at me like she would rather I disappeared.

“I don’t believe you.”

She scoffed and turned her back to me. “I don’t care what you believe Harry. I just need to figure this out. I need to find a way to make this better.”

“Why does it matter so much Dawn? You only just started to date him? Why does he mean so much to you?” I tried a new approach. “I mean the tour is almost over anyway. The relationship was bound to end when you went back home to Lon-”

“I’m not going back to London, Harry.” She blurted out before I could finish my thought. She turned to look at me. Her eyes sad but determined. “I’m moving back here after this tour ends.”

I sputtered at her words. Move back. My eyes widened as I took her in. She meant it. She was moving back. The thought of it made me breathless. I could feel panic start to set in as my heart began to race. “Wh-what?”

“I’m moving back here after the tour Harry. It’s just a better place for me to be now. London is a little... suffocating.”

“Suffocating?” I repeated unable to form my own words. She couldn’t leave me. I needed her back home. I needed her near me always.

“I just need to get away from everything back there.”

“Can’t you do that now?” I asked stupidly. I felt like I was grasping at straws, I needed to find something to make her come back with us, with me.

“It follows me here.” She said looking meaningfully into my eyes.

I suddenly understood what she was saying.

“It’s me.” I gasped out.

She looked at me through her lashes for a long time before nodding. “I... I just need to be away from you for a while Harry, I’m trying to get over this because I know how you feel but its hard for me. Maybe if I...”

“You don’t have to do that.” I blurted out seeing the sliver of hope presented to me. I could just confess and it would all work out. “Dawn, I love you. You don’t have to move. Stay with me.” I begged.

Her jaw dropped as she stared at me.

For a second I honestly thought I had fixed it, and then I saw the anger flash in her eyes.

“Don’t Harry. Just don’t.” She hissed backing away from me.

I took a step towards her, my brow knitted in utter confusion. “Why are you angry?“ I didn’t understand why she would be. This is what we both wanted.

“You can’t just tell me you love me to get me to stay Harry.” She scoffed and turned away from me. “God.”

My heart thudded in my chest. This couldn’t be happening. She had to believe me. Why didn’t she believe me?

“That’s not what I’m doing at all. Dawn I am in lo-”

“DON’T!” She yelled covering her ears with her hands and squeezing her eyes shut.

I took a few steps towards her, she shrugged me off as soon as my hand touched her. I could feel my whole body shake at the anxious feelings coursing through m body.

“You need to leave.” She said, her eyes still clamped shut.

I stood frozen. When she opened her eyes again I could see the tears there. I wanted to protest, to keep arguing with her until she understood because I couldn’t shack this feeling of this finally being it, of this being the moment when I officially lose her.

“Now Harry. I mean it. I don’t want to look at you anymore.”

I still stood staring at her silently, trying to think up a way for her to believe me, but there where a million thoughts racing through my head all at once.

Her eyes blazed as she reached towards the dresser snatching up her room key and the neatly folded pile of clothes next to it. “Fine. I’ll leave.” She practically spit the words out at me when I still didn‘t move.

Before I had time to react she was already half way out the door. I tried to grab her before she exited but I was too late. Even as I yanked the door open, fully prepared to chase her down, she was already gone.

My hands flew up to my hair, taking fistfuls of my curls and yanking on them in frustration. Why couldn’t that have gone like it was supposed to? I told her how I felt, why didn’t she believe me?

Even as I asked those question’s I knew the answer. It was because I lied. I was paying for lying to my best friend in the worst way.

I deserved this.

“Are you okay?” A soft voice asked from behind where I stood looking blankly down the hall of the hotel we were meant to be leaving soon.

I turned to look sadly at Jena, the tears finally slipping out of my eyes. “I’ve messed everything up. She’s leaving, really leaving this time.”

“What?” Jena asked taking the steps towards me to rest her hand on my cheek.

I felt like such a girl for crying like this, but I physically hurt after everything that had happened that morning. Mostly the thought of Dawn moving away, of leaving me, made my body ache.

“She’s moving back here. She’s leaving London because I was stupid and lied to her, and now she wouldn’t believe me when I told her the truth. I’ve ruined it all.”

Jena just looked at me. I was sure I didn’t make any sense as I was blubbering on. She looked to the side when a door opened and Louis peeked his head out.

“What the hell happened?” He asked his smiling face morphing into one of concern at my tear streaked face.

“Dawn is leaving.” I managed to say.

“What?” He looked disbelieving at my words.

“He said that Dawn said she was moving back here.” Jena filled in for me.

“Why would she go and do that for?” Louis was now standing in front of me as well.

I felt like a child as the tears silently slid down my face. If I could, I would have stopped them, but every time I thought I had them under control the idea of going home and Dawn no longer being there made them begin again.

“My fault.” I breathed out.

“Harry...”

“I should have told her from the start but I was to scare to lose her, lot of good that did, right?” I laughed bitterly. “I am such an idiot.”

“Harry, we...” Louis looked to Jena, who stared at him helplessly. “We’ll fix this. There has to be a way to fix this. You and Dawn are meant to be together despite both of you being fucking idiots about it all. If I have to steal her bloody passport as soon as we land back home, I will but she is not moving back here, understood? You will make her understand because you two need to be together.”

The way he said it made me actually believe he would stop at nothing short of holding Dawn against her will.

Louis grabbed my face and held it between his hands while he looked me dead in the eyes. “We will work this out. Understood?”

I nodded, biting my lip. I really hoped we could because I couldn’t imagine not having Dawn in my life.

I really hoped it wasn’t too late.

Notes

Oh no emotional Harry.... enjoy kiddies <3