“GO AWAY!!!” I said to the incessant pounding on my door. In my mind it sounded like I shouted but I knew it was probably more like a whimper do to my hung over state.

I grabbed the pillow beside me and smashed it to my face.

I could still hear the banging.

I really wasn’t in the mood for any of this. I had the worse night of my life last night and a slightly deadly hangover on top of it. All I wanted was for the whole world to leave me alone.

“HARRY EDWARD STYLES OPEN THE DAMN DOOR NOW!!!” Jena’s angry voice yelled through to where I lay, head buried under the fluffy pillow.

I sighed and slammed the pillow back in its place.

I suppose I owed her after the stunt I pulled last night. I’m pretty sure she was coming to rip my head off and let me know exactly how stupid she thought I was.

I sat up and let my spinning head settle before dragging myself over to the door.

I opened it slowly but Jena wasn’t having any of it, she shoved it open, knocking me back a few feet and marched into the room before spinning to face me with her hands planted on her hips.

“You stupid mother fuc-”

“JENA!!” I cut her off, shutting my eyes and holding my hand up to her. “Please. No yelling.”

“Do you have a hangover Harry?” She asked maliciously as she inched closer to me. “Is you head pounding?”

I nodded gingerly and eyed her as she now stood directly in front of me.

“GOOD!” She screamed causing me to wince at the loud noise. She threw her hands up in the air. “You deserve it. How could you be so dumb Harry?”

“I don’t know.” I answered honestly.

I had to agree with her. I remembered every second of last night. From walking in and spotting Dawn with Cameron, to dancing with her, to kissing Jena stupidly, to our shouting match outside the club.

Every single agonizing second was ingrained in my memory.

I don’t know what I was thinking, how I had let the alcohol take over so quickly. Why my drunken self thought kissing someone else was a good idea in the first place. All it did was make an already bad situation worse.

“You were so fucking close.” Jena chastised as she walked around me towards the bed.

I dropped me head into my hands and rubbed my face. “I know.”

“So what are you going to do about it?” She asked after a few minutes of me just standing there.

I shrugged.

I was running out of time and ideas. We only had two shows left of the tour before we would be heading back home.

Even still I wasn’t ready to concede, I just couldn’t think very clearly at the moment.

“Ugh you are useless.” She hissed. “Get dressed.”

I sent her a confused look to which she just widened her eyes threateningly.

“Do it curly boy.”

A few minutes later I emerged from the bathroom freshly dressed looking to Jena for approval.

She didn’t say a word just pushed off the bed and strode towards me, gripping my hand and pulling me out the door.

“Wait.” I said stopping her from dragging me down the hall. “What are we doing?”

“You are going to talk to Dawn before she sits alone with her thoughts for too long and realizes what a moron you are and thinks better of being attracted to you.”

Jeez Jena don’t hold back, say what you really feel.

“And what am I meant to say? You know since I’m such a moron and all.” I sassed back.

Honestly the idea of talking to Dawn scared me but anytime I knew I was going to be near her made me feel just a little lighter.

“The truth, for once.” Jena said looking me dead in the eyes. “You tell her the exact truth. How you don’t want to play around anymore, and how you want her.”

I scoffed and ran my hand through my hair. “What am I supposed to do just walk right up to her and say ‘I want to be with you, I don’t want to keep doing this‘?”

Jena looked at me like that was the answer to all my problems and I was dumb for not seeing it.

“It’s almost too simple, isn’t it? But it’s probably the most effective solution you’ve got.” She answered. “Honesty is always the best way to go about things, you should know that by now.”

It made sense.

All the lying and miscommunication, maybe the best way to resolve it would be with simple honesty.

As I let the idea sink in, both mine and Jena’s attention was drawn away to a commotion going on behind me, just around the corner.

We both gave each other questioning looks before going to see what Zayn was making so much noise about.

As I rounded the corner my eyes instantly locked on the most familiar set of hazel eyes in my whole world.

She looked utterly devastated, but I had no time to react, the doors had closed before my breath came back to me.

“What the hell happened?” Jena asked looking from Zayn to Niall who were both standing in the hall.

“I don’t know, she came down the hall looking happy but left looking like someone had run over her puppy. It happened in less then a five minutes.” Niall informed as Zayn came back from where he had apparently been chasing Dawn.

I just kept looking at the closed doors. Why did she look at me like that?

I had a sinking feeling.

“I need to find her.” I declared taking long strides towards the lift she had just taken.

“Paul said that was her room.” Zayn said pointing to the door across the hall from him. “But I haven’t seen her go in there once.”

“She must have a room somewhere in the hotel.” I decided still walking towards the lift.

“How are you going to find her?” Jena asked from behind me.

I tried to think of where would be a good place to start looking when it finally became clear. “Cameron.”

I didn’t wait for anyone else to say a word, I didn’t even wait for the lift. I decided the stairs would be my best option anyway, less wait time and really I had done enough waiting when it came to Dawn, I wasn’t going to wait a second longer.

It took me less then ten minutes to walk down to the floor below mine and spot Michael who hesitantly told me which room Cameron was in.

I swiftly knocked at the door, hoping that Dawn wasn’t there, even though that was the reason I was here in the first place.

It didn’t take long for Cameron to open the door and to say he looked surprised to see me would me a massive understatement.

His eyebrows knit together as he looked behind me in question before looking back at my face. “Harry?”

“Is Dawn here?” I didn’t have time to chat I only wanted to know where Dawn was.

His look of confusion became more pronounced. “No, I would have thought she’d be with you by now.”

Now it was my turn to look confused. Last I checked I would be the last person Dawn wanted to be around.

“I’m sorry?” I asked for clarification.

Cameron shrugged and leaned against the door frame. I didn’t miss the look on his face that let me know I was the last person in the world he wanted to be speaking to at the moment.

“Last time I saw her she was on her way to look for you.” He said with a sigh.

My eyebrows knitted together. Why would she be looking for me?

“Dude, seriously?” Cameron said in exasperation. “She choose you. You win. She ran off looking for you to tell you.”

I had never heard more wonderful words leave anyone's mouth before. In a second my confused features lightened up into a beaming smile.

She choose me. She was looking for me. I had won.

I needed to find her.

And then my euphoria was brought down again.

The last time I had seen her she looked like she was about to cry. I needed to find out why before I could fully be happy about what I had just heard.

“Do you know where her room is?” I asked in a rush.

Cameron nodded and hesitantly told me her room number on the fourth floor.

I nodded and turned to run down the stairs before he called out to me and stopped me.

“You better not mess this up Styles. She is the best girl I have ever met and if I am having to let her go it better be worth it. You under stand?” He narrowed his eyes at me and pointed threateningly at me. “If I so much as see anything bad printed I am hunting you down and the next time I’m not going to play nice.”

I stood a little taller and clenched my jaw before nodding quickly. He sent me his own curt nodded before closing the door.

Again I found myself running down a few flights of steps until I reached my desired floor.

Bursting out of the door and straight down the hall, trying not to collide with any of the people in my way.

I stopped short when I reached the room Cameron had told me I would find Dawn. The cleaning cart set right in front.

I slowly peeked in, jumping back slightly when an older woman stepped out of the room.

“May I help you?” She asked.

I kept peeking behind her waiting for any sign of Dawn. “Um... do you know where the girl in this room went off to?”

She cocked an eyebrow at me before setting to grabbing a few amenities off her cart.

“She checked out.”

Everything inside of me dropped. I felt my knees weaken at the words as I tried to find my voice. “Wh-what?”

The woman, clearly not noticing that my world was crumbling at her words, shrugged and went about her business.

What was I supposed to do now? Where could she have gone?

Surly if she had returned to our floor one of the boys would have called me. I patted my pocket in hopes of having a missed call but I realized that I never had my phone to begin with.

I had left it in the room.

Again a surge of hope shot through me as I ran back up to my floor.

By the time I reached it I was out of breath and had to double over, clutching the stitch in my side.

All the boys along with Paul stood, watching me expectantly as I stopped in front of Dawn’s other room.

I stood up, still taking deep breaths and pointed to the door. “Is she here?”

Niall shook his head. “We thought you were looking for her?”

Paul looked confused. “Who?”

“Dawn.” I breathed out.

Suddenly his face took on a look of understanding. “Oh I’m sure we’ll see her at the venue. Come on boys we’re going to be late if we don’t leave now.”

I had completely forgotten about our packed day.

There was nothing I wanted to do less then smile for the cameras as my mind was racing at where in the world Dawn could be but it was my job and as little as I wanted to do it on this day it was still something I loved to do.

I supposed I would just have to grin and bare it until I could speak to Dawn at the show tonight. That was one place I knew she wouldn’t be able to avoid me at.

Honestly the day dragged on like it had weights tied to it, but I couldn’t tell you one thing about it since my mind was never on the task at hand.

By the time we pulled up to the back of the venue I was jumping out of the van and racing towards the dressing room where Dawn was sure to me setting up.

As I surged through the door I was a bit disappointed to only find Caroline and Christine in the room, both of which sent me nervous smiles.

Not long after the boys had joined me did the door open quietly behind us.

I turned with a wide smile, waiting to see the face I had been dying to see all day only to be disappointed when Jena walked in trying her hardest to look anywhere but at me.

She walked by me and straight towards Niall placing a quick kiss on his lips before setting to organizing the products on the counter.

I vaguely wondered when that had happened but my mind was too clouded with where Dawn could be, so I asked. “Where is Dawn?”

Jena tensed slightly before sending Caroline and Christine a pleading look. Both women looked away, busying themselves with the clothes on the rack.

I watched Jena turn slowly , sighing deeply before lifting her eyes too look at me. “Dawn is gone.”

“What do you mean Dawn is gone?” Louis said before I could even react. All I could feel was a numbing sensation climbing from my toes, threatening to paralyze my heart.

Jena looked around the room hesitantly before looking at her hands. “She told Lisa and Paul she had an emergency back home and since there was only the two shows left they said I could cover for her.”

“What?” I managed to gasp out, my hand reaching up to literally grasp at my chest, it felt like someone was ripping it open and I felt the need to check that it wasn’t actually happening. “I have to stop her.”

I didn’t even think twice about the show and the fans waiting, I had to stop Dawn from leaving because if she did she would have plenty of time to follow through with her original plan of moving back here and not one of us was there to stop her.

I wasn’t sure what had changed from the time she had spoken to Cameron up until now but something had made her change her mind and I wasn’t going to let that happen, not when I was so very close to what I wanted.

“Harry, she’s gone. Her flight left an hour ago.”

And with those very words it felt like all hope was lost.

Notes

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