Until the Very End

Harry's POV:
I woke up in an empty bed, no one next to me. I quickly get up and search the whole hotel room. Still, no sign of Carmen. Why does this happen? Am I that bad of a guy? I put on some skinny jeans and a black v-neck, and went to my phone to find anything of Carmen; Facebook, Instagram, Twitter. Anything, and still nothing. My thoughts were torn when my phone started ringing.
"Hey bro, we need to talk. Band meeting at Starbucks?" Niall questioned.
"Sure, I'll be there." I say in a blank tone.
"OK, I'll see younthere. Bye, Hazz." And with that he hung up.
Leaving me alone, with my thoughts.
Carmen's POV:
While working, there have been many teenage girls staring at me. This might seriously drive me insane.
"Hey Carm, you can go take a break. I can cover this." My coworker, Emily said.
I just nodded, and walked out to my car. Pulled out my phone and dialled Grace's number.
"Hey love, Can you come over to my house after work. I wanna flip." I say lighting up my cigarette.
"Of coarse. Is it about Mr. Boyband?" She said chuckling.
"How'd you know?" I say in complete shock. She didn't know I felt, why would she kniw.
"Uhm, sweetheart. Have you picked up a magazine? You and Styles are all of it. Carmen, you are Ms. Thing." I said, sounding proud.
"Fuck work, meet me at Starbucks, NOW." I say, hanging up the phone. This is some bullshit.

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