Love In The City
♡ Chapter 2 ♡
Diana's POV
“Miss…Miss?” I feel someone shaking me lightly and I slowly open my eyes.
“Sorry to bother you but the plane is landing and we need you to fasten your seat belt.” The flight attendant tells me.
“Oh right, sorry.” I reply.
Luckily I’m in first class so I was able to get a good nap, especially since I don’t have anyone sitting next to me. I hate being next to random people in planes. It’s god awful creepy.
I look out the window and you can see the beautiful city that is, New York. It’s dark outside and I can see skyscrapers and the beautiful landmarks. The Statue of Liberty, The Empire State
Building, Times Square and the Brooklyn Bridge! The plane starts to land and I take a deep breath. Harry’s somewhere down there. I can’t imagine what he’s doing. Maybe shopping, hanging with the boys, but either way I can’t wait to surprise him!
I get out of the airport and get a taxi to take me to a hotel. I arrive at the Merton Hotel and go to my room. I quickly throw my suitcase on the bed and put on a new outfit. I look at myself in the mirror and smile. It’s a simple outfit but I like it. I look out at the amazing city and decide that I need a breather. I put my shoes back on and leave the hotel.
(A/N: Listen to I’m With You – Avril Lavigne right now - CLICK HERE - )
I walk down street after street and I’m starting to get tired and hungry. I check the time and its 9:30pm. I pass by a fancy restaurant and look through the glass. I decide that I’m going to eat here just because I can. I’m not dressed fancy but I really don’t care.
I walk in and it’s packed. I walk up to the podium where there’s a lady in uniform.
“How many?” she asks
“One.” I reply. She looks up gives me a weird look and checks her list.
“Were fully packed you might have to wait at least an hour.” She says dryly. I pull out $200 dollars and slide it to her. Her eyes light up and she takes the bribe.
“Your table will be ready in one minute, any specific location?” she asks
“A Corner maybe.”
“This way.” She replies.
She leads me to a table at the back of the restaurant. I’m sitting in the corner and I surprisingly love it. A waiter comes over and I order the ravioli and some wine. I’m at the drinking age so why not.
I’m waiting for my food when I notice a girl walk in and sit down at a table with her back facing me. She turns around for a second to put her coat on the chair and I notice her instantly. Kendall Jenner. Oh god I hate the Kardashians, they’re so annoying, and not to mention famous for being trashy and idiots. Who’s the dumbass meeting her for dinner? I laugh a little and then shake it off.
I feel someone pass by me and I get butterflies in my stomach when I smell his cologne. Harry. I look up and see his curly head hugging…Kendall?
He sit’s down and they start talking. I’m looking right at him and he hasn’t looked at me once, It’s like he doesn’t even recognize me. My waiter comes back with food and I’m still sitting in shock.
“Can I get you anything else?” he asks.
“Are they together?” I ask him. He looks over at Kendall and Harry and turns back to me.
“I think so, you know how celebrities are, they always end up with other celebrities.” He replies smiling.
“You okay?” he asks.
“I-I’m fine thank you.” I reply. He reaches into his apron and hands me a napkin.
“Most people don’t cry when they’re fine.” He replies “Why are you so upset over those two?” he asks
“Aren’t waters supposed to keep quiet?” I ask laughing.
“I guess, but I’m nosy. Sorry.” He replies
“No it’s fine. I. I just can’t believe that she can find love and I can’t.” I reply trying to cover up my slip.
“Don’t worry, if you ask me, you’re ten times prettier than her.” He says before winking and leaving.
I watch Kendall and Harry flirt for most of the dinner until my bill comes. On it the waiter wrote a nice note.
The Note - I think you’re lovely; don’t let that gold digger get you down!! Hope you have a great night! :)
I pay with $300 leaving him a $200 dollar tip. He honestly made my day. I get up and I walk right by Harry and Kendall.
“Wait.” I hear Harry say. I turn around eagerly. Finally he noticed me! He’s going to leave her for me.
“You dropped this.” He says handing me my phone. He didn’t even properly look at my face, it was just a quick hand and then that was it.
“Do you need something?” Kendall asks in a bitchy voice. I can’t help but start to cry and then I make a mad dash for the exit.
I walk down New York and it’s gotten colder, not only outside but inside. I feel so broken, so hurt. I know that if Harry had just gotten a better look at my face he would have noticed me. I can’t believe he’s with her. Kendall… he said he was over fake girls. Taylor Swift, now Kendall Jenner… who’s next?
I walk down the streets in tears. I get a few weird looks but I don’t care. I’m hurt and I’m not afraid to show it. It starts to rain and I feel more and more like crap with every passing second. I’m about a minute away from the hotel when a cap speeds by soaking me in dirty water. I look to my left and see a black range rover. I see Harry driving and then Kendall, she’s staring at me and then she starts laughing and nudges Harry. I hide my face and start running.
I get into the hotel and I’m soaking wet. I get to my room and take a quick shower. I sit on my bed in my PJ’s and look at the New York City lights.
I used to love New York and I always dreamed of moving here but now…I’m just sad and depressed. The man I love is with another woman and he doesn’t know that I’m awake…and if he does…would he even care? Does he even remember me? I get into bed and leave my curtains open and my window. I like to see and hear the city wherever I am. It’s one of my favorite things.
I try to go to sleep but Harry keeps popping into my head. I toss and turn but eventually I can’t help it. I sit up and cry hard. I look at the city lights that are blurry from my tears and I cry his name. I feel like my insides are being ripped to shreds. Harry isn’t even a want anymore…he’s a need.
Harry’s POV
I walk up to Kendall in the restaurant and give her a quick hug before sitting down. We’ve been talking for a while but once again she goes on about materialistic things and the most boring topics ever. God, I hate management for making me date her.
A girl passes by and drops something.
“Wait!” I say making her turn around quickly. I hand her the phone without even looking at her face and going back to Kendall. I don’t want paparazzi to think I’m a double timer.
“Do you need something?” I see Kendall ask in a bitchy tone. I hear the girl behind me crying. I turn around but she’s running.
“Why did you do that?” I ask her
“Anyways so I was at Fashion Nails and I swear the ladies were talking about Kayne and Kim, how funny right?” she says completely ignoring my questions.
“Funny.” I reply
For the rest of the dinner we have mindless conversations that I’m pretty sure a three year old could hold up with. I miss my deep and intellectual conversations with Diana… it’s been three years. I miss her so bad and every day I wait for my mom to call me and tell me that she’s okay now.
We finally finish and I offer to drive her home. We get in the car and with in minutes of driving she stops talking and starts laughing.
“Look it’s the girl from the restaurant, she’s soaked! Aha!” she laughs.
“Kendall really? First you make her cry now yo-“ once again she cuts me off.
“I didn’t make her cry, she’s just sensitive, gosh why are you so protective over her? Do you know her or some shit like that?” she asks
“I don’t know, I didn’t get a good look of her face.” I reply.
“Then let’s forget about her.” She replies. “So for like your concert tomorrow---“
She kept talking but I wasn’t listening. I got to her house and expected her to get out of the car but she was clearly waiting for me to open the door for her. I quickly ran around the car and did what she wanted.
“Thanks babe.” She said smirking.
I walked her to her door and she took me by surprise when she crashed her lips into mine. I responded quickly and the kiss was over before I knew it.
“Wanna come in?” she asks
“I have to get back, early morning tomorrow. Another time?” I offer. She seems disappointed but nods and smiles.
“Goodnight Harry Cake.” She says before closing the door.
Harry Cake? Really? Ugh.
I drive to my apartment only to be mobbed my paparazzi. Fame isn’t all pretty. I get to my room and lock my front door. I sigh and throw my keys on my kitchen counter. I look out at my city view and start to cry.
It’s been 3 years without Diana. I miss her so much. I just want to hold her and tell her that I love her. She’s still in that stupid coma. I was going to stay home all day and just go through the memories but I had work so I had to plaster on this smile I’ve been faking for years and pretend to be the happy pop star everyone thinks I am.
I look out into the city and just cry harder. I wonder what she’s thinking right now in that coma. Is she thinking of me? I don’t even realize how hard I’m crying until I fall to the ground. The pain is too much to handle standing up. I can hear my own heart beating out of my chest. I feel like I’ve been bleeding out love for her and I’m starting to loose hope. I just need to feel her love for me. I just need her in my arms. I need Diana.
“Miss…Miss?” I feel someone shaking me lightly and I slowly open my eyes.
“Sorry to bother you but the plane is landing and we need you to fasten your seat belt.” The flight attendant tells me.
“Oh right, sorry.” I reply.
Luckily I’m in first class so I was able to get a good nap, especially since I don’t have anyone sitting next to me. I hate being next to random people in planes. It’s god awful creepy.
I look out the window and you can see the beautiful city that is, New York. It’s dark outside and I can see skyscrapers and the beautiful landmarks. The Statue of Liberty, The Empire State
Building, Times Square and the Brooklyn Bridge! The plane starts to land and I take a deep breath. Harry’s somewhere down there. I can’t imagine what he’s doing. Maybe shopping, hanging with the boys, but either way I can’t wait to surprise him!
I get out of the airport and get a taxi to take me to a hotel. I arrive at the Merton Hotel and go to my room. I quickly throw my suitcase on the bed and put on a new outfit. I look at myself in the mirror and smile. It’s a simple outfit but I like it. I look out at the amazing city and decide that I need a breather. I put my shoes back on and leave the hotel.
(A/N: Listen to I’m With You – Avril Lavigne right now - CLICK HERE - )
I walk down street after street and I’m starting to get tired and hungry. I check the time and its 9:30pm. I pass by a fancy restaurant and look through the glass. I decide that I’m going to eat here just because I can. I’m not dressed fancy but I really don’t care.
I walk in and it’s packed. I walk up to the podium where there’s a lady in uniform.
“How many?” she asks
“One.” I reply. She looks up gives me a weird look and checks her list.
“Were fully packed you might have to wait at least an hour.” She says dryly. I pull out $200 dollars and slide it to her. Her eyes light up and she takes the bribe.
“Your table will be ready in one minute, any specific location?” she asks
“A Corner maybe.”
“This way.” She replies.
She leads me to a table at the back of the restaurant. I’m sitting in the corner and I surprisingly love it. A waiter comes over and I order the ravioli and some wine. I’m at the drinking age so why not.
I’m waiting for my food when I notice a girl walk in and sit down at a table with her back facing me. She turns around for a second to put her coat on the chair and I notice her instantly. Kendall Jenner. Oh god I hate the Kardashians, they’re so annoying, and not to mention famous for being trashy and idiots. Who’s the dumbass meeting her for dinner? I laugh a little and then shake it off.
I feel someone pass by me and I get butterflies in my stomach when I smell his cologne. Harry. I look up and see his curly head hugging…Kendall?
He sit’s down and they start talking. I’m looking right at him and he hasn’t looked at me once, It’s like he doesn’t even recognize me. My waiter comes back with food and I’m still sitting in shock.
“Can I get you anything else?” he asks.
“Are they together?” I ask him. He looks over at Kendall and Harry and turns back to me.
“I think so, you know how celebrities are, they always end up with other celebrities.” He replies smiling.
“You okay?” he asks.
“I-I’m fine thank you.” I reply. He reaches into his apron and hands me a napkin.
“Most people don’t cry when they’re fine.” He replies “Why are you so upset over those two?” he asks
“Aren’t waters supposed to keep quiet?” I ask laughing.
“I guess, but I’m nosy. Sorry.” He replies
“No it’s fine. I. I just can’t believe that she can find love and I can’t.” I reply trying to cover up my slip.
“Don’t worry, if you ask me, you’re ten times prettier than her.” He says before winking and leaving.
I watch Kendall and Harry flirt for most of the dinner until my bill comes. On it the waiter wrote a nice note.
The Note - I think you’re lovely; don’t let that gold digger get you down!! Hope you have a great night! :)
I pay with $300 leaving him a $200 dollar tip. He honestly made my day. I get up and I walk right by Harry and Kendall.
“Wait.” I hear Harry say. I turn around eagerly. Finally he noticed me! He’s going to leave her for me.
“You dropped this.” He says handing me my phone. He didn’t even properly look at my face, it was just a quick hand and then that was it.
“Do you need something?” Kendall asks in a bitchy voice. I can’t help but start to cry and then I make a mad dash for the exit.
I walk down New York and it’s gotten colder, not only outside but inside. I feel so broken, so hurt. I know that if Harry had just gotten a better look at my face he would have noticed me. I can’t believe he’s with her. Kendall… he said he was over fake girls. Taylor Swift, now Kendall Jenner… who’s next?
I walk down the streets in tears. I get a few weird looks but I don’t care. I’m hurt and I’m not afraid to show it. It starts to rain and I feel more and more like crap with every passing second. I’m about a minute away from the hotel when a cap speeds by soaking me in dirty water. I look to my left and see a black range rover. I see Harry driving and then Kendall, she’s staring at me and then she starts laughing and nudges Harry. I hide my face and start running.
I get into the hotel and I’m soaking wet. I get to my room and take a quick shower. I sit on my bed in my PJ’s and look at the New York City lights.
I used to love New York and I always dreamed of moving here but now…I’m just sad and depressed. The man I love is with another woman and he doesn’t know that I’m awake…and if he does…would he even care? Does he even remember me? I get into bed and leave my curtains open and my window. I like to see and hear the city wherever I am. It’s one of my favorite things.
I try to go to sleep but Harry keeps popping into my head. I toss and turn but eventually I can’t help it. I sit up and cry hard. I look at the city lights that are blurry from my tears and I cry his name. I feel like my insides are being ripped to shreds. Harry isn’t even a want anymore…he’s a need.
Harry’s POV
I walk up to Kendall in the restaurant and give her a quick hug before sitting down. We’ve been talking for a while but once again she goes on about materialistic things and the most boring topics ever. God, I hate management for making me date her.
A girl passes by and drops something.
“Wait!” I say making her turn around quickly. I hand her the phone without even looking at her face and going back to Kendall. I don’t want paparazzi to think I’m a double timer.
“Do you need something?” I see Kendall ask in a bitchy tone. I hear the girl behind me crying. I turn around but she’s running.
“Why did you do that?” I ask her
“Anyways so I was at Fashion Nails and I swear the ladies were talking about Kayne and Kim, how funny right?” she says completely ignoring my questions.
“Funny.” I reply
For the rest of the dinner we have mindless conversations that I’m pretty sure a three year old could hold up with. I miss my deep and intellectual conversations with Diana… it’s been three years. I miss her so bad and every day I wait for my mom to call me and tell me that she’s okay now.
We finally finish and I offer to drive her home. We get in the car and with in minutes of driving she stops talking and starts laughing.
“Look it’s the girl from the restaurant, she’s soaked! Aha!” she laughs.
“Kendall really? First you make her cry now yo-“ once again she cuts me off.
“I didn’t make her cry, she’s just sensitive, gosh why are you so protective over her? Do you know her or some shit like that?” she asks
“I don’t know, I didn’t get a good look of her face.” I reply.
“Then let’s forget about her.” She replies. “So for like your concert tomorrow---“
She kept talking but I wasn’t listening. I got to her house and expected her to get out of the car but she was clearly waiting for me to open the door for her. I quickly ran around the car and did what she wanted.
“Thanks babe.” She said smirking.
I walked her to her door and she took me by surprise when she crashed her lips into mine. I responded quickly and the kiss was over before I knew it.
“Wanna come in?” she asks
“I have to get back, early morning tomorrow. Another time?” I offer. She seems disappointed but nods and smiles.
“Goodnight Harry Cake.” She says before closing the door.
Harry Cake? Really? Ugh.
I drive to my apartment only to be mobbed my paparazzi. Fame isn’t all pretty. I get to my room and lock my front door. I sigh and throw my keys on my kitchen counter. I look out at my city view and start to cry.
It’s been 3 years without Diana. I miss her so much. I just want to hold her and tell her that I love her. She’s still in that stupid coma. I was going to stay home all day and just go through the memories but I had work so I had to plaster on this smile I’ve been faking for years and pretend to be the happy pop star everyone thinks I am.
I look out into the city and just cry harder. I wonder what she’s thinking right now in that coma. Is she thinking of me? I don’t even realize how hard I’m crying until I fall to the ground. The pain is too much to handle standing up. I can hear my own heart beating out of my chest. I feel like I’ve been bleeding out love for her and I’m starting to loose hope. I just need to feel her love for me. I just need her in my arms. I need Diana.
Notes
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