Safe heaven

Erica's P.O.V.

Time went on after I left London, I talk to at least one of the guys everyday. Although I haven't really talked to Harry and when I do he understands that I need time away. I do feel a bit guilty for leaving all of them like this. And from what the boys tell me Harry hasn't taken it well at all even though he puts up a strong front.

Here I am walking in front of family members, family friends, and some random people that came into my mothers life, to speak on her behalf. I've never been good at public speaking. I hate the feeling when you know everyone's eyes are on you, like you're being watched. I look over toward my grandmother to see her half smiling telling me to start. I look around the room and meet those green eyes that I've missed for days. My nerves suddenly leave my body and the words start flowing from my mouth.

"My mother was one of the most beautiful people I have ever met. Along with her beauty came her personality. She would always know what to say and when to say it. She would always recite poems to me when I was little. This is one of our favorites:

'I gave you the sun
But you wanted the moon
When I gave you the moon,
You wanted the stars.
So I reached blindly,
For the most infinite of stars,
And wrapped myself
Around each one of them,
Just for you." I pause a moment as a tear falls from my eye. I quickly wipe it away. I glance back up at Harry to see tears forming in his.

"The stars, the moon and the sun combined,
Weren't enough for your fickle heart.
So I took my tears,
And made you the sea,
So you can sail the earth
And find the impossible treasure,
You constantly seek.
Yet every morning,
My sun will be there to wake you.
Every night
My moon will be there to calm you.
And if you ever need me,
Look among the stars,
Wrapped in each one of them,
There, I still will be.'

This is a beautiful memory I have of my mother. Now she is among the stars and if I ever need her I know where she will be. Words can't describe the kind of relationship we have, few will understand. But that is something I will also cherish. Thank you everyone who has come today. You all have impacted her life and I thank you for that." I finish. I avoid all eye contact on the way back to my seat. I look over toward my father and notice tears falling from my father's eyes. I go over toward him and wrap my arms around him. He takes my body into his arm and squeezes. This is the first contact I have had with my father since I arrived back home. I have been staying with my grandmother. To be honest I don't know where are relationship stands.

I take my seat back beside my gran and she takes my hand and presses a kiss to it. We sit there as many others share stories and memories of my mother. I had a small heart attack when Harry walked up in front of the room.

"Hello I'm Harry, many of you probably don't know me. But I knew Mrs. Kennedy for a short amount of time and truly feel blessed to have meet a beautiful women inside and out. Although it was only for a short period of time she made me promise her something." He stops and looks at me. "She told me to always be there for other half, her daughter." He stops for a moment clearing his throat. "And I will keep that promise no matter what. She also taught me that love isn't found very often, to hold onto it while you can. In a moment the one you love could be gone. I know understand her words." He finish but I zone out a bit.

As the service concludes people swarm my family and I, giving their condolences. After everyone leaves we head to the graveyard to burry the casket.

Everyone surrounds this small hole in the ground and watch as they lower the box into the ground. After everything is finished I look around and notice Harry is still here. He should be some where in Europe right now. My gan pulls me from my thoughts as she wraps her small arm around my waist. She motions for my to come down to her level.

"Honey, go talk to him." She says into my ear. Before I could protest she walks always to my grandfather.
I slowly walk over toward Harry's. He is talking to my father. My father glances up at me and smiles, I give a half smile and he excuses himself. Harry's eye meet mine and fill with hope.

"You're speech was beautiful." He says half smiling.

"Thanks." I say a bit awkwardly. Clearly there are things unsaid between us, but it's not the time or place to discuss them. "Thanks for what you said Harry. I know it ment a lot to her."

"I know that's one of the main reasons I came, well besides the fact that I miss you." He said looking down shyly.

"Shouldn't you be somewhere in Europe right now?" I ask changing the subject quickly.

"Yea, but Simon let me catch the first flight here then I'm leaving tonight around six to get back before the next show." I can tell he is tired just by the way he is talking. There are some bags under his eyes, and his
face is a bit flushed.

"You should really get some rest Harry." I say placing my hand on his arm.

"I know, it's been hard." He says looking up at me. I feel sorry for him in a way. I should just go back with him for the rest of the European leg of the tour. But Simon told me to enjoy this time with my family.

"Well I should get back to my family." I say not knowing what to say next.

"Yea I better get going to." He says sounding sorrow.

"Thank you so much for being here Harry, it really means a lot to me and her." I say giving him a quick hug. He seems a bit taken back but soon wraps his arms around me.

"I love you, see you soon love?"He says pressing a kiss to the top of my head. I give a small nod and watch as he walks back to the parking lot. He looks back as he gets to his car and waves to me. I smile and wave back as he climbs in.

"I love you too Harry." I say to myself before joining the rest of my family. I walk over towards my gran and she smiles at me.

"What?" I ask as she takes my hand.

"It's nothing." She says shaking her head smiling like a goof leading me toward the rest of the family.

"Gran what is it?" I say as she keeps looking up at me smiling.

"Oh honey you're so cute, that boy really likes you. You know that?" I nod smiling and realize that Harry really was looking out for me. He knew that if I would have found out about my mom I would of came home in a heartbeat. I would've missed all the great memories we created in that time. Yes I was upset about the unknowing but those memories mean so much. Everything finally clicked.

Later that evening when everyone left my grans house so I decide to change and make a cup of tea.
As I place my tea bag in my cup I notice my grandfather in the doorway.

"You want a cup?" I ask smiling.

"I would love one." He says sitting down by the island in the middle of the kitchen. I finish make both cups of tea and sit across from him.

"Honey I know what your father did was wrong" he says before taking a sip of tea "but I think you should talk to him."

"I know, but I think I just need some time, maybe durning the American part of the tour I'll meet up with him. I just feel like it's to soon." I say honestly, I don't plan on never talking to him again, just not for awhile.

"Well you should get some sleep it's been a long day." He says stand. I stand and he hugs me and presses a kiss to my head.

We head it separate ways back to our room. I lay down in my bed. My grandparents let me pick my own room here when I was little because I was always here. The walls still light pink with a white frame on the bottom near the floor.

I pick up my phone and scroll through twitter. I quickly get bored and open my text messages, I tap on Harry's name and debate on sending him a message. I do miss him, a lot. What harm could it do? Just thank him again. I know it would make him happy, I really want him to be happy. I'm done dwelling on the past. Tomorrow is a new day, and technically it's tomorrow where he is so here goes nothing.

Hey Harry, I just wanted to thank you again for today. It was really nice of you. Hope you sleep well. Love Erica

My thumb hovers above send before I quickly press it. I jump up from my bed and head to the bathroom to get ready for bed.

Harry's P.O.V.

Loneliness finds you when you are alone at three o'clock in the morning. When you are laying in bed think about what you could have done to change what has happened. What you could of done better.
I stop my thinking and turn off the shower when I heard my phone sound. I hoped it would be Erica but I don't really think that would happen. I dry myself off and wrap the towel around my waist.

I scramble for my phone and my heart nearly jumped out of my chest as I saw Erica's name across my screen. A smile grows on my face as I read her message. Instead of reply over text I decide to call her. She should be getting ready for bed right now. It's early morning here and I can't sleep so maybe this will help.

The phone rings a couple times before she answers.

"Hello?" She say into the phone. Her voice just bring a smile to my face.

"Hi" I say into the phone smiling.

"Harry why aren't you asleep?!" She scolds me over the phone.

"I can't sleep." I chuckle into the phone.

"And why is that?" She asks sounding like my mum.

"Well you see I'm going through withdraw." I say jokingly into the phone.

"Harry you sound like a drug addict." She laughs.

"Well I guess you are my drug Erica and I'm addicted to you." I say chuckling, she joins in the laughter.

We talk for what feels like minutes but I soon realize it's been a couple hours. Her voice growing tired.

"Love why don't you go and get some sleep." I say into the phone not wanting to say goodbye.

"As long as you do the same." She says seriously.

"Alright I'll try."

"Good." She says happily.

"Erica?"

"Hmmm?" She hums into the phone.

"Are- are we okay?" I know I shouldn't ask but it has been killing me not knowing where we stand. I hear he sigh into the phone. A moment of silence fills both ends of the phone.

"Yes Harry we are fine." She finally speaks up. Joy fills my body.

"Goodnight love" I say over joyed into the phone.

"Night Harold."

"Bye" I say wondering if she'll answer.

"Bye"

"Bye" I say just to be annoying.

"Harry go to bed!" She laughs into the phone.

"Alright for real bye."

"Bye you goof!" She laughs into the phone and I wait for her to hang up. She did a couple seconds after
she said her last words.

I look over at the small alarm clock and it's around 5 in the morning. I decide that I should probably get some rest. Today is going to be a good day nothing can possibly go wrong. I throw on a pair of boxers and jump into my bed and fall asleep with a huge smile on my face.

Notes

Here's another! So guys who what is your favorite song by One Direction? Who's your fave? comment below!

-Haley