Mandolin Rain

Harry's POV-

We were getting ready to leave Japan and head to India. I've never been there, I was pretty excited, I”m always up for new adventures. I tried to cal Elliot again, for like the 10th time today, I wish she would just answer the phone. I'm excited to go to India but I can't get excited about a lot of things when Elliot isn't in my life. I just miss her.

When I came back to Japan I laid in my bunk right up until show time. I was bright and chipper for the show but after I went right back to the bus and didn't leave. I couldn't talk to the guys. They tried. Lou came to see me and apologized for everything that happened but I know I played as much of a part in the event as she did. We didn't talk much after that.

I moped around most of the time. Not saying much, not doing much, I'm physically here just not mentally or emotionally. Mentally I'm with Elliot. Emotionally I don't know where I am.

“Earth to Harry!” Liam all but yells in my ear getting my attention.

“What?” I ask looking at him.

“Your phone keeps ringing. Answer it.” He pushes it across the table to me and I check the caller-ID hoping for a second it's Elliot but I know it won't be. I don't deserve her call.

“Hello?” I ask.

“Harry! It's Patrick.” It clicks, my lawyer. Probably talking about child support and custody.

“What's going on Patrick?” I ask leaning back.

“Well I've got some news, don't know if it's good or bad but the results are in, you're not the father of Zoe's baby.” He tells me and my eyes grow wide. I'm too stunned to say anything. “Harry? Still there?” He asks.

“Um, yeah, Zoe told me like three weeks ago that I was the father though.” I tell him cautiously.

“Oh, there's no way they can get DNA sequenced that fast and matched. We rushed it and it still took four weeks.” He explains.

“So she lied to me?” I think out loud.

“I guess so. But no worries, you are 99.9% not the father of Lucas. Have a great day! We can talk about press later, I just wanted to let you know.” And with that he hangs up. I sit there with my phone still in my hand stunned.

“You all right mate?” Niall asks.

“Yeah, that was Patrick, Lucas isn't mine. Zoe lied to me.” I swallow. “Zoe lied to me.” I suddenly get angry, pounding my fists on the table and pushing myself up. “She fucking lied to me!” I yell in the bus and storm out.

“Why the hell did you lie to me and say Lucas was mine?” I spit angry words at Zoe through the phone.

“I want my son to have a good life.” She acted like its no big deal.

“So you wanted to lie to him his whole life saying I was is father? Take my money and drag me through the mud?” I've never been this angry in my life.

“Oh why do you care Harry? It's just money. You have everything you want anyway.”

“No I don't. My life isn't perfect Zoe.” I have no idea why I'm saying this to her, I should just hang up and wash my hands with her.

“Whatever Harry. Go back to your perfect girlfriend, keep making money, and leave me alone.”

“I'll leave you alone once you stop telling everyone that Lucas is mine. Lucas is Jared's baby. I won't even ask for the money I sent you back. Just stop.” I plead. I've been doing that a lot lately.

“I can't give you the money back anyway, we've already spent it.” Of course she has. “I just thought, I thought that if this baby was yours you might actually love me again.” She's barely loud enough to hear.

“I'm sorry Zoe but I love someone else. I just can't keep up a charade when I know what the real thing is.” I'm still angry but somehow she's made me less angry at her.

“I understand. Better take care of her and keep her happy. I really am sorry about everything Harry. I'll see you around.” I shrug my shoulders and hang up the phone.

That's not how I thought the conversation would go. Usually Zoe is always up for a good argument but it's like she just gave up, let me win and changed her tone. I'm not one to stay angry but I won't forget her betrayal. Betrayal, just like what I did to Elliot.

I'm suddenly defeated as I silently trudge back into the bus, ignoring my band mates glances and find my bag. Rummaging through I find what I've been avoiding, Elliot's handwritten letters. I carefully unravel the bow that's been squished from the jumbling of planes and my luggage.

Flipping through the envelopes in Elliot's perfect handwriting I find one that will work for this situation. “For when we fight.”I turn it over to see a lip sticker sealing it and I chuckle slightly, she's always thinking of the little things. I pull the card out, sitting on my bunk and closing the curtain to brace myself I start reading.

My Favorite Harry,

Sometimes we will fight. Despite how perfect I am, I have my flaws. Don't laugh. They say distance makes the heart grow fonder but sometimes distance makes things harder. In the grand scheme of things four months is nothing compared to life. We'll fight even when we're next to each other. That being s aid, I love you.

Things happen that sometimes we can't understand, that doesn't mean that things won't be okay. It took a while for us to fall in love, it will talk a while for us to fall out of love if it comes to that. So fight for me.

All my love,

Elliot

That's all I need, I'm fighting for us. Not just texting and calling. All my focus is on her.

Notes

So...I have a HUGE soccer tourney this weekend, I'll be leaving Friday and won't be back until next Wednesday, so I might not be able to update because we'll have double days and I'll be doing work for my classes in my free time. We're already doing two-a-day practices. Ugh. BUT if things work out I might be able to finish this story by Friday....ONLY if you ya'll want it.

So lots of comments from everyone please. :)

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P.S. I have a chocolate chip muffin addiction. There. its out.