Last First Kiss
Chapter 24
*Harry's POV*
I couldn’t think straight, I had no control of my body, I was in complete shock. Everybody was talking at the same time but I had zoned them out thinking about Sarah. Thinking about how I'm not the only one effected by this, her family and friends must be in the same state of mind as I am, or even worse.
"I have to go" I got up as soon as the word came out of my mouth and walked towards the closet, to pack a few things.
"Go? Go where?" Louis asked
"I need to go to Toronto"
"Harry, I know Sarah meant a lot to you, but you can't just leave, we have to work on the tour" Liam was looking at me like I'm out of my mind but I didn't care.
"LIAM DON’T YOU DARE STOP ME, IM GOING AND THAT'S FINAL! SARAH IS DEAD DO YOU UNDERSTAND HOW FUCKED UP THAT IS, I CAN'T WORK!" I yelled
I went to the bathroom and cleaned my hand. I heard a knock on my door. One of the guys opened the door.
"Harry are you okay" Paul asked as I came out of the bathroom
"No, I'm far from okay, I need to go to Toronto NOW"
"Harry..."
"Paul don’t, Sarah's plane crashed and I need to go"
"2 days Harry, I cant push back the rehearsals for any longer"
"Thank you"
* * * *
*Sarah's POV*
I had missed my first plane back to Toronto because of New York's stupid traffic so I had to buy another ticket, thankfully they didn't charge me for the full price of another ticket. The wait in the airport wasn't too bad, it was only 30-45 min difference. My phone battery had died, I didn't even tell my family or Harry that I had missed my flight. The whole time in the plane I was anxious to get home so my family and harry won't get worried. I kept counting down the minutes till we land so I can go home.
* * *
The cab pulled up at my house and I saw police cars, and reporters. What the hell was going on? I paid the guy and grabbed my bags and went inside quickly.
"MOM.....DAD......" I looked at them curiously waiting for an answer, my mom was crying and my dad was talking to the cops. What is going on?
"OMG HONEY, YOU ARE ALIVE" my mom was sobbing so hard that she couldn't even speak. She pulled me into a tight hug holding me and crying into my ears.
"WHAT? Why would I be dead?" I was so confused
"Honey, the plane you were suppose to be on had crashed, and they said there was no survivors"
"my plane never... oh wait I missed my flight so I got on the next one and my phone was dead so I couldn’t call you guys, I am so sorry"
I heard my sister come downstairs with tears in her eyes.
"SARAH" she ran and gave me a hug as she clashed her body to me.
"Shh, its okay, I'm sorry to have scared you guys like that"
"All that matters is that you are here and alive" my dad walked over to me with a small happy tear in his eyes, hugging me and breathing me in.
"I'm going to go upstairs and put my bags down and freshen up"
"Are you hungry honey" my mom was looking at me like she couldn't believe that I still was alive.
"Starving" I gave her a reassuring smile and squeezed her hand.
My sister helped with my bags, I left my bags in a corner and was going to deal with them tomorrow. I changed into something comfortable and put my phone to charge.
I came back downstairs to see the police and reporters all gone and my mom making me something to eat.
"Sweetie, you did call Harry right? my mom asked OMG HARRY, HE MUST BE FREAKING OUT! I ran back to my room and called him, but he didn’t pick up. So I left a message just in case he checks it. Right before I was going to call one of the other boys, I heard the door bell.
"I'll get it" I said as I walked to the door trying to dial Liam at the same time.
*Harry's POV*
I was right in front of Sarah's house, I was so nervous. The palm of my hands were sweating, i was fidgeting around. All i could think about was, this is it, i am going to face the truth. Maybe I should have called before coming here. Maybe they don't want to see me since Sarah took this trip for me. OMG it's my fault that Sarah is dead, if I hadn't met her or if I came to Toronto instead of her coming to where I was she wouldn't be dead right now.
I rang the door bell and a short moment after the door opened and there stood Sarah. I was dreaming or maybe I was dead too. There is no possible way she would be standing right front of me, ALIVE. She was looking at her phone and being casual like nothing had happened in the past few hours. I don't know if I should be pissed or happy.
"Sarah?!" I dropped my bag and reached out to her. I squeezed her in my chest as hard as I could.
"Harry I was trying to reach you...I had missed my first flight..." She whispering in my ear and giving me sweet kisses.
"Shhh....I love you so much i thought i lost you forever. Please don't do that again" I was kissing all over her and smelling her every scent to make sure she was real and still alive. My Sarah was here...with me.
I couldn’t think straight, I had no control of my body, I was in complete shock. Everybody was talking at the same time but I had zoned them out thinking about Sarah. Thinking about how I'm not the only one effected by this, her family and friends must be in the same state of mind as I am, or even worse.
"I have to go" I got up as soon as the word came out of my mouth and walked towards the closet, to pack a few things.
"Go? Go where?" Louis asked
"I need to go to Toronto"
"Harry, I know Sarah meant a lot to you, but you can't just leave, we have to work on the tour" Liam was looking at me like I'm out of my mind but I didn't care.
"LIAM DON’T YOU DARE STOP ME, IM GOING AND THAT'S FINAL! SARAH IS DEAD DO YOU UNDERSTAND HOW FUCKED UP THAT IS, I CAN'T WORK!" I yelled
I went to the bathroom and cleaned my hand. I heard a knock on my door. One of the guys opened the door.
"Harry are you okay" Paul asked as I came out of the bathroom
"No, I'm far from okay, I need to go to Toronto NOW"
"Harry..."
"Paul don’t, Sarah's plane crashed and I need to go"
"2 days Harry, I cant push back the rehearsals for any longer"
"Thank you"
* * * *
*Sarah's POV*
I had missed my first plane back to Toronto because of New York's stupid traffic so I had to buy another ticket, thankfully they didn't charge me for the full price of another ticket. The wait in the airport wasn't too bad, it was only 30-45 min difference. My phone battery had died, I didn't even tell my family or Harry that I had missed my flight. The whole time in the plane I was anxious to get home so my family and harry won't get worried. I kept counting down the minutes till we land so I can go home.
* * *
The cab pulled up at my house and I saw police cars, and reporters. What the hell was going on? I paid the guy and grabbed my bags and went inside quickly.
"MOM.....DAD......" I looked at them curiously waiting for an answer, my mom was crying and my dad was talking to the cops. What is going on?
"OMG HONEY, YOU ARE ALIVE" my mom was sobbing so hard that she couldn't even speak. She pulled me into a tight hug holding me and crying into my ears.
"WHAT? Why would I be dead?" I was so confused
"Honey, the plane you were suppose to be on had crashed, and they said there was no survivors"
"my plane never... oh wait I missed my flight so I got on the next one and my phone was dead so I couldn’t call you guys, I am so sorry"
I heard my sister come downstairs with tears in her eyes.
"SARAH" she ran and gave me a hug as she clashed her body to me.
"Shh, its okay, I'm sorry to have scared you guys like that"
"All that matters is that you are here and alive" my dad walked over to me with a small happy tear in his eyes, hugging me and breathing me in.
"I'm going to go upstairs and put my bags down and freshen up"
"Are you hungry honey" my mom was looking at me like she couldn't believe that I still was alive.
"Starving" I gave her a reassuring smile and squeezed her hand.
My sister helped with my bags, I left my bags in a corner and was going to deal with them tomorrow. I changed into something comfortable and put my phone to charge.
I came back downstairs to see the police and reporters all gone and my mom making me something to eat.
"Sweetie, you did call Harry right? my mom asked OMG HARRY, HE MUST BE FREAKING OUT! I ran back to my room and called him, but he didn’t pick up. So I left a message just in case he checks it. Right before I was going to call one of the other boys, I heard the door bell.
"I'll get it" I said as I walked to the door trying to dial Liam at the same time.
*Harry's POV*
I was right in front of Sarah's house, I was so nervous. The palm of my hands were sweating, i was fidgeting around. All i could think about was, this is it, i am going to face the truth. Maybe I should have called before coming here. Maybe they don't want to see me since Sarah took this trip for me. OMG it's my fault that Sarah is dead, if I hadn't met her or if I came to Toronto instead of her coming to where I was she wouldn't be dead right now.
I rang the door bell and a short moment after the door opened and there stood Sarah. I was dreaming or maybe I was dead too. There is no possible way she would be standing right front of me, ALIVE. She was looking at her phone and being casual like nothing had happened in the past few hours. I don't know if I should be pissed or happy.
"Sarah?!" I dropped my bag and reached out to her. I squeezed her in my chest as hard as I could.
"Harry I was trying to reach you...I had missed my first flight..." She whispering in my ear and giving me sweet kisses.
"Shhh....I love you so much i thought i lost you forever. Please don't do that again" I was kissing all over her and smelling her every scent to make sure she was real and still alive. My Sarah was here...with me.
12/5/13