It was two weeks since I saw Harry last time. I had talked with Louis on the phone a few times but when he tried to bring Harry to our conversation I hang up immediately. So he learned not to talk about him anymore.

I hadn't left my house almost at all. I had just walked to nearest shop a few times but otherwise I had sat in my sofa watching tv and sometimes editing photos. Brianna was a bit worried about me 'cause she still didn't know where I had disappeared from the club. She had actually found a nice boy from there and they had met almost every day. I tried to be happy for her but it was hard because of my thing with Harry.

My phone rang and I answered it without looking who it was. "Alison's madhouse," I said. "Alison! You are going out with me and Daniel today," Brianna's voice answered at the other end. "What if I say no?" I said and opened another chip bag. "We are going to get you. Get dressed 'cause we'll be there in half an hour," she said. "Yes boss. Bye then," I said. Like I was even going to do anything.

"Hi!" I heard Brianna yelling from the lobby. They both came to my living room and I saw a tall blond haired boy next to her. "Hi, I'm Daniel," he said and looked at me a bit carefully. I didn't wonder that at all 'cause I was wearing just my pyjama and the whole house was a big mess. "Hi, nice to meet you," I said and looked back to my tv. I was watching some stupid comedy. "Now you stop being such a martyr," Brianna said and switched the tv off. "Nooo! I was watching that!" I yelled and got up. "Alison, please. We're going for a coffee and you're coming with us," she said and walked to my bedroom. I followed her and saw she was digging my closet to find some clothes. "This is nice," she said and handed a blue dress for me.

"Okay, now you'll introduce yourself for Daniel again properly," Brianna said and pushed me towards Daniel. "Hi I'm Brianna's best friend Alison. It's nice to meet you," I shook my hand with him and he laughed a bit. "Now there's a good girl," Brianna said and we left my house.

We sat in the cafeteria and I tried to act sad at first but it was hard 'cause Daniel was actually really funny. He was also kind as he was honestly trying to make me feel better. "There's a coffee for ma'am," he smiled as he came back with our orders. We talked a bit and I started to feel a lot more better. "Sorry ladies but I'm going to use the toilet," Daniel said and got up.

As soon as he had gone Brianna was asking me about him. "I think he is really funny and friendly. Don't let him go," I winked at her and she blushed. "That's good that you like him 'cause I like him a lot," she said. "I can see that from the way you look at each others in the eyes. That's loooove," I chuckled and she hit me with her hand. "You can't say that yet! We've just started to date," she said with pleasant smile. "What if I hadn't liked him?" I asked. "Then I'd dump him," she said and I laughed. "No you wouldn't done that! Actually I have to say I'm sorry for being such an asshole these weeks... I think I'm getting better now," I smiled then. "That's okay I understand," she smiled back. Daniel walked to our table and we started to talk and joke.

Harry's POV

Our tour had gone well so far and we were in New York now. We had a day off and I didn't have much plans. I was going to see some of my American friends in the night but now I was at my hotel room with Louis and Niall. They were watching some football match but I didn't take interest to that. I just sat there searching my phone in silence. Niall went to pick more beer from the fridge and I could see Louis glaring at me from the corner. "Harry, you were doing great already but now I can see you're diving in your own world again. Just ring her it's almost three fucking weeks!" he said and I looked up at him. I didn't say anything and just wait he'd continue. "You still have to care about her 'cause I can see you're miserable," he sighed. "But she doesn't..." I tried to protest but he cut me off. "No, you won't lose anything if you ring her. If you don't then you'll never know," he said and Niall came back. "What he'll never know?" he asked and handed me a beer. "Nothing," I said and opened the can. The game's break was over and Niall didn't take interest in me anymore. I started to type texts for Alison but deleted every message I made.

It was about 1am when I got back to hotel from night out with my friends. I washed my teeth and got undressed. Then I fell to bed. I tried to set comfy but the hotel bed felt unfamiliar. I sat up and reached my phone from the night stand. I typed Alison's number but didn't phone still. I put my phone in front of me and thought for a while. It was about 8pm in London so Alison would definitely be awake. What should I say to her? Should I say I was sorry? My head felt heavy and I couldn't think straight. I still decided to phone her but I was quite sure she wouldn't even answer.

A moment after I heard crackling. "Hi it's Daniel on Alison's phone. How could I help you?" I heard some lad's voice answering. I froze right away. All that time I had sat there crying as Alison had already moved on. "Hello? Is there anyone? Alison will be in a minute," he said and I cleared my throat. "Erm... And you are who?" I snapped. "Oh I'm sorry I didn't say... uhm I'm just a friend," he said. Yeah definitely 'just a friend', I thought but didn't say it to him. I heard Alison's voice in the background. Daniel who are there? Give me my phone, I heard her saying. Then I heard laughing and a lot of crackling.

"Oh I'm so sorry. Daniel is such a jerk he didn't give me my phone!" Alison answered cheerfully. She really should learn to look who was calling before answering. "Uhm, that's okay. It's Harry," I said and she didn't say anything for a while. "What? Didn't I say clear enough not to ring me ever again?" her voice rose higher. "Alison, don't hang up. I need to talk to you. I'm so sorry that I didn't tell you when I was leaving and also about that I yelled at you. I didn't mean it," I said apologetically and she was quiet. "But I can see you've moved on so I won't bother you anymore," I added. "What? You mean... No! Daniel is just a friend. Actually he is Brianna's boyfriend," Alison said and I felt relieved. "Oh... I just... Nevermind. How are you?" I felt a bit stupid. "Uhm good I suppose," she said with a bit harsh voice. "That's...that's good. I think I'll go to sleep. Have a good end of life," I said desperately.

"Harry wait..." she said quickly. "I just thought... I'm sorry I yelled at you and I just thought... if we could be friends? Like I'm a good friend of Louis' and we still might see each other and... it'd be a lot easier if we're in friendzone," she struggled. "Erm, yeah, that's fine," I said even though it wasn't fine for me at all. I still wanted to be more than friends but she didn't and I had to accept that. "Bye then and good night. I suppose friends say like that," I added and she chuckled a bit. "Good night to you too," she said and I hang up.

"So you worked out with Alison?" Louis asked the next day in hotel breakfast and I nodded to him. "But you still seem to be a bit sad? What is it mate," he noticed. "She wants to be just friends," I struggled and looked away. "And you want to be more I guess?" Louis said and I just nodded again. "Is there any change you'd win her again?" he continued. "Nope. I think," I said and walked towards the breakfast table. I started to collect food to my plate and Louis followed me. "You should still try. I could arrange a party again at my house and invite also her," he grinned but I shook my head. "She doesn't want to so what's the point even try," I said as I greased my bread. Louis just smirked at me and I really hope he wasn't going to arrange any party. I got too drunk every time.

Four weeks had passed and we had finished our American tour and now I was in a plane flying back to London. The tour couldn't went any better. It had gone amazingly and we were all really happy about everything. We had had a huge party yesterday night and my head was killing me. The other boys had taken earlier flight and I was just with Zayn. I didn't have much company of him 'cause he was sleeping behind me. There were also some of our managers at the same flight but I didn't feel like talk to anyone right now. I watched out of the window but all I could see was the Atlantic sea. I felt a bit bored and tried to get some sleep but I couldn't 'cause Alison came to my mind again. I thought about her hands around my neck and her beautiful eyes. I tried to shook off the view of my mind but with little success. Suddenly I decided to phone her. I had to hear her voice. I picked my phone from my pocket but then I remembered I was on the plane. I groaned and tilted my head backwards. I'd ring her right after the flight.

We got mobbed in Hearthrow. I tried to crush through the crowd with Zayn to our cab. I was so tired and all I could think was Alison. I tried to focus on her face in my mind so I wouldn't scream everyone to shut the fuck up. I forced my smile for some cameras and then we finally got in the cab. "Huh, hopefully no one got hurt," Zayn said when we drove away from the airport. The driver left Zayn to some of his friend's house at first and we said our good byes.

When I finally got to my house I dropped my luggage to the lobby and picked my phone. "Hi Harry, why are you calling me?" I heard Alison's surprised voice asking. "Hi Alison," I said and then I realized I hadn't made up any excuse why to call her. I decided to be honest. "I miss you," I sighed out. "Erm... Harry, you can't say that. We can't be together. We decided so," Alison said. "I know I just thought... if we could meet or something?" I said as I leaned my back towards the wall and sat down. "I don't think it's a good idea," Alison said. "But I mean... Just as friends," I must sound desperate. "Okay... just as friends," Alison said and I was a bit amazed. "Okay, uhm where we could meet?" I tried not to sound too exited. I just had to meet her face to face so I might have a change to talk her properly. She told time and place and it suited for me.

Alison's POV

I couldn't believe what I had just done. Harry was just too good to persuade me. Okay, it'll be just a friend date, I tried to say myself but in my head I knew it might lead into something else. I couldn't get Harry's words out of my mind. I miss you. I missed him too but I knew I'd break his heart. I had actually done it already. If I'd told Harry that I had slept with someone straight away as he had gone to America he'd be in pieces. So it be better if I just try and be a bit harsh to him in our date...