Harry's pov:

I regret it before I even said it. Who am I? I should not be getting ready to go on stage I should be fixing things. All the boys and El and Cherly are mad, Bear could sense it to, he didn't give me a hug before we left to the stage.

I probably will be a shity dad anyway. Bella will realise that and raise the baby with Will. No what am I saying, I love her, I don't show it the best of ways but I love her. I do with every fibre and cell in my body. She is the one I crawl next to early hours of the morning and she is willing to chat about life.

She is the one I can tell anything to, now I have betrayed her. My head isn't clear.

You will find me
And you will find me
In places that we've never been


I sing to the roaring crowd. But the only girl I want she ran away.

For reasons we don't understand
Walking in the wind
Walking in the wind

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"Good show." Louis and Niall pump fists. Liam cuddled with his little family. El brushes past me and hugs a sweaty Louis. "Has anyone seen Bella?"

They all ignore me.


We return to the hotel in utter silence, I get into my room and have a quick shower. I stupidly, selfishly thought she would be here.

Wrapping a towel around me after a twenty minute shower. I call out her name but an echo replies.


I slide on some boxers and crawl into bed.





Not one second of sleep I have managed. Where is she? I get out of bed throw my jeans on and a t.shirt.

Wondering the streets of Rome at two in the morning is not the ideal way.


I spot Louis and El all loved up at a fountain. "Please have you seen her?"

"Harry you called her a slut basically." El reminds me. "Babe." Louis rubs her arm. "Last I saw she was on the tour bus sleeping."

"Thanks."


I swiftly pace myself towards the bus. I need to wake her and apologise. "Harry." A tall short brunette hair girl approaches me. Suddenly backing into me a wall. I get better vision.

"Kendall what the?"

"I've missed you, you said you'd call." Speaking in her Californian accent.

"Look I gotta go."


"Oh come on don't you remember the fun we used to have?" She attempts to flirt.

"Kendall no." I try to shover her off but before I can she pecks my lips.



Broken, battered and bruised, again because of me. "Harry" Bella standing here.

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