harry part 7

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I ran to the bathroom and washed my face, my cheeks looked hollow and my eyes were bloodshot and swollen, from the crying. I was getting skinnier too.

I put on some makeup a button down, some skinny jeans, my satchel and rushed out the door. On the way there i was driving quite fast for my liking so i started to slow down, then noticing the big wheel.

I hopped out of the car then ran towords the direction of the giant ferris wheel. Children screaming and carnival music filled my ears, sending memories rushing into my brain. I met harry on a ferris wheel.

I heard a formiliar voice ring out

"Autumn?"

harry ran up behind me,

"what are you doing here love?"

he asked me solemnly. just as soon as he spoke he was gone, he saw the sign for free beer and went for it.

If it wasnt harry who was i... i saw.him, Zayn was standing by the wheel. He held up a big sign that said love? and he was holding roses.

I ran up to him and slung my arms around his shoulders, he almost lost his beenie but i caught it, snatched it and shoved it back on his head.

"Hey hey hey, watch the hair"

he yelled out giggling.

He tickled me, grabbed my hand and we hopped on the wheel.

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"This is great"

I said flinging my arms up in the air like it was a roller coaster. He smiled at me and then his jaw dropped as he looked down.

"The beauty right" I said as i laughed

He shook his head and blinked," I wouldnt call it beauty" he says with a straight face. I looked down to see what he was gapping at. Harry was ontop of a girl on a park bench. Kissing, and who knows what else.

All of a sudden i felt this urge, to get back at him. I looked at Zayn and I crashed my lips against his, he pulled me in and held my hips so i was closer to him. He started to rub my leg and I dropped a tear from my eye" what am i doing i say crying as the ferris wheel stopped to let us out.

I started bawling. I ran out of the park and into my car, i drove away. I wasnt driving twords the hotel, not the beach, not the fair. I didnt know where i was going, i just wanted to be away from here.

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