Better Than He Can

Chapter Two: Hello again

~Harry's POV~

The plane shook as the landing gear was prepared beneath us.

"We will be landing in the beautiful city of London, England in just about a half hour. The temperature right now is just about thirteen degrees Celsius with low wind. It's a beautiful afternoon with sunny blue skies and not a cloud in sight. Please keep your seat belts fastened and stay seated as you enjoy the rest of your ride." A male voice was heard through the over head intercom.

I sat beside Zayn. He had his beat ear buds in as he tapped on the screen of his iPhone to the tune of whatever song he was listening to. Personally, I was too antsy to listen to music. Six hour plane rides didn't work well with me. I just wanted to be on the ground as it was much safer than being this high in the sky, clearly! I looked out the window to see that the skies were indeed clear and beautiful. I smiled hoping it would stay like that for a while as the rainy whether in Canada wasn't really my preference.

Flying with me today were Zayn, Louis and Liam, three of my band mates and best friends. Zayn was staying in London at the house he owned with his girlfriend Perrie. The couple would be spending as much time as possible together during our two months of. This was the same case for Liam and his girlfriend Danielle. However, they did not own a house together. Louis, on the other hand, was venturing to Manchester to see his girlfriend Eleanor who was taking a semester of from university where she was studying politics and sociology. The fifth member of the group, Niall, had taken a separate flight to Dublin, Ireland. He was going to visit his family in Mullingar. Although these four boys were beyond excited, I believed that my journey held the most potential.

I was traveling to my hometown of Cheshire, not only to visit my mother and sister when they return from their vacation in the tropics, but to mend a relationship that I had torn apart with my lazy motivation and hectic schedule. I hated to think that maybe if I'd put more of an effort in to calling and emailing Zoe she could have been mine like I'd planed. But as time passed I realized that people move on and learn to forget the ones they loved. I hoped that wasn't the case. I hoped Zoe had kept her promise and saved her heart for me. I hope she hadn't forgotten the friendship we shared for so many years. But deep down I had a feeling Zoe had moved on. I felt as though I had also broken a promise. This promise was unspoken but I think we both knew it was there. The promise to stay in touch no matter how hard it was.

When the plane landed I felt a jolt of relaxation hit my body. This new found comfort stayed with me until we reached the front doors of the airport. No crazy fans were here today as we hadn't mentioned anything about when we were landing in London. I suddenly felt sad realizing I would be seeing these three for a while. The goodbyes with Niall were hard enough, I didn't want to leave any one else especially these guys. I could see their expressions showing my same emotions. We were used to goodbyes. We'd say goodbye to our families, we said goodbye to our friends and we said goodbye to a different city every night but a goodbye from each other just seemed so unrealistic. I looked up from where my eyes had travelled- down to my black converse- into the blue eyes of Louis who had become like an older brother to me. I let all the memories of mischief and pranks fill my thoughts and smiled. Louis was the only one who understood why I was returning to Cheshire in real depth.

"Go get the girl Harry!" He winked before pulling me in for a quick hug.

Next, brown eyes looked up at me from a few inches down. Zayn and I had always shared an odd bond being so obsessed with inking ourselves. You could say it had become our little thing.

"Have a great time man." His Bradford accent spoke squeezing me with my second hug goodbye.

Liam was last. His fatherly gave looking at me with a smirk teasing the corners of his lips.