Harry's POV

Harry would be going to Los Angeles without Taylor, who had left a week before. Harry was hoping to avoid seeing her the whole trip, but knew it was very doubtful. But Harry didn't aboard alone, he brought along Zayn, who was currently having issues with his bird, Perrie. Upon landing Harry accompanied Zayn to the house, then quickly left in a search for Karmina. He then went her agents previous office.

"Hello, my name is Harry, and I need to speak with Gabrielle it's urgent, please," he asked the receptionist.

"I'm sorry, sir. I can't do that," the receptionist shot him a glare. Harry cursed under his breath and left the office. Harry sat in the rental car wondering where to go next. The house, that she had bought. Harry had taken her there, before he left but he had no idea where it was now. Then there was a knock on the window. Harry looked over to a familiar older man. Harry rolled down the window.

"What are you doing out here in your car alone?" The stranger asked, as if he'd known Harry.

"I'm sorry, have we met?" Harry frowned in confusion.

"Sort of, you kind of punched me in the face," he laughed.

"Charles!" Harry shouted when he figured it out. "I'm really sorry about that, quite embarrassing." Harry apologized sheepishly.

"I understand where you were coming from. So what are you doing out here?" Charles continued.

"Oh, right," Harry shook his head. "I'm trying to find Karmina do you know where she moved to?" Harry was praying he did.

"Yeah, I can give you her address," Charles nodded.

"Great!" Harry interjected, he felt happy for the first time in a long time.

"But you won't find her there. She's gone to Europe to finish her book tour," he added. Harry's heart dropped.

"Do you know where in Europe?" Harry was beginning to lose hope.

"I don't, but you can look up her tour dates online," Charles smiled at Harry before excusing himself. The Internet, why hadn't Harry thought of looking her up online before. By the time Harry returned to the house he had figured out her schedule and was planning on flying over to Paris soon.

"Where have you been?" Zayn asked when Harry walked through the door.

"I have been looking for Karmina," he sat down on the couch next to him.

"Did you find her?" Zayn flipped through the channels.

"No, I'm going to Paris to find her," before Zayn could say anything Harry's phone went off. "Fuck," he cursed when he saw Taylor's name on the screen. "Hello?" Harry answered annoyed.

"Hi, Harry. I heard you were in town," she spoke.

"Yeah, but I'm leaving in two days," Harry lied, then decided it wasn't a lie that he would leave, straight to Paris after this.

"Well, can I see you before you leave?" She pleaded. Harry could hear the sadness in her voice.

"Um, yeah. Tomorrow, Zayn and I are going to go get tattoos, if you want to come." Harry invited her. The paparazzi would snap a few pictures, then he could leave in peace.

"Great! Pick me up, I love you," she said.

"Me too," Harry lied, and threw his phone on the couch. "Fuck me."

"What's wrong mate?" Zayn looked at him.

"Taylor is annoying," he ran a hand through his curls.

"Break up with her," Zayn shrugged, little did he know it was nearly impossible for Harry to do.

Karmina's POV

Karmina woke up in Paris, her dream city. Ever since she was a little girl she wanted to live in Paris. While her parents were forcing an education down her throat, she took the chance to become fluent in French. They were staying in Gabrielle's parents home who were off in South Africa, where her father is from. Karmina stood up, the urge to use the bathroom seemed a never ending chore at this point of the pregnancy. She looked around for the bathroom but was completely lost and disoriented.

"Gab, Gabrielle," she called out. Gabrielle emerged from the room dressed from head to toe. "You look nice," Karmina winked at her.

"Merci, what do you need?" She asked while typing on her phone.

"I'm lost, I need the bathroom urgently," she said while crossing her legs.

"It's right there, after that go get ready we have a busy day of interviews and checking out the location for Friday morning. Karmina readied as quick as she could manage with her belly slowing her down a bit. After her interview they stopped by a book store where she would be doing a reading for the tour.

"Does this work for you?" Gabrielle asked while scanning the area.

"It looks fine, can we set up in the back though, I wouldn't want random people walking through." Karmina walked around, while picking up a baby book she had been wanting.

"Yeah, let me go speak to the manager," Gabrielle continued to write things on her phone.

"Okay I'm going to go check out," Karmina walked over to the line while waiting she scanned the magazines, when she spotted a familiar face. Harry and Taylor in New York: read the caption. Above was a picture of Harry and Taylor smiling and holding hands. That must be the girl who had answered the phone. She was pretty, Karmina thought, that bitch.

Niall's POV

Niall stood outside the door of Louis and Harry's flat, he had just knocked on the door.

"Mate! Come right in," Louis answered the door wearing a large smile.

"Laddie!" Niall smiled and gave Louis a hug. Inside was Eleanor, Danielle and Liam he said hello to the each of them. "What are you guys up too?" Niall sat at the empty couch.

"We were just going to watch a movie," Danielle said from her position on the other couch with Liam. Louis returned to his spot by Eleanor. Niall couldn't help but feel a bit lonely. At this point he was the only member in the band that was single. After so many lonely nights he was finally beginning to feel the emptiness.

"Niall, you want a pillow to cuddle with," Liam joked from across the room.

"Niall has me!" Louis laughed and blew him a kiss. Niall pretended to catch it.

"Niall, I have a friend that you should go out with," Eleanor looked over to him.

"I don't know. I have never been set up before," Niall was skeptical about a blind date.

"She's great, you'll like her," Eleanor persisted.

Niall sighed, "okay sure, what's her name?" He gave in.

"Belen," Eleanor answered. "She's from Spain."

"Just set it up," Niall thought it was worth the try, it was only a date.

Notes

I just wanted to clear up that in Take Me Home I wrote Harry was 19 but he is still 18, sorry for that typo. I love when you guys comment keep doing it! I would love to include your opinions in the story!



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