There was no such thing as convincing my father. He had this idea in mind and he didn't want to hear about it. By the end of our conversation I found out he had already bought me an apartment there and, judging by the fact he wanted me to do everything he asked me to, I was his full rightly daughter again. I couldn't believe what just happened. He let me take Hayden with me and I sighed when I hung up.

"What's going on, Broke?" she looked at me, fire in her eyes as she turned her body towards mine, engulfing my hand into hers.

"We're moving to London." I said as I closed my eyes and Hayden shook me, trying to bring me back to reality. I told her everything - how I was suddenly employed and we were suddenly rich, our apartment in London just waiting for us to move in. I told her how my father suddenly loved me and I had this urge to cry my eyes out but I just couldn't find it in me to. So I stared behind her and she wrapped her arms around me.

"We'll be fine. I promise." she whispered and I nodded, squeezing her tightly.

"Plus, you know who's in London." she looked at me and I felt the blood freeze in my veins.

Harry.

"London is big." I assured her, shaking my head, "I'll never run into him."

"If you say so. Honestly, Broke..." she started "I don't know what's worse for you. To run into him or not. You've been a wreck ever since and you know that." I nodded at her words but there was nothing I could say to that so I kept my mouth shut.

"You know you're right. I just don't wanna think about that right now." I said and she nodded, the comfortable silence creeping between us.

***

Hayden and I had some trouble adjusting to our new lifestyle. We bought a lot of clothing and shoes, but we still felt as if it wasn't ours. We were getting ready for our trip and leaving New York for a while now but it was still hard for us to leave it. It wasn't our home but we got used to it after all the time we've spent here. Harry was now quite famous, more famous than he was before. He was everywhere. He and his band were all over New York, just splattered across our billboards.

That's another reason why he was always on my mind - he was literally always in front of my eyes. There was no way of escaping him and I hated that. I hated it as much as I loved it. I couldn't help but love him, I couldn't help but miss him. And now, when in London, it was my shot to get him back. I don't think I can do that, though. I don't think I would in the end. But now, when I was as rich as he was and as powerful as he was maybe it was my time to show him that I'm worth it.

He loved me for what I was, at least I like to believe he did. And he was what I wanted.

If it's meant to be, it will be.

And with that, I packed my bags and before I knew it, Hayden and me were waiting on the airport, holding hands as we were both unsure of what the future might hold.

Whatever it was, we were ready for it.

We entered our plane and took our seats and just rested before it took off. We were both listening to music, talking about everything. Hayden was such a perfect best friend. It wasn't easy for her to move with me to New York and it was even harder to move to London but the fact that Hayden had no one but me made her do it and it makes me protect her even more day by day. I want Hayden to be by my side at all times because I knew I was all she had and honestly, she was all I had. I hugged her and as I did I noticed a mop of hair sitting in the row next to ours.

It couldn't be...

I double checked and I was hundred percent sure that it was him. And as his emerald eyes locked with mine for a moment, the whole world stopped. Everything was erased from my memory. It seemed as if we had stared into each other for years when it had actually been a brief second. I averted my gaze towards the floor, catching the glimpse of his converse. He was wearing a white shirt and jeans, looking as casual as he always has. I felt tears forming in my eyes as I looked up towards him again. His gaze never left my body as he took in my new appearance and hairstyle. He took in all of me and smiled, still staring at me. I pretended I hadn't recognized him and his eyes turned dark grey as he averted his gaze towards the floor and smiled to himself, sadly and turned his attention back to Louis. My heart broke into a million pieces.

I pretended I hadn't racognized the love of my life who I'm trying to win back.

Nice going, Broke.

I fell asleep shortly after with nothing but him on my mind. Both Hayden and I woke up when the plane had already landed and it had already almost emptied. I noticed a small napkin on my knee. I picked it up as tears formed in my eyes.

I love you all the same.

I hugged Hayden as she read what the napkin said and smiled.

"Guess London is not that big, huh?" she said and I laughed.