The car journey was silent all the way to the airport, I had nothing to say to Jack and I knew that if I spoke I would most certainly break down in tears.

We finally arrived at Heathrow and I helped Jack get his bags out of the car. ‘Thanks.’ he said. I nodded my head, I had no feelings at all right now. I was numb.

We walked to security together, still in silence, until I realised this was goodbye.
I hugged him as tight as I could. ‘I’ll miss you’ I told him. ‘I’m gonna miss you too.’ I could see tears filling his eyes, and soon mine were too.

Still hugging each other he kissed me on the cheek, and whispered in my ear ‘I love you.’
I felt my heart rip to shreads, and I knew that Jacks had too. I could stop this, I could go with him, leave behind my old life in the UK, and begin a new one in Australia, and leave behind my family, friends, life… Harry.

'I…love you too, Jack.' I replied. 'Come and visit?' he asked, the tears were steaming down his eyes. I nodded.
We walked towards the security gate, hand in hand, just like old times. I hugged him once more, kissed him on the cheek and walked away.
I stayed for a while, watching him disappear into the distance… We were no more. Over. I had parted ways with him… Forever.
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I sat on the sofa, tissues all around me. I decided to watch one of my favourite films ‘What to expect, when you’re expecting’. It had been a tough day, Jack would for certain be on his way now, probably about a quarter of the way there, but I wasn’t with him.
A part of me regrets staying here, If I would have gone with Jack then me and him would have become closer as a couple, but I can’t change that now, and I probably never will.
'How was it?' Harry asked. I shook my head. He came over to me, kissed my head and sat down on the sofa beside me. I immediately buried my head into his chest.
'Shall I order us a pizza? I can't be bothered to cook tonight, and I guess… Neither can you.' His tone was caring, sweet. I nodded again.
Harry kissed me once more and leapt up from the sofa. He ordered the Pizza and it arrived within 15 minutes.
He got plates, put them on the table along with the pizza and called me over to the table. I moaned.
'You have to get up someday Katie, you can't drown yourself in your sorrows.' He was quick to lift me off the sofa, he pulled me over his shoulder and carried me to the table.
'Harry, let me down!' I yelled whilst lightly punching his back in protest. He just laughed and set me down on the chair. I curled up into a ball.
'Eat!' Harry said, shoving a plate of pizza towards me. I shook my head.
'Make me.' I replied. So of course he did. Harry maneuvered his chair towards me and grabbed the pizza, 'Open wide.' he said cheekily, winking at me.
I opened my mouth and he began to feed me like a baby. At times I giggled, and so did Harry.
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Once we had finished the pizza, Harry went over to the freezer and brought out 4 large tubs of Ben and Jerry’s Ice cream.
'This always works.' he told me. 'Shall we play a game?' he asked. I shrugged my shoulders. 'Close your eyes and see if you can guess what flavour it is.' he carried on.
I closed my eyes and heard him tell me to open wide. The first flavour as confusing, I couldn’t tell weather it was Mint or Choc chip. It was both.
'You're terrible at this. 'Harry told me.
'One more go and then its my turn.' He looked at me and I closed my eyes. I was sat there waiting a while, when I felt something cold reach my lips. It wasn't Ice cream.
It was Harry.
I opened my eyes to see him kissing my lips. I grabbed the back of his neck and kissed him back.
He ran his fingers through my hair and held me close. He then lifted me onto the table and kissed me passionately.
'I love you.' he said. I never thought he would tell me this. 'Ditto.' I replied. We carried on kissing, and then Harry carried me towards the sofa and sat down beside me. He pulled me onto his lap and we began to make out.
Harry was so gentle on me, he knew that I was fragile after all the events of today. I began to unbutton his shirt, he soon enough had his shirt open, showing his bare chest, I examined his tattoos for a while, in the midst of kissing him, and I wondered how he could be so perfect, his tattoos didn’t take away from the fact that he looked after himself, and I mean a lot, he clearly went to the gym.
Harry began to tug at the bottom of my shirt, he lifted it over my head and began kissing my shoulder, and neck. Harry yet again lifted me up, but this time he carried me towards his bedroom.
He put me down on his bed and lead on top of me, he began to kiss my neck again while I was running my fingers through his hair, he put his hands behind my back and he began to kiss my upper chest, near my breasts.
His hands reached my bra clasp and quickly undid it, he was about to slide my bra off, when the doorbell rang…
I quickly did my bra back up and Harry leapt off the bed, he stumbled towards the door, and I followed him, he walked into the living room grabbed my top, threw it at me and I put it on, he then grabbed his own put it on and did the buttons up, tidied his hair and opened the door.

I hid slightly behind the door and made my hair look more presentable.