She watched from the doorway of Harry's bedroom as he packed the last few items into his case, the only sound being the noise of Harry zipping it closed. Bo glanced around the almost empty room, all that was left was a stripped bed, and an empty chest of drawers, everything else was going, along with Harry.

The pair had an hour or so until Harry had to be at the airport, but luckily the boys were flying on a private plane, so they could use London City Airport which was closer than Heathrow.

Right now, Bo could not possibly explain how she felt, to be truthful, it still hadn't completely sunk in, she still expected him to be back in a few days like he did when they did one off shows abroad. But this time was different, Harry wasn't coming back, for a long time, if ever. If all goes well out there, who knows what could happen. But what she did know is that the boy standing in front of her had recently come to mean so much to her, more than he would ever know, and now he was leaving.

Bo would most likely never get to be with him like she wanted to, her stubbornness was the first thing to get in the way, but now it was distance standing between the pair.

''Well, I'm all packed up.'' Harry sighed, putting his hands in his back pockets, or trying to anyway.

''I don't know what to say to you Harry.'' Bo whispered.

''Then don't say anything.'' He wrapped his arms around her small frame, in a comforting hug, as the pair separated their eyes happened to meet and it seemed like time had stood still. Harry's hands slid down to grip her waist, pulling her even closer, and Bo's arms remained draped round his shoulders.

Maybe just one last kiss, they thought. Can't do any harm., not like it's going to change anything.

Wrong, as their lips met, it changed everything, that lustful feeling between the pair was back, and back with a punch. It didn't just make Bo wish Harry was staying, it made Bo want to lock him in the flat so he could never leave.

You may think this was slightly possessive, but in this case, it was necessary.

''We shouldn't have done that.'' Bo muttered.

''Too late now.''

They both knew they had only made it harder for the both of them, but for those few seconds Bo and Harry forgot they were soon to be oceans, continents apart. It was only when Harry began to put his suitcases by the door that, that horrid feeling in the pit of Bo's stomach returned, and she wanted to cry. So much.

''Well. I guess this is it.''

This was it. She was waving goodbye to Harry for lord knows how long. She could only nod as she tried to blink away her tears but that only made her eye sight foggy. ''Come here, you.'' Harry wrapped her in his arms once again, but this time the hug was tighter, both of them knowing what was coming. ''Don't wait for me Bo.'' He muttered into her neck.

''W-what?'' Bo leaned her head back slightly so she could make eye contact with Harry.

''Don't live your life, waiting for me to come home. You deserve better Bo, go out and find a guy, a guy who can be there for you, when you need him, without all the complicated baggage that I carry round with me.''

''I don't know if I can Harry.'' And that's when the tears began to flow freely down both of their faces, neither of them trying to hide it, he wanted her to move on, he wanted her to find another guy.

A guy that definitely wouldn't be Harry.

''Yes you can Bo. Forget about me, okay. Now I just need to say one more thing.'' She wiped her eyes slightly so she could see more clearly, Harry's hand came up to cup her cheeks before he spoke again. ''Thank you.''

''For what?''

''You helped me see the light at the end of the tunnel, Bo. You could have easily just ignored me in those classes, or left me drunk by the river, and you could have easily left my head in the toilet.'' They chuckled lightly. ''But you didn't. You didn't give up on me Bo. You know, I spoke to my mum last week for the first time in months.''

''Really? Wow, that's great Harry.''

''And it's all because of you.'' He knew Bo wouldn't know how to respond to any of this, so he continued. ''Goodbye Bo.'' He nuzzled his head into her neck as she gripped onto the back of his t-shirt.

''Goodbye Harry.'' She kissed his cheek as the tears continued to fall down both of their cheeks, and they pulled away for the last time.

He flung his carry on over his shoulder and looked at Bo again. ''You sure you don't want to come to the airport with me?''

She shook her head. ''It'll only make it harder Harry.''

''Well erm, I'll see you.'' And before Bo knew it he was waltzing down the complex's hallway, struggling with all his bags but trying not to show it as he knew Bo was still watching from the door.

''You know, Harry!'' He turned around sharply at the sound of her voice. ''I've always wanted to go to L.A.'' A small smile appeared on her face even though she was still crying.

And Harry's lips did the same. ''My doors always open for you, gorgeous.'' He lowered his right eye into a subtle wink, before standing there for a few more seconds, just taking her in, but he had a flight to catch. So eventually he tore his eyes away from her and continued walking towards the lift, without another word.

Notes

I've actually proof read this chapter, as it's a pretty important one. Proud of myself.

Tell me what you thought, did you cry, did you wish she had locked him in the apartment like she wanted to? Were you screaming at the computer screen?

I haven't gotten any comments in like nearly a month sooo...yeah.

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~S.V