Rosalina's POV
"Text me as soon as you land. And if you need anything, just call." We were standing in the airport, my flight about to leave. It was finally the day I would escape Harry. When I pictured this day so many months ago, I thought I'd be happier.

"I will, I promise. Thank you for everything." He pulled me into a hug and I actually hugged him back this time. I couldn't believe I was actually kind of sad to be leaving Harry Styles. Somehow I had grown attached to him and it was weird to be leaving him.

"You're welcome. I'm really going to miss you. Be strong." He kissed me on the forehead and pushed me towards the plane. I could actually feel tears welling up in my eyes. What the hell was wrong with me?

I walked to my seat, which was thankfully next to a window. I sat down and tried to get comfortable. I sent a quick text to Ash and my mum, then put my phone away. I felt it vibrate immediately but I wasn't ready to answer them. I knew they both were excited for me to come home, but I was nervous.

It had been nine months since I had last seen Luke and I wasn't sure how it would be when I saw him. He should hate me. I left him heartbroken with thousands of unanswered questions for a guy that we both were supposed to hate. I still loved him, but things were complicated now. A lot had happened over the last couple months.

The flight attendant came on and announced that we were taking off. I pulled my phone out of my bag and made sure it was on airplane mode. I put my ear buds in and started blasting 5SOS's new song. It wasn't even recorded yet but they had performed it at a radio station a couple days ago and it sounded amazing. I felt my eyes begin to water as Luke began to sing. I missed his voice so much. I couldn't believe I would hear it in a couple hours.

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"Welcome to Sydney passengers. You are now free to collect your bags and leave. Have a nice day." As soon as the flight attendant stopped speaking, people were getting up and rushing out of the plane. I waited to it was practially empty until I got up and headed towards baggage claim. Once I had my bags, I began to search for Ashton. It didn't take me long thought. He was standing with a huge sign that said "Rosie Posie", god was he embarrassing. I ran over to him and enveloped him into a hug.

"Rosie! You're finally home." He pulled away and he had a huge smile on his face. He looked me up and down and I could see the worry in his eyes. Before he could even ask a question, I answered him.

"I'm fine Ash, don't worry about me. How is he?" I changed the subject before we could continue on about it.

"He's doing okay. I'm not sure how he'll react to you being back though. He lost it the other day when he saw pictures of you and Harry. I'm just worried he won't be able to handle it."

"I'm sorry." I mumbled, still looking down at my feet as we walked out to the parking lot.

"For what?"

"For causing all this trouble. All I've done over the past 9 months and complicate things for you. I've hurt you're best friend and I've burdened you with all my secrets. You would be much better off if I wasn't here and if I wasn't in your life at all." He turned and grabbed my shoulders, making me turn and face him.

"Rose, don't say that. I'm so happy that you're back and that you're in my life. Yes things are complicated but it's not like you did it on purpose. You were just trying to protect Luke, he just doesn't understand that. You just have to explain things to him."

"I can't."

"Why not?"

"I'm not ready to yet. I will eventually though, if he still wants to talk to me." We got to the car and we both got in. We drove for silence for most of the way until I couldn't take it anymore.

"So how's the band been doing?"

"Good. We've been doing a lot of writing and recording. The album should be coming out soon." His face lit up with a smile as he talked about that the band.

"I heard your new song and it's amazing."

"Oh you heard Amnesia?" He looked worried as he spoke to me.

"Yeah. Did you guys write it? What's it about?" He looked nervous now. Why was he acting so strange?

"Luke wrote it. It's about... you." He hesitated before he finished his sentence and I felt my face fall. I couldn't believe he had written a song about me. Especially one that was so sad.

"Oh, I hadn't realized." I turned to face the window, over this whole conversation. I watched as the Australian landscape I had grown up with passed us by. I had really missed it. London wasn't that bad but it wasn't home.

It felt like forever, but we finally pulled into my driveway. I had never been so excited to see my house. I looked over at Luke's house and I swore I saw the front curtain move. I grabbed my bag out of the car and thanked Ashton. He told me to call him later and I promised that I would. I walked up to my front door and paused for a moment.I opened the door and immediately was met by our bulldog, Winston. I closed the door and bent down to hit him.

"Rosalina!" My mom came running towards me, her eyes already welling up with tears. She pulled me into a tight bear hug and tears began to pour down my face. I hadn't realized how much I had missed her.

"You missed you so much momma bear." I managed to choke out through my sobs. Once we both finally calmed down, she pulled away and looked at me.

"I missed you to sweetie. Are you hungry? Dinner will be ready soon."

"Yeah, I'm just gonna go put my stuff and my room and go see Luke." She nodded and headed back into the kitchen. I ran up the stairs and threw my bags down on the floor. I checked my reflection in the mirror and headed back outside. I crossed the familiar path to Luke's house, the knots forming in my stomach with every step that I took. I knocked on the door and waited.

"Rose?" He looked like he had seen a ghost. His whole body went pale and his eyes got wide. He was shirtless and I was a little distracted my his toned chest.

"Hi Luke." I mumbled nervously.



"What are you doing here? When did you get back?" He still looked confused but his color was starting to come back.

"I just got home and I wanted to talk to you."

"Oh, uh come in."

He moved out of the way so I could enter and then he followed behind me into the living room. I sat down on the couch and he sat next to me, leaving plenty of space between us. He was still looking at me like I wasn't really there, like he was imagining all of this.

"Look I just want to tell you how sorry I am for leaving you back in London. There was just something I had to do."

"What did you have to do? And why were you with Harry? Why haven't I heard from you in months?"

"I wasn't really able to contact you and I just had to investigate further into something. Harry was helping me, as a friend."

"You left me broken hearted in London with thousands of unanswered questions just so you could investiagte something with Harry Styles. Who I thought you hated after what he did to you. Almost 9 months go by and I haven't heard a thing from you. The only reason I knew you were even alive was because I say pictures of you and Harry walking together hand in hand, which killed me to see. And now suddenly you're here apologizing and giving me a shitty answer. What the hell is going on Rose?" He rose his voice which was a rare thing, he never rose his voice at me. His face was red now from anger.

"I can't tell you yet. I'm just not ready to. A lot has happened over the past couple months." I could feel my whole body shaking as I spoke. I hated that I couldn't answer him.

"I thought you loved me?" It was the last thing he had said to me before I left him in London. It was heartbreaking to listen to him say it again.

"I do and I'll try to give you answers, it may take some time though."

"I just don't know if I can forgive you after everything. You promised to never leave me and you did." He wouldn't look up at me, he was staring at his hands. His bracelet had shifted and I could see an angry red mark.

"What's this?" I grabbed his wrist and pulled it close to my face. There were multiple scars next tot he fresh new cut that had caught my attention.

"It's nothing."

"Did you do this because of me?" I whispered, afraid of his answer.

"Of course it was because of you! You caused me so much pain in the last couple months Rose, I just couldn't handle it. You shattered me Rosie. I didn't know what to do. You were my whole world and suddenly you were gone. I felt empty and lost."

"I'm so sorry." I began to cry. Not just for Luke but for everything that had happened in the past couple months. Everything was a mess because of me.

"What's going on?" We both looked up to see Ashton in the door way with a confused look on his face. When did he get here?

"I just leaving." I got up and ran out of the house. I collapsed on my bedroom floor and sobbed. I had fucked everything up. I had hurt Luke more than I had known was possible. He no longer looked at me the way he used to. Maybe Harry had been right about me coming back. Maybe it would have been better if I stayed in London. I could feel the urge to cut but I stopped myself. I knew that wasn't the answer to this problem.

I sat back against my bed and tried to think of how I could fix this. How do you fix something when it's broken? Is it possible to fix it? Will it ever be the same?

I was hoping that I would somehow fin the answer to all my questions.

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