Harry's POV

- Hey, mate, what's wrong? Zayn asked, while he chewed on something large, so it was hard to distinguish his exact words. I couldn't help but laugh at his face expression, focusing on swallowing the item in his mouth, but he still managed to look a bit worried.
- Nothing. Really, I'm fine! I lied. I mean, I was fine, but I kept thinking about Leah all the time. How she wouldn't give me her phone number, I wonder why! And how she managed to look so incredibly beautiful, even after a hard work out, in the middle of the night.
- Yeah I can tell, Zayn said sarcastically and rolled his eyes.
- Well, just forget about everything and think about tonight, huh? He continued. I bit my lip and forced myself to smile, but I could tell he saw through it immediately. Anyway, he chose not to say anything about it, so I let it go and tried to enjoy the night.

Leah's POV

I went to bed really early, since I was supposed to pick up Andrew at the airport at 5 pm. Andrew was my boyfriend since seven months, and I really cared for him. He was the kind of guy you could talk to, and I really enjoyed being around him. He had been in Spain for a week, so I really missed him.

As the alarm went off I quickly got up, put some makeup on, and nice, but not over dressed clothes. It was 3.30 in the morning, so I didn't want to look too fancy.
Ten minutes later I jumped into my car and started driving to the airport. Actually, the airport was really close to where we lived but I still wanted to pick Andrew up. I had missed his smile, his voice, his clothes and even his awful jokes, right now I couldn't wipe the smile off my face.

The plane was right on time, and ten minutes after it had landed, I spotted him, walking out from the baggage claim. He was really tan, and I started running towards him, oblivious to the people staring at me. As he saw me, he smiled, a sad smile. Before I could say anything, he spoke up.
- Hi baby, we need to talk...
- Okay, what's wrong? I asked, staring to feel a little unsure about the whole situation.
- So, I met someone in Spain, he said slowly, every word stinging like a knife in my heart.
- You, you, what? I asked, just standing there with my arms hanging down my sides, and I could feel my eyes start to water.
- I'm so so sorry, Leah. I met this girl, and I just, it just felt so right. He said, his eyes looking really sad.
- So, uhm, what did you guys do then? I asked, not sure if I wanted an answer. The only thing I wanted to do right now, was going home, go to sleep, and never wake up.
- We, well, we kind of had sex, he said, so quiet I barely could hear the words coming out of his mouth. I did the only thing I could do. I started running.

I ran through the crowds of people, who by the way were up very early to catch their flight, don't you think? My eyes filled with tears as soon as I turned away from Andrew, and now I could barely see a thing. I could hear Andrew screaming my name somewhere behind me, but that only made me run even faster. One thing was clear, and that was that I never wanted to see that bitch again, in my whole life.

I reached my car, and drove away before I had even closed the door. I headed to the only address that popped into my mind.

Leah's outfit:
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