H.P.O.V.
And now I'm alright... You're alright... Everything's alright.

She left me alone that morning. I woke up sore, with a creaky neck. A blanket was draped over me, and my heart was shattered when I realized I was alone.

It was dark, the fire had been put out and there was a note by the pillow that was under my head.
I held it in my shaky hands and did my best not to cry like a pathetic sack of shit.

Hazard,
Duty calls, baby, baby, baby. Thank you for last night. It was the best sleep I've gotten in a while. Be nice to yourself and to everyone else. If you ever find yourself in New York, call me.
P.S. I'll miss you. Don't think I won't.
-Presley Xx

My eyes grew wet and the note in my hand crumbled as I held it in a tight grasp.

She was gone and I was alone.
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Presley's P.O.V.
You are sunlight through the trees.

I've been in New York for two days now and I can't sleep. I have bags under my eyes, my movements are lethargic, and I can't write.

Louis calls me every day and because I don't want him to fly out here and beat me I answer because Louis always keeps his word. He's having the time of his life with Ben. Both of the sound so happy.

They're both finally okay and Ben's not alone anymore.

Everything worked out and even though I'm alone it's okay because Ben and Louis aren't. They're so happy.

James keeps trying to make me leave my flat but I have no energy right now. He says I'm acting like I just went through a break up. Sadly, he's right and that's exactly what it feels like.

I don't know if Harry got my note and I don't know how he reacted to it. I hope he was okay, selfishly I hope it stung a little, but overall I hope he's fine. Anytime I think of Harry I smile to myself.

I miss him and it wasn't until I came back here that I let myself feel it completely. Being left was painful on levels I never knew existed but being the one who left was almost lethal because as much as I wanted to stay I knew I couldn't. I knew we weren't the same people.

We don't fit each other's puzzles anymore and. Well, it fucking sucks. I feel so small right now and I can't talk to anyone because I don't know how to bring it up. I won't because I know no one gets it. They don't see what I do, they won't understand.

And. That fucking sucks to.
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H.P.O.V.
And Now I accidentally need you, I don't know what to do.

"Come on, Harry," Gemma whines for the tenth time. She pulls on my arm trying to get me up.

"I'm just not in the mood right now Gem."

She huffs exasperated and flops beside me. Her head rests on my shoulder, "What happened that's got you all bummed?"

"Nothing," I sigh.

She straightens herself out and raises her brow in annoyance. Gemma likes to use the "older sibling" card a lot.

"That's obviously a lie, Harry. You disappeared right after Presley went home and no one saw you until she left for New York. Something clearly happened."

I rub my hands across my face giving in. I need to talk to someone. I'm losing my mind, I feel so alone, I miss my person so much. Too much.

So I tell Gemma everything that happened. From the kiss in the garden, to me showing up at her apartment at three in the morning, to waking up alone with a note.

Gemma listens carefully and holds my hand. She sighs after I finish and curls herself around me like she's trying to protect me.

"You never sleep do you?"

"Not since she left me." I muster sadly. "I miss her."

She abruptly gets up and smacks my shoulder, "Then go get her. Harry, I get it, you're going to have a shit tone to talk about and work through but you can't sit here whining about how much you miss her and not do anything about it."

She stands and pulls on my hand until I get up also. "Perk up, idiot. You know what you need to do."

She claps my shoulder and leaves me alone.

It hits me then and I understand why people says Gemma's brilliant.
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Presley's P.O.V.
Now you accidentally know I'm in love with you too.

"What are you doing?" Louis asks me over the phone. He sounds entirely too happy for my sad ass.

"Nothing, finishing a bit of paper work. How's Paris?"

"Increible!" I hear Ben shout. I hear Louis laughs and it makes me smile.

"Ben's having fun. Thankfully the fans have been respectful and the weathers been a lovely."

"For what you spent on this trip, I damn hope it's been lovely."

"Shut up," he laughs. "How are you? We never talked about Harry coming over the night before you left."

I sigh and roll my eyes. Of course Louis knows. He practically sent Harry to me. "Speaking of which, why did you tell Harry I'd be there?"

"Because it's inevitable," he says easily.

"What?" Before he can answer someone knocks on my door. I know it's not James or Sebastian because they just come in. The knocking only gets louder making my heart speed up also. "Hey, I'll call you back. Someone's at the--"

I gasp and My heart clenches inside of my chest when I see who's on the other side. They smile at me a smile that I know is only meant for me.

I hang up on Louis and drop the phone behind me.

"I know you told me to call but that's too put together and you and me are messes."

I smile at him and let him through. He grabs my hands in his and rubs soothing shapes on them with his thumbs. He rests his forehead against mine and grins.

"Hi," he whispers.

"Hi, baby, baby, baby."

Organized? Never. Inevitable? Okay.

Notes

For all of those who stayed with me through this, who commented, who left and came back.
Thank you. I love you. You are my home.
For my friends that's I've made through this story. Thank you for making me feel like I was good at this even when I wasn't. Here's to the next. Xx
Thank you, baby, baby, baby.
-C.