The days passed in a blur, and before I knew it, it was the day Harry was coming home. I got up early and showered. I wanted to look my best for Harry. I curled my hair and applied make up and picked out a beautiful dress. I pulled on my heels and sprayed on perfume. I smiled at my reflection as I slipped on my best jewelry and walked downstairs.

"What time does Harry's flight come in?" I asked Dani as she sat a plate of eggs down in front of me.

"Eleven forty, so you have a while. How about I take you shopping later so you can get him a bouquet of flowers?"

I nodded eagerly as I ate my eggs.

A while later, I had a bouquet in my lap as I rode in a taxi to go greet Harry. Perrie said that Harry could give me a ride home since I refused on having them wait for Harry and me. The taxi man pulled up to the curb at the airport and I gave him the amount. Leaving me with some spare change. I walked into the airport and found the gate Harry was supposed to be arriving in. His plane was due to land any time. I rocked back and forth on my feet, anxious to see the man I loved dearly.

Finally, what seemed like ages later, the woman announced that Harry's flight had landed. A smile spread it's way across my face as I heard the chatter of people coming off the plane.

I saw a mop of curls and felt joy bubbling in my chest. I ran towards the curls, but froze in my tracks. My heart split into millions of pieces at the sight before me. Harry, my Harry, was making out with a blonde. I took a closer look... No way. I turned to her when I cried over a crush or a heart break. I blasted her music when I cried over a boy. And now, she's standing there, liplocked, with the boy I spent hours crying over while I blasted her music. My Harry was kissing Taylor Swift!

I stumbled backwards and into the shadows of the room and watched them slowly break apart. They held hands as they left the gate, Harry not once looked my way. I sank to the ground, too much in shock to cry. Too much in shock to feel. I couldn't see, hear, feel, or think. My mind was shutting down as I slid to the floor.

My Harry wasn't mine anymore.

I couldn't move. I could hear feet pounding past me and the flight attendant announcing stuff on the speaker. I was curled in the fetal position against the wall. I had finally came out of shock as tears streamed down my face.

What was the point to life anymore? My family was dead. My best friend, dead. My love, Harry, dating my favorite female singer. BTR and their cronies are out to kill me. Nobody is left to love me anymore. So what's the point?

I found the will in me to move, so I curled up even tighter, trying to hold my heart together. Who would've thought that forever could be so short and love could be so faint and rare? You blink and forever has come and gone. You sigh and love comes and leaves, only to be replaced with hurt. I should've learned from my mom's experience. My dad came, they fell in love, and got married right out of highschool. The next summer, she was pregnant with me and he up and left. Love never stays with us. It weasels it's way into our hearts, meddles with our souls and minds, then disappears, leaving nothing but destruction in its path, and I'm proof. I would say living, but that'd be a lie. I died on the inside when Taylor walked off that plane with Harry.

"Miss? Are you okay?" I looked up to meet a pair of glistening brown eyes.

He gasped lightly when he saw my tear streaked face probably smeared with makeup.

"Awww, honey, come here." He murmured gently to me as he pulled me to his chest. I sobbed as he held me and rubbed my back.

"Phil! Over here!" He called over my shoulder. I heard footsteps approach us.

"Dan, what do you-oh my gosh!" The voice, who must've been Phil exclaimed. I noticed they both had British accents.

"Come on, we'll take you out of here. We're on a trip, we're an Internet sensation, so we travel a lot." Phil told me. I felt Dan pull me up off the ground and he carried me bridal style as I continuously stained his shirt with tears. He carried me out to a car and climbed into the backseat with me as Phil pulled out of the lot.

"Do you have a name?" He whispered to me.

"Gwendolyn McLlroy."

"Can I call you Wendy?"

A new start, a new name is like a new start... I nodded and he smiled.

"Where do you live, so we can take you home?"

I gave him and Phil the directions to HIS house as the tears streamed down my face. When Phil was confident in where he was going, Dan asked me what happened.

"Do you know Harry Styles?"

"Part of One Direction from the XFactor?"

I nodded."Before he went, he and I were dating, but we had a fight and I thought he didn't really love me. He tried to make up with me before he left, but I wouldn't have it. I was crying for weeks and I lost a ton of weight. I talked to the girls and they made me realize Harry actually does love me, and he always will, just like he told me right before he left. So I went to meet him at the airport since he stayed late. But instead of the happy reunion I imagined we'd have, he walked off the plane with Taylor Swift and they snogged right in front of me. He didn't even see me, dressed up just for him, holding a bouquet of flowers, just for him. Harry was supposed to take me home, but instead, he left with Taylor. Then you guys found me."

Dan didn't say anything, he just held me against his chest as he rocked me back and forth. I sobbed again until I felt the car stop.

"We're here," Phil said quietly.

"Thanks for the ride. I wouldn't have been able to get home without you." I whispered as I swung my legs off of Dan's lap and climbed out of the car.

I waved to them and Adan handed me a piece of paper.

"Call us sometime? Or check us out on youtube?" He called. I nodded before I tucked the paper into my shoe since I had no pockets. I walked in through the gate and heard their call pull away. I sniffles as tears fell down my face and I walked past the door. I kept walking until I was in the garden. I sat down by the pond and stared at the image of Harry and the girl, Chris. I could see her in me, to be honest. I wanted to be that girl so bad right now. I wiped away my tears as I stared into the pond.

I was startled when I saw a figure appear by it. I turned around to meet one of the last people I wanted to see, you know, aside from Harry and Taylor.

"Logan?!"

A/N omg, sorry i did that to ya, loves. Stay with me, I've got big plans for the story! Did any of you cry? I almost did! I'll see ya guys later! You know what to do if you liked the chapter!