"Ready?" Zayn's voice rang as he let go of my hand.

"Okay..." I said, unsure whether or not I was.

"Ready or not.." Niall said before taking the blindfold off.

"Wow." I said dropping my bags on the light brown wooden flooring, my jaw falling down with them as my hands went to my mouth.

I turned to the boys who smiled. They were obviously amused at how surprised I was.

"Its..." I trailed off, lost for words. My mind was spinning at how large it was. It was like.. Something out of a movie.

"Beautiful?" Liam asked, raising an eyebrow to go with that smile of his.

"Perfect?" Louis smirked.

"Dazzling" Zayn added, doing jazz hands in front of his face.

"Sexy" Niall joked, his wonderful laughter filling the large, airy room.

"Its.. Gorgeous.. All of the above. Totally sexy Niall." I laughed. "How did you get this room-"

"We're a world famous boy band. We can buy everythannggg" Louis said, his hand placed on his hip in an extremely sassy manner.

I giggled "True that Boo Bear."

The boys, or management, had rented a mansion beach house.

Each room was connected by a long cream colours hallway, the hallway floors lined with a rich red carpet.

"Hey, where's Haz?" Louis asked everyone.

We all looked around quickly and shrugged, clueless to where the curly haired boy had disappeared to.

"And Taylor..." Zayn looked around a second time and trailing off with his words as he returned his gaze to me and the guys.

"I wonder where they've disappeared to" I scrunched up my lips and frowned slightly.

"I bet they're making out- OW" Louis said before Liam elbowed him in the ribs and scolded him with his eyes.

Louis mouthed a "sorry" to the boy that struck him, before rubbing his side, where he had been hit quite hard.

Everyone went quiet, as they stared at me. Studying my face to see if Louis' comment had hurt me. It got awkward extremely quickly since I was the only thing they could look at.

I know, billions of girls would love to have four boys of One Direction's eyes on just them, but not me. Or at least, not at this exact moment.

I tried to keep it all on the inside. I didn't want them worrying about every word they say around me or for Louis to feel bad about what he said.

After all, he was just joking and trying to make everyone laugh.

He was just being Louis.

I faked a smile "Its fine guys. I'm over it"

They gave each other looks before they gave me the same "I Smell Bullshit" eyes.

I sighed a worn out, long breathy sigh.

"Okay. I'll be honest, I'm not over it. I just.. Let him be happy and just, don't worry about me. He makes her happy and she makes him happy. When two people are happy, you leave them alone." I bit my lip before continuing. "I just want him happy. Thats all."

"What can we do to make you happy?" Niall asked, his eyes wide and desperate for an answer that the rest of the boys probably longed for, knowing that I was hurting while Harry was healing.

I shrugged and sighed yet again.

I was just tired and unsure of the right words to say to them.

I know that they're my friends, family even, but I don't want them stressing over my feelings or talking to Harry. I just want them to lay back and enjoy their time in Australia and on the tour.

I don't want them to feel bad because I'm still stuck in the stage of "moving on"

"Just let me heal" I told them, hoping that would be enough.

They all exchanged looks before Liam said "Are you sure? We could take you out or stay in whilst watching a film or we could order your favourite-"

"Liam. Its fine, really. I'm fine" I told him. 

I looked at the rest of the guys who watched me without even blinking.

"I'm fine. Could I just have some time, by myself?" I asked.

They all started talking at the same time. 'Yes's, 'Of Course's, etc flew out of their mouths as they grabbed each other and walked out the room, Liam lingering a few minutes.

Niall, Louis, and Zayn disappeared down the long hallways of the mansion that we were staying and Liam stood in the frame of my door.

I hadn't noticed, so I lifted my bags onto the bed and started to unpack some of my clothes as my mind blanked out into endless thoughts of Harry.

I missed his touch, his voice, his laugh. him. I missed everything about him.

I needed him but he didn't need me.

I could leave the tour right now and he wouldn't even notice.

And once he does notice, he won't care.

He's probably used to losing me. I'm probably just nothing to him. Just a toy that he picks up with he's bored and drops as soon as he finds a new toy. And once he gets sick of that new toy, he will come back to me and remember the fond memories of us and fall in love all over again.

Although the time we have together won't last very long before he finds something new, I'll love him back no matter how much it will hurt.

I'll just be replaced.

Over and over.

Here I go again, overthinking.

Overthinking will be the death of me.

I know it.

I sighed before looked up fro my bags, glancing at Liam who was still there, his long shadow making me notice him.

He smiled sadly and walked up to me, pulling me into a tight embrace.

Liam could just tell something was wrong with me.

He didn't need to ask or to wait for me to tell him, he could just... Sense it.

He comforted me and rubbed my back as my thoughts overwhelmed me again.

He pulled away a few moments after, his face inches from mine.

"If you need someone, call me-"

Before he could finish his sentence, I had already placed my lips onto his.