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Chapter Nineteen

Harry Styles

I look down to the watch on my wrist and frown, where is she?  It's been like twenty minutes since she took our plates away.  Her phone, bag and jacket are all still here so she wouldn't have left.

"Mum?  Have you seen Cara?"  I ask as my mum enter red the room with another bottle of wine for the table.  She looked over to me and through for a second like she ran into a million people on her trip to get more wine and had to figure out if Cara was one of them.

"No honey I don't think so."  She said before pouring my dad another glass of wine.  I frowned and stood from the table with a quiet 'excuse me'.  I made my way through the hallway to the living room to find it empty.  I made my way through to the kitchen, empty.  As I walked past the bathroom the door was wide open so she wasn't there either. 

Neither was Kat.

Fuck.

I turned and quickly jogged upstairs, check in the second bathroom and my bedroom.  I stood in the hallway with my hands on my hips as I looked at Kats door.

Maybe they made up?

I sighed and walked over, knocking on the door a few times before waiting for the door to open.  Soon enough the door swung open, Kat at the other side.

"Is Cara with you?"  I asked quickly, ignoring her glare directed at me.  She raised and eyebrow at me and put her hand on her hip, jutting it out slightly.

Attitude much?

"If she takes me advice, which she should, then she will be on her way to the airport."  She said with a smirk, I thought over her statement for a few seconds, my blood reaching boiling point, steam practically coming out of my ears.

"What the fuck did you say to her?"  I said through gritted teeth.  She just smiled sweetly, so sweet it would rot your teeth and shrugged her shoulders at me.

"Nothing she didn't deserve."  She said before turning on her heel, flicking her hair in my face before slamming the door shut.

"Fuck!"  I yelled as I pulled at my hair.  I ran my hands down my face before running down the stairs and through to the dining room, grabbing both my own things as well as Cara's.  My mum was quick to grab my wrist before I could make a sharp exit.

"What's wrong?" She asked with worried eyes, I turn to look at her and shake my head.

"Kat said something and apparently if Cara took Kats advice she's on her way to the airport. I need to go mum." I said quickly as I gently peeled her fingers from around my wrist, rushing out the door and to my car. I go straight to Caras house first, knocking rapidly on the door, with so much force my knuckles may actually bruise.

"Harry? What's wrong?" Mrs James said as she opened the door. I immediately looked over her shoulder then back to her.

"Is Cara here?" I asked. She furrowed her eyebrows but nodded anyway, she opened the door far enough for me to pass the threshold and quickly jog upstairs. My breathing calms and the panic slowly disappears as I hear the shower from her bathroom running as I made it into her bedroom. I shut the door and locked it behind me, sitting her things on her bed before sitting myself down as well.