"Hey Harry I was wondering if you are in New York?" I ask scared that he'll say yes and I'll have to have this conversation sooner then I'd hoped. " hey arabella, I'm glad to hear from you, I'm in New York until Friday" I close my eyes and curse fate for making me do this so soon when I'm not fully to terms with it myself. I pause and say "Harry we need to talk...." I pause nervous, scared. "He sounds worried as he says " yes of course! Is everything okay love?" I can't help but let a tear fall, knowing that what's barely begun is going to be over the moment I tell him what's about to put our careers in a messy spiral, My voice shakes as I ignore his question and say "so am I, can I meet you around 3pm today at your flat?" he says thats fine and we end the call... I don't know how to do this. Harry and Arabella met officially the night of the 2014 VMA'S, a night of great wins for both of them and the start of their love story. From the moment they lock eyes fate had been decided, they would be in each other's lives forever, intertwined eternally, only it never does start In order....does it?