Finding You (Camarry)(Sequel to Breaking & Healing)

Two: I'm Gonna Find You

"Lauren, what are you doing?" I ask, as she was jumping on my bed. I had today off because of events, since I wasn't a model I don't have to go. Let's just say, that's one of reasons why I love this job so much.

"Jumping. Duh." She remarks, I roll my eyes.

"I know that. But how did you get inside my apartment?" I ask, she grins.

"I might've stole the extra key you havr for the apartment, off your night stand. Last time I was here. But that's none of your business." She smirks, I groan.

"Ugh, Lauren. Whatever, I want breakfast. You wanna go with?" I ask, getting up reluctantly.
She nods, excitedly.
"I was hoping you'd ask." She replies, getting off my bed, like she planned me to ask that.

I roll my eyes, "Wow, you roll your eyes a lot. Camz." She states, I shake my head.

Changing into some sweatpants and a hoodie with a pair of flats.

She looks at me laughing,"Somethings doesn't change, huh?" She asks,

I shrug before we walked out the front door.

Harry's Pov:

It's a been two years, since I've seen my- I mean since I've seen Camila. I missed her so much it hurt. Right now, I was going through my things.

I was planning on moving, ever since the day Camila left. It's been gloomy in the apartment. I missed her, waking up next to me. Her smile lighting up the room. I sigh, going through the papers on my night stand.

Then I seen a letter.

I look at it confused, who gave me a letter? I looked at the date on top, seeing that it was sent to me two years ago.

I look at who sent it to me, my heart warms at the sight of her name.

Camila.

I open the envelope, and seen that it was a paragraph on which she wrote. To me.

Dear, Harry. Gosh, that sounded stupid.
Whatever. We broke up a few weeks ago, let me just say it's the worst thing that that has happened to me since my father's death.

Because the love, that I have for you, is strong. So, so strong. I love you so, much. It broke me, when you told me to forget you.

Because I can't forget someone like you, ever. I probably sound like a love sick puppy or something.

But it's the truth.

There wasn't a day when I didn't think of your arms around me, or when all the times you told me you loved me. I wrote this letter, to tell you my feelings.

I wanted you to know. I love you, even though we're not together and I have to forget you. Bye Harry.

Sincerely, Camila.

I read the letter over fifteen times, before everything sunk in.

Why haven't I ever seen this?

When did she give this to me?

I don't remember anything about a letter.
But one thing was on my mind, I had to see her.

She wouldn't be in danger anymore, she would be safe to be around me.

I have to find her, even if it mean traveling from England to across the United states.

I'm going to find you, Camila.