I hear shuffling next to me, I open my eyes looking at Harry next to me. My eyes barely open, but I could still see his mesmerizing eyes."Harry?"
"it's okay Camila. Go back to sleep. I just had a bit of a trouble falling asleep." He whispers, in my ear. I nod slowly, his fingers intertwined with mine, as he took a hold of my hand. I close my eyes, falling back to sleep.
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"He doesn't love you..Camila. He never did, and never will. He's already falling for me, hun." She says, looking at me with an evil smirk. Tears filled my eyes, at her harshful words.
It was wasn't true, it can't be.
"You're just getting what you deserve." She continues.
"But haven't you've done enough? You ruined my years in high school, I can't even go back home and feel okay." I cry. She rolls her eyes,"Whatever. This is what you deserve. This is your own damn fault!
Just to make this clear, I will make him mine." She says, before I felt pain engulf me.
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I wake up, looking around. I was still on the plane, Harry asleep his hands still holding mine. I sigh, running my free hand through my hair. I knew I would be having this dreams, when I would be Miami. One of the reasons why I can't stay there anymore.
I have dreams about, my high school experience, my parents and crazy stuff involved with them that might happen. Like the one I just had, that might really happen while I'm here.
You guys are probably wondering about that aren't you?
About what happened during high school?
Why did people call me names?
It was caused by the same girl, in the photo in my apartment that Harry seen.
My ex-bestfriend and her boyfriend.
Hee boyfriend did something unforgivable to me, and she thought it was something else going on.
Her telling the whole school, I sleep with him. She was a popular, everyone loved her.
Maria Dawson.
If she hated someone, you hate her too.
She bullied someone, you bully them too.
The whole school went from loving me to hating me as quick as the snap of my fingers. (This was month after Lauren moved to England with her family)
Lost my friends, just because she 'thought' I sleep with him. But she never knew how wrong she was.
Her boyfriend- Harry's yawn snapping me out of my reminiscing of my not so perfect past. I'm actually kind of glad, I'll just be sad for the rest of the day remembering that night. No, he didn't rape me. He didn't do something that bad, but something to ruin me mentally and a little bit physically.
"Camila? You alright? Why are you up?" He asks, I smile reassuringly. "I'm fine, bad dream." I sigh, he squeezes my hand comfortably.
I kiss his cheek, he started to talk to me. But I knew he was sleepy-
"Shut up! I'm trying to sleep. Damn, teenagers." An old man grumbles quietly, from behind me. I laugh quietly, Harry trying to hold in his laughter.
"We'll be there in the next hour. Try to get some sleep, okay?" He asks, I nod pecking his lips.
He gives me a soft grin, before I close my eyes trying to go back to sleep.
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"Wake up, love. We're here." He says. I slowly open my eyes. Seeing his bright green ones, staring into mine. I yawn, softly.
Standing up, almost everyone else already off the plane. I try to grab my bags, Harry slapping my hand away softly.
I give him a glare before, following him as he held his bags and mine.
Then I looked around, sighing.
I'm back in Miami.
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Finding You (Camarry)(Sequel to Breaking & Healing)
FanficTHIS IS A SEQUEL TO BREAKING & HEALING, PLEASE GO READ THAT FIRST. THANKS. Two years. It's been two years since Harry told her to forget him. He wanted to keep her safe, from harm. He figured if he left her alone, she wouldn't be in danger anymore...
