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12 Part I

-Harry's P.O.V-

I drove as fast as I could back to the house, people surrounding Camila's home, causing me to stop the car, looking up, seeing Camila float in mid air.

I'm pretty sure that's not supposed to happen.

I pushed through the crowd of people, hearing Camila snicker.

"Little English boy, why even come back? Why risk getting a life sentence over some girl?"She asked, laughing evilly.

"She isn't just a girl, asshole, she's everything to me"I said, running inside, Lauren laying on the floor, her hand covering her stomach, her frightened eyes looking up at me.

"Save her"Lauren said, coughing up blood,"She doesn't deserve this."

I licked my lips, looking at the knife in my pocket.

I have to stab her with this.

Fuck.

How can I stab my girlfriend? After everything she's been through?

I shake my thoughts away, climbing up into the attic, finding an opening to the roof.

Camila's head turned my way, an evil smile was placed on her lips.

"You're too late, little English boy"She laughed, making me grip the knife.

I lunged forward, stabbing her, and pulling her onto the roof, laying her down.

I kneeled down, her eyes stayed closed, leaving me a complete mess.

"Camila?"I said, biting my bottom lip.

Her eyes opened, her eyes changing from red to gray.

I smiled, hugging her,"Thank god"I said, holding her close to me, her arms wrapping themselves around my torso.

"W-We can't stay here"She said,"It's not safe."

"The house in the country"I said,"Lauren's hurt, I can bring her."

"I-I hurt Lauren?"She asked, as I nodded slowly.

Camila brung her hands to her face, shaking her head.

"Hey, it wasn't your fault, it wasn't you"I said,"We need to go, now."