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{Louis}
What is Harper talking about!? I hope shes alright! Harry will be awfully sad if something happened to her. I guess its up to me now.
I jump into my car accidentally slamming my door. "Whoops, sorry mate." Apologizing to objects when I'm lonely is quite common now. Its been getting harder and harder to hang out with friends because I'm always busy now.
I start up the engine, hearing the clatter, I bought this car with my own money, Ive saved up for years. Its not the best, but it'll do.
Slowly, I back out of the driveway and into the damp street. The sky is a light shade of grey, as far as the eye can see.
Remembering where Harpers house is when Harry mentioned where it was, I lay on the gas and sputter down the street.
Determination and fear swept over me making me wash into a ghostly faze... Staring blankly at the passing streets, and bland houses, wondering what situation Harper is in. The small spark of worry in her tone, the way she spoke in a rush, not explaining even half of whats going on.
Hearing Harper in such pain is terrifying, I know she is really close to Harry and if it involves him again, I wouldn't know what to think. My thoughts are as scattered and jumbled as a 1000 piece puzzle.
Thinking of puzzles reminds me of Liam. He loves puzzles and he has completed a lot. To be honest I have never been fond of Liam, he's a little on the nerdy side, and we don't really talk much. Theres just that strange vibe that comes with his kind of people.
Im not anything like Liam, Im more on the "social" side. He has always gotten A's in school, even now, and Im more focused on my charisma. It tricky balancing half a school of friends and your grades. Grades can really weigh you down, so I let them go. Many people are telling me to flunk high school. Ive considered it a couple of times. But never had the nerve.
A large pot hole in the road brings me back to focus. But at the same time, a huge wave of terror hits me, hoping that I wont get a flat tire.
Forcing the tires to the back of my thoughts, I remember why Im driving.
Up ahead I see Harpers lawn with a car stopped half out of the driveway.
I park my car on the side of the street, and hop out in search of Harper. She told me she would be in her car, waiting.
I quietly step around to the driver side window.
No Harper.
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