Thinking of You -Harry Styles-

1- Burned

***Hope you enjoy this story! What's in italics is the past to give you more of an idea of Harry and Callie's friendship and what's not in italics is the present. I know it's short but the chapters will get longer! What I picture Callie to look like is on the side***

April 11th, 2010

"Harry, you'll do great" Callie reminded as she straightened out Harry's sweater and checked to make sure his audition sticker was still stuck to his plain white t-shirt reading, 165998. She smiled at Harry who returned it with a nervous smile as he was directed onto the stage.

After answering the judges' questions, Harry sang the same lyrics that he had sung to Callie a million times. 

"Isn't she lovely,

Isn't she wonderful,

Isn't she precious,

Less than one minute old.

And i never thought,

Through love we'd be,

Making one as lovely as she.

But isn't she lovely made from love"

Once Harry finished, the two best friends both waited impatiently for the judges' thoughts. Callie felt just as nervous for Harry because she knew how much he wanted this. Making it through would be a step closer to his dream coming true.

Four yeses and a cheerful Harry later, Callie was hugging her best friend whispering 'congrats' into his. So far, this was the best moment in Harry's life, besides meeting Callie. He was so proud of himself and couldn't thank his family enough for pushing him and supporting him for this audition.

July 9th, 2012

Callie was driving home from work, excited to get to her house where her only family lived, besides her older brother. Her mum, dad, Aunt Emma, cousin Isabella and herself all under the same roof. Their house was in the back road. It was an old house that was the perfect size for the five of them and had no close neighbors surprisingly.

But when Callie pulled up, the house was in flames. The roof had already collapsed, the smoke was high into the sky and the flames were snaking up the house. Panicing as she was, Callie pulled out her phone and shakily dialed 911 as hot tears streamed down her face.

"911, what's your emergency?" The operator spoke.

"My house i-is on fire! Help! My family is inside p-please hurry!" Callie's voice ordered as she cried.

"Ma'am I'm going to need you to calm down. Where are you located?"

Callie gave all of her information. Impatiently waiting for the fire department to arrive. One minute felt like one year. She ran around the fire-burning house screaming her realtive's name, hoping one of them would hear her and give some signal of survival. No answers. Callie pulled out her phone again and dialed a familar number.

After moments of ringing, he picked up.

"Hello?"

"Harry! I need you! The h-house is on fire and e-everyone's inside and I don't know what to do" Callie cried, crouching down her tears unable to stop.

"Did you call the police?" Harry asked.

"Y-yeah they're coming"

"Babe I'll be right over" He stated and hung up. Harry dropped everything as he was in the middle of watching a movie with his current girlfriend, Brittney. He rushed out of the house not bothering to give any sort of explanation to his bandmates or his girlfriend. Harry simply hopped in his car and drove to the familar house.