Farah's POV:
I had been far apart from my best friends and my boyfriend for long enough. That wasn't the only thing that was getting to me. Arabela was not herself at all. I know for a fact that she is not over Harry and she probably won't be for a long time. As for Stella, I think she got to close to Niall too fast. She isn't really herself either.
Veronica came to Santa Barbra and she got an apartment with her boyfriend. Even Arabela is enrolling in the school for the next semester. Everybody is pretty much getting settled in. For now Arabela has an apartment in the same complex as Veronica's and we're all together. But it isn't quite the same.
When Rosie would call to have a chat with us, she never had a clue why Arabela doesn't like her. Harry won't even tell her about what happened. I just feel bad for her, it is like parts of her life are missing, and the one person who can help her put it back together just won’t. Stella, Arabela, Veronica and I were going out to dinner and as I was getting ready I got a call from Zayn.
"Hello love." I heard his voice ring through the phone.
"Hey."
"It feels great to hear your voice. Well I have some great news." He said.
"What?"
"Well, since we're on vacation, I have some time to come visit you." He replied happily. I felt a smile creep across my face.
"Really! Wow, that's great. I need to see you guys again." I stated.
"I know, I need to see you too, but I've got an idea. Whenever we see each other, it's like we're never alone so I was thinking that maybe you and I could go somewhere."
"Like where?" I questioned excitedly.
"Anywhere you want babe. Paris, Fiji, Australia, Italy." He responded. I could hear the longing in his voice.
"Italy?!" I whispered completely thrilled. He laughed.
"Anywhere." He assured me.
"Well, that's too much, let's just stay here in Santa Barbra, it'll be fun." I replied trying to sound as convincing as possible, but I'm sure Zayn saw right through that.
"Anyway, when are you guys coming." I asked.
"A couple of days. We already booked." He said. I heard Stella call to me to hurry up.
"That's great. Well I've got to go. I'll text you." I said not wanting to drop.
"Ok, I love you."
And I hung up.
Rosie's POV:
I had that dream again. It was a more like an event that happened in my past, but I wasn't sure, I couldn't put my finger on the memory. It began in a dark house on a cloudy night. I heard loud footsteps from the rooms around mine. I was young, maybe I was 8.
A teenage girl came rushing into my room. She carried a backpack and a wallet. She looked like me. Same dark hair and dark eyes that gleamed like glass. She took one look at me, huddled on my bed and turned back toward gathering clothes. Then she came towards me.
"I have to leave now little sis. But maybe we'll meet again. Dad's coming now and I don't think I have much time, but I have to say I love you. You know what to do." Then the girl kissed me on my forehead and ducked out. I heard screaming and shuffling until I heard a roar. That triggered what I had to do.
I climbed out the window and into the bushes below me and ran far away. I turned back one time to see the smoke rising from the house, I ran faster.
That's when I would always wake up. That one dream haunted my thoughts. After the first couple times of having it I told Harry and he would sleep with me and I wouldn't have that dream.
But that night he was over at his flat. He asked me if I needed him to stay, I told him I was fine. Bad idea.
I stared into the darkness of my room. It was almost 4 am. Was it too late to call him? I didn't care, I couldn't take the silence.
"Hello?" I heard his raspy voice come through the phone.
"Hello, sorry for calling but I had that dream and I can't sleep..."
"I'll be right over, ok?" I sniffled and wiped a tear.
In the next five minutes he was tapping on my window. I guess he climbed up the ledge.
"Thank you so much." I whispered.
"Don't worry about it, anything for you ok?" he said groggily pulling me into my bed and wrapping his arms around me. I slept.
