The Wave

Chapter 10

HEYYYY! EHHH almost 200 reads! YAY!! After I posted my last chapter I realised how short it was and that made me sad cause I get mad when people write short stupid chapters so I will TRY to make this one longer!! 

"Nothing. No one I asked heard of him." Liam's shoulders sagged in defeat. 

Harry was no where to be found. I looked at Abby, Liam, and Niall, and all of them looked like they were about to collapse. I ran for Abby, cause the boys can just have a bromance embrace. 

No one spoke as we comforted one another. There was nothing we could do. Harry, our best friend, was gone. 

I couldn't sleep that night. My mind wouldn't shut up. It kept bringing up Harry, about how lost and scared he must have been. 

Or must be...

I immediately jump out of bed...well I shouldn't even call it "bed". It's a quilt that the four of us sleep on with no pillows or sheets. Anyway, I grab a flash light off a near by table and run outside. Harry is smart. No way he could have died. 

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Hours. That's how long I've been searching for Harry. My feet ached, I was tiered, and the flash light is running out of charge. 

I give up. I think to my self as my limp body falls onto a pile of rubble. Tears are leaking out of my eyes and cries leave my lips.

"HARRY! HARRY WHERE ARE YOU!? PLEASE! PLEASE..." I'm so torn up inside. I can't even imagine how Abby feels. I remember the day I introduced them. I knew they both had a thing for each other, so I set up a date for them. Best decision I ever made. I know they argue, but that's just who they are. 

Suddenly, I feel a pair of strong arms around me. I look up and see Niall's concerned eyes peering down at me. I grab his chest and pull him close, letting my sobs fill his ears. 

"Shh, Charlie it's ok. It will all be ok." He cooed softly. "Zayn and Louis just called and said they are sending a plane for us. We're leaving sometime tomorrow." 

"B-b-but Ha-r-ry is still out-t-t there!" I sniffle. 

"Charlotte...I think he's gone. And it's too much looking for his body. Imagine if we did find it? What then? We just have our dead best friend on a plane! It's not right."

I stared off into the distance. Somewhere, out in the sea or under debris, there is a curly haired, green eyed boy. A boy who had a family, a career, someone who had loved ones. A friend. But Niall was right. We can't move him even if we did find him. This is his resting place. 

Niall helped me off the ground and we started our way back to the hospital. Liam and Abby where both up waiting for us. 

"So I'm guessing Niall told you we are leaving tomorrow?" Liam asks as he takes his hand and strokes away tears that had escaped and were falling down my cheek. 

"Yes."

"Well we better start collecting our things. The plane could be here any time."

While the boys started getting the little objects we had together, Abby and I stayed with each other the entire night. We never left each others side for more than five minutes. I was her support system and she was mine. I fell asleep on her shoulder, listening to Niall hum a beautiful tune into the night. 

I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! And I hope it turns out being a little longer than the other one! It's hard to keep track!