Hummingbird | Sequel to Butterfly [A Harry Styles Fanfiction] {Book 2}

Chapter 7: What Used To Be

Cami's POV:

As the days went on, so did my guilt that I was leaving soon. I had fallen so in love with Riley and Ryan that I couldn't bare the thought of having to leave them when I had only just met them. Things were still strange with Harry being around constantly, but luckily we had managed to avoid each other as much as possible. It was weird to have to tiptoe around Charli and Caleb's house and hope that for just a moment I would be free from Harry's presence. We didn't speak much at all and if we did exchange words, the twins were the topic and extent of it. He didn't seem as angry with me, but he also didn't seem like he wanted to speak to me ever again either. I had intentions of clearing the air, but I often wondered what the point of that would be anyway. He still could barely look at me and I doubt that telling him after all this time would change that. For all I knew, he had already moved on and I knew now like I knew then that we we're both probably better off without the other.

I was sad to be leaving, but relieved in a sense at the same time. A phone call with Eloise assured me that she was holding things down at the gallery just fine and if I really wanted, I could stay a few more days, but I also had school to consider too. My high grade point average suffered noticeably last year, due to numerous circumstances having to do with my mother, Harry and the poor excuse of a man that was unfortunately my father. I couldn't let that happen again, especially not this early in the semester. As much as I would have loved to stay for a little bit longer with the twins and with Charli, the best thing was for me to get back to my new life in San Francisco and not dwell on what use to be here in Newport.

Charli was upset about it, but I knew she would be too preoccupied with the twins to stay mad for much longer. She was never one to hold a grudge anyways and I knew she understood why I had to leave. Still, it didn't make walking down the stairs with Finn by my side and my duffle bag in hand any easier.

Caleb was waiting downstairs for me, ready to take my bag once I reached the bottom of the staircase.

"I'll be in the car when you're ready," he said, holding my bag and leading Finn out the front door.

I nodded, hesitantly heading back to the living room where Charli was relaxing with the twins. I was not looking forward to saying goodbye to her. The first time had been traumatic enough and with her emotions running extra high these last few days, I knew the waterworks were bound to explode full force.

"Hey," I said lightly, sitting down next to her on the couch as she was burping Ryan.

"Say hi, buddy," she said to Ryan, turning him around so his little face was facing me. His tiny eyes were closed and his lips were pursed in the cutest way possible, making it that much harder to leave him.

I chuckled, lightly brushing his face.

"I'm gonna miss you, buddy." A stray tear, fell down my face, one I didn't even know I still had in me.

It seemed like this whole trip I was either crying because I was happy or because I was sad. This moment was definitely the latter.

"You too baby girl," I said down to the ground, where Riley was lying in her sleeper chair.

I knew it wasn't goodbye forever, but I still couldn't help but feel a little heartbroken that I couldn't be here everyday for the twins lives like Harry could. I loved my new life in San Francisco, but part of me would always be attached to Newport. My whole life had been here for twenty-one years and it wasn't easy to just pick up and leave it all behind. I was grateful for my new life and wouldn't change my decision, but having to leave my best friend and my new god children had me wondering if I could really stay in San Francisco for as long as I had originally planned.