*Kate's POV*
When I wake up my clothes are soaked from the morning dew. My back hurts from laying on that bench. I saunter down the sidewalk searching a cheap place to eat.
When I arrive at the station I walk in a coffee shop. You have to be kidding me. God is treatening me. After the cash desk stands my brother. I don't want to talk to him now, he's only going to complain about mum and I can't handle that at the moment. I walk back outside to saunter again. A black car is driving next to me and toots. No. Not now. I can guess who's in the car because god is torturing me today.
And I was right. When the car toots a second time like I didn't hear is the first time I turn around and glare at the car. Zayn is sitting behind the steering wheel and opens the door of the passenger seat from inside the car. I get in and sit next to him. He smells like alcohol and cigarettes.
"Want some?" he asks and nods to the cigarettes next to him. I shake my head. I may am mad but I'm not going to do stupid things.
Zayn is drunk, he can't drive like this. "Zayn stop the car." I say but he ignores me. "Zayn can you please stop the car?" I yell but he smiles and keeps driving. I feel like jumping out of the car.
A biker is riding in front of us, oh no. "Zayn stop the car now!" he keeps driving. Out of anger and fear I take the steering wheel and pull it to the right. The car stops and we're standing on the sidewalk.
Zayn has a cut right above his eye and the blood is streaming down his face. The biker is still riding and relief fills my shaking body.
"I told you to stop the fucking car!" Why am I even in this car next to a drunk?
*Harry's POV*
"Which date?" I ask when Jake asks if Astrid is ready to go. We're going to crusty's and then to the movies. She says when Jake is far enough away. I have a strange pain in my stomach and when I look at her it get's even worse. I follow her to the parking and Jake is already waiting by his red car.
She walks away after giving me a hug and a kiss on my cheek. I wave back and I feel like a dad who's daughter is going on a long trip. Why can't I just be happy for her? She's my friend.
who am I kidding I'm in love with her, from the first time I saw her. I don't want her to be with Jake, I know he's good for her and he can treat her so much better than I but I just don't want it.
*Astrid's POV*
I wave a last time to Harry. "Crusty's then?" Jake asks and I nod. The whole drive he stays quiet and I feel a bit uncomfortable. I pull my bag onto my lap^.
When we arrive he pulls into a lot and I open my door to get out of the car.
"I was going to do that for you." he says and I give him a smile. That's something Harry would never say to me. Why am I thinking of Harry?
"Table fot two?" Fat Amy asks and we nod. She leads us to the table in the back Harry was sitting at when I came here to yell at him. We order our pizza and when fat Amy is back to the kitchen Jake takes my hands into his and brings them to his mouth to kiss them softly.
*Harry's POV*
I knew I shouldn't have come here. When he kisses her soft hands my heart breaks into pieces. I want to be the one who kisses her and makes her smile like an idiot. But she doesn't want me. She wants Jake. I hope he sees she's special, different from all the other girls he dates.
She starts giggling and I walk back to the door. I can't handle this.
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