Chapter 17: Where we at

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~ Ivan

"You have half a year." He said.

"Come back or else." He said.

"London is big." He said.

"Harry will be punished." He said.

I have actually been at it for about half a year. I mean when I first got up here it was spring. It's winter now. Almost christmas. I have about the rest of December left to find Harry. When Mr. Seneca said London was big he wasn't kidding.

I've done things I swore I would never do. I stole. I've stolen food. I didn't want to, but I had too I was so damn hungry.

When I walk past a store window that maybe I've stolen from I see my reflection. Instead of seeing myself and being happy I'm not. Instead of seeing a confident young man, I see a stupid, weak teen who's very underweight. I'm cold, hungry and completely stupid. My eyes aren't yellow, thankfully. All I see are the green contacts they gave me. Now my eyes are like Harry's. Green but not beautiful. My jet black hair has been combed and they gave me a bath before I was sent up here. I look normal but I don't feel normal. When I look at myself all I can feel is guilt. The guilt of being sent free, and the guilt of knowing my task in London. I was to find Harry and basically turn him in. What a friend I am.

My mind drifts to other things. I wonder how Harry's doing. Is he cold, and lost too? maybe he himself is also stealing food and begging for shelter. So far I've been okay. I can always turn my arm into a bird's wing and use it as a blanket. I wish I was one of those rare shape shifters though. Most shape shifters are only able to transform a part of their body, arms, hands, feet, torso you name it. But some turn out special. Some can go full body. Full transformation. It's freakin amazing when you see a real transformation up close.

My uncle was a special one. He use to turn into to rats just to scare the crap out of my sister. But I guess that was before my family found out I was a shape shifter too. My uncle somehow always hid the fact it was him who was the rat culprit. I did too. My family thought my eyes were just a deformity. It never occurred to them I guess that I was "different". They practically abandoned me when they found out. My own brother....... well my brother doesn't really need an explanation I guess since I vowed never to speak to him again. The jerk.

The air is crisp and cold. It snowed last night. It was beautiful. I'm still looking for Harry. Hopefully I find him soon. My time is almost up, though finding him still is technically a bad thing. But hey, I have my life on the line. Then again so does Harry.

But what can I do?

~ Harry

I walk into the apartment, slamming the door behind me to find Louis and the girl I saw from the window sitting on the couch just really talking.

She's laughing. Her smile is beautiful I will admit.

When I enter she turns to see me, her smile fades the moment our eyes lock.

"Oh um, Eleanor this is my friend Harry. Harry this is my girlfriend Eleanor." Louis stuttered out, surprised I had entered so suddenly.

"Hi." I managed to mutter with a small smile.

Eleanor didn't smile. Instead she glared at me. She stood from the couch and came to stand directly across from me, her arms crossed over her chest.

"So you're this famous Harry Styles." she said.

I glanced at Louis, his brow was knit in pure confusion. I think I was the same.

I nodded. What was the deal with Eleanor?

Then she did the unexpected. She slapped me. Straight across my cheek. I clutched my cheek as she stood in front of me satisfied. I guessed a streak mark was probably left there on my stinging flesh.

"ELEANOR!!" Louis yelled coming to my aid.

"That was for making up rumors about my boyfriend."

I looked up at her in shock. That is what this is about? Just because of the Larry thing? Really!?

Then she hugged me.

I was just standing there clutching my cheek because, it hurt. Then she pulled me upright and embraced me in a hug.

It was weird. I think I kinda just stood there in shock. So did Louis. Then I guess I hugged her back. We just stood there for a while. Just in deep embrace. I wasn't about to pull away unless Eleanor did.

As she began releasing me her lips passed me ear and she whispered her motive. Her reason for what she did.

"And that was for everything else. Thank you for not leaving him alone."

When we released I took a long look at her face as Louis meanwhile was still trying to decipher what the heck just happened.

"You're welcome." I replied. And that was it. That was the only words we said. That was the only words we needed.

And like I said, that was it.

A/N

I'm sorry this sucks. I just felt bad about not updating in a while and i've been so busy so here's a really crappy, sucky filler to see i guess what's up. Idk. This honestly really sucks. I'm sorry. I'll make it up for you in the last chapter cuz I seriously apologize. This book isn't exactly going the way I wanted it to I guess. Idk. I might delete this chapter and try again. We'll see. Sorry it sucks.

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