The Clouds

Chapter 9

It was nearing sunset and I haven't talked to Harry or anyone. I don't even have a phone or anything. I hope he's out looking for me.

I don't know how long I've been wandering London either. Maybe a few hours. I'm getting a bit cold. I grabbed a light jacket. It definitely won't keep me warm forever especially in the London weather. I have just been thinking this whole time about... well Harry. I kissed him... he kissed me. This doesn't make sense. I was transferred to another 'life' and now I like someone. I can't like him. I don't belong here. I'm not from here. Kissing him is just not me. 

It's like I can still feel his lips on mine, but I don't want to. The things I have always imagined would happen did, and now I can't say it's a perfect as I wanted it to be. I wanted it to... real. I wanted it to feel alive and just amazing. I mean, it did feel alive and amazing, but just it felt different. This was my first kiss, but I can't like it. I can't explain it, but I just can't.

I suddenly stop walking. Not because I figured something out, but because I hear screaming. Not like normal screaming where the person murdered or something, but like an excited scream. I turn around to see what was going on. I see a group of girls maybe 18 years of age screaming, giggling, and jumping around excitedly. What the heck are they talking about?

I started to turn back around, but I got cut off when someone said my 'name'. "OMG IT'S TAYLOR SWIFT!!" I look back at the group and they were advancing towards me. Not in a walk, but a run. I stood there for a second before I saw how close they were to me. I was running for my life now. I'm afraid. It's not like I have somewhere to go. I can only run until I have no where to run. I don't want to look back, but I need to see how close they are. I look to see the group still running with me. They were really close. I don't know how long I have been running, but I feel like my lungs are going to explode. I feel like my legs are going to fall off. I feel like I could pass out at any moment.

I end up tripping over my own feet. Honestly, I figured that would happen. I fall to the ground and I get attacked by viscious girls. They pull at my hair. They pull at my clothes. One girl started to pull off my shoe, but I yanked it on my foot before she could steal it. I am basically laying on the cold, hard ground while girls attack me. I can feel the sweat forming on the back of my neck. I look up at the sky, which I can't really see. I spots of blue, but these girls are covering most of my view. I'm not even fighting these girls anymore. I'm not even going to try to stop them anymore. I know I'm not strong enough to get them off of me. I just lie there as still as possible, so maybe they will stop soon enough. Well, hopefully they will.

Then, I hear a voice. Not a scream or a yell, just a voice shouting over the scream. It's not a woman's voice either; it's a man's voice. I can't really make out what he's saying, but he sounds scared. I can see some of the girls screaming about a boy now. Some of them still attacking me, but others screaming about the one and only Harry Styles. So he did come for me.

I can hear him shouting at me. "Summer, hold on! Move out of the way!"

"Harry!" I yell over to him as he's pushing through.

He finally reached me and grabbed my hand. He pulled me to my feet. I literally hung on to him for dear life. My eyes were forced shut tears threatening to flow again. I could still feel people grabbing at me. I could also feel Harry's arm around my waist to keep me close to him. It took a few minutes, but we finally made it back to Harry's car. He gets me into the passanger seat and shuts the door quickly. That's when the tears start to to really fall out. Harry rushes into to the driver's seat of the car. He looks at me with fear in his eyes.

"Summer, are you okay?" he asks shakily.

I shake my head. He reaches over to hug me, and I hug back with my tears falling on his shoulder. "Harry, I'm so so sorry. I was just confused. I wasn't sure what to feel. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." I sob into his shirt.