Story Of Our Lives // Camarry FanFic

•Chapter 10•

Harry's Pov

I had just woken up and to say that my hangover was terrible would be an understatement.

I had a huge migraine and my arms felt like complete and utter jelly.

I rubbed my eyes, attempting to regain my memory.

I know that I drank, but why?

Shortly after, I remembered Camila. The boys had dragged me out of the bar and I remembered that Camila was in the front seat and I said something to her.After that memory, it was all a doze.

I went into the bathroom cabinet to look for advil, but the pill bottle was empty. I guess I needed to go to the pharmacy.

Once I got to the pharmacy, I quickly refilled my prescription and grabbed a few things in the process like hangover relievers and tylenol.

Obviously, I was wearing a disguise so that I would go unnoticed.

"That will be 26 dollars," The cashier spoke, bluntly.

After I had paid, I drove around until I found a comfy café in which I stopped my vehicle and entered the location.

Boy, I was in the mood for a cup of coffee.

As I walked in the pastry filled premises, I saw someone familiar.

"Hello Austin." I said, walking up to his table.

"Hey." He replied, sadly.

"Is this seat taken?" I asked, hoping that I could get on his good side. Maybe that would soften up the tension that is shared between us.

"No, You can sit." He said, playing with the piece of thread hanging down from the outskirts of his sleeve.

Oh, the irony.

"So, Where's Camila?" I asked, looking around in which I was hoping to find her.

"We broke up."

I felt guilt rise up in my stomach.

Was it my fault that they broke up?

I felt anger run through my veins and before I knew it, I had a huge frown on my face.

I thought Austin was a nice guy, but turns out that he broke her heart. God, Who would have the guts to break someone's heart?

Aren't I a hypocrite, huh?

I was so furious at him and I was about to give him a piece of my mind, but Austin started to tear up.

My expression softened and pity lunged inside of me.

"Why'd you break up?" I asked, still undecisive as to whether or not, Austin is to blame.

"It's your fault." He spoke, his voice was evident with anger. He had a finger pointing to my face.

"How is it my fault?" I asked, rather loudly which caused everyone to look at us.

I could feel his eyes glistening with angry whilst he was glaring at me.

"If eyes could kill, you'd be dead already."

After that remorseful remark, he stormed out leaving many curious passerby's to continue watching.

I was puzzled yet angry at the same time. So many questions were piling through my head at this very moment.

:Why was it my fault?
:Was Camila mad at me?
:How could I love with myself, knowing that I ruined their relationship?