Don't Let Me Go

Chapter 11 Strangers

*Ella's P.O.V.*

I still think this is all just a bad dream that I can't wake up from. I thought Harry died but somehow he survived ,but he definitely changed because he wouldn't be acting like a fool like this. I still don't understand what happened to him that day but I'm afraid to ask. I have to except the fact that people change over time as well. It's been eight years and so much has happened to me and I can't even imagine what happened to him. I can't believe he didn't even recognized me though and I could've died because of him. I want to talk to him so bad but I don't know how to. I missed him so much but I couldn't even hug him when I found out he was alive. Maybe the Harry I know is really gone and a monster is living in his body.

As I was thinking so much about what happened I fell into a deep sleep and woke up at 7:00am the next morning. I looked out of the room and saw no one was awake yet so I decided to make some coffee and go sit outside. I walked outside and it was a cloudy day and it smelt like rain. These are always my favorite kind of days. It was so peaceful and quite and I felt good. I sat in on a swing and rocked back and forth slowly. An hour passed by and I was bringing to fall asleep but I heard whispers coming from the trees. I picked up my head slowly and looked around. I didn't feel peaceful anymore and I wasn't going to be dumb and see who's talking. I got up and started to walk my way back inside.

"Hey!" I heard from behind me

I felt chills run down my spin as I turned around slowly and I saw there was a man standing there, but that didn't really look threatening. He had a smile on his face and was waving at me. He was really tall and he looked like he had blueish eyes. I waved back and he made the motion to come over and talk to him. He didn't look like he was going to kill me and maybe he can help me get away from this place, so I went over to talk to him.

"Are you new here?" The man asked

"Um Yeah I guess you could say that." I said with a small smile

"Oh good My name is Roman, what's yours?"

"Ella nice to meet you."

"Oh the pleasure is all mine what brings you here?" He asked

"I live here now I guess with some... friends." I said

"Oh that's nice I live alone."

"Why alone? Doesn't it get lonely?" I ask

"I like it that way I guess." He said with a smile

"Ya sometimes I guess it's good." I said

"You know what maybe you and your friends can come over for dinner?" He said with a smile

"Oh my friends aren't really into those things"

"Oh that sucks." He said

"But I think I could make it, when and where is it?"

"Tomorrow night at 8:00 and if you walk straight across the trees over here until you see a big house that's it. You can't miss it." He said

"Okay I'll be there. Thank you so much for inviting me though I don't really know anyone here yet."

"It's only me and maybe some other people scattered around here. I guess we will have to get used to each other haha." He said

"Oh good too know, but it was very nice to meet you Roman." I say as a shake his hand

"Same goes to you." He said with a nice smile and walked away

That was pretty odd. A guy just walked out from the trees, invited me to have dinner and he was actually nice.I haven't even been awake for an hour and this all happened. I walked inside and saw that the blonde dude was awake. I think his name was Niall.

"Good Morning Niall." I said

"Oh good morning Ella. Did you make this coffee?"

"Yes you can have some and if you wan't more I'll make more."

"Oh okay thank you." he said

"No problem." I said as I walked away in to the room I fell asleep in

I got all relaxed and was just laying there thinking of what's going to happen now. My mom is all alone at her house and she's probably crushed because she thinks I'm dead. As I thought more and more finally someone came into my room to stop me from continuing. I was so bored in this house. There is nothing at all to do but sleep. I laid down to calm my frustration and started to dose off once again.

"Why were you outside?" Harry said as he slammed the door

"Because it was nice and I wanted to." I said as stayed laying down

"Don't you know what could've happened to you? You could've been killed!" He yelled

" K. Sorry." I said not really caring and turned over so I don't face him

"Do you not even think? You probably don't even care huh?!"

"I do think of what I do and I was thinking it was a nice morning so I went outside. Also I do care if I die but I really don't care to hear it coming from you." I said as I sat up

"Coming from me? What do you even mean?"

"You don't want to even get me started on the death topic with you Harry."

"I did nothing for you to be talking to me like this."

Right after Harry said he did nothing to me made me turn red from anger. I wanted to slap some sense into him but I knew all I could really do is use my words. I looked him straight in the eyes and said,

"You done nothing wrong to me? You've done enough to me! First I thought you were dead and I was depressed because I felt like it was my fault and I never got to even say goodbye to you. Then I find out eight years later that you're alive but when I do you try to kill me and call me a liar! You took me away from my family and school, hurt my best friends and then you barged into the room I am in and start to argue with me just like we're doing right now and... You know what, why waste my breath you've obviously changed and don't care." I said

"You seem to forget that I saved your ass outside from getting attacked and eaten by wolves. I could've left you there and be eaten by them but I didn't." Harry said quietly

"Why didn't you just leave me there?"

"Because I couldn't. I might have changed to you but there's still part of the old me stuck deep inside me."

"You have no idea what I have gone through the passed eight years without you Harry and I feel like I don't even know you anymore." He said

"You don't. I'm a different Harry."

"Ya you're right, you are a different Harry. The old Harry would be glad to see me and hug me and tell me about what's happened in his life in the passed eight years. You're twenty years old now and I'm nineteen. We are not best friends anymore. We are strangers with a troubling passed." I say as I get up and walk out of the room.

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