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Chapter 10

HARRY POV

CASSIE POV

His hands brushed softly against my cheek, “Cassie I love you,” he said with his green eyes pierced into mine making the butterflies erupt in my stomach, I pulled back a piece of my hair and bit my lip, “I love-“ I started to say then a scream erupted from the alley and I saw a girl get stabbed, her attacker ran away and I ran to the girl. Blood covered the top of her head and she seemed unconscious, something was strangely familiar about her, then it hit me. I was looking at myself. 

I woke up with sweat covering my body this is the third time this week that I have been having the same nightmares and dreams for the past three weeks. I don’t know why I keep having them but I just can’t get rid of them. It was only 3am so I threw a pillow over my head and fell asleep. My alarm clock went off at 10am because I needed to get ready for tonight, do some homework and clean the house since Dad would be home soon.

I ran into my shower and washed my hair and deep conditioned it so it would stay straight when Pierre did it, then I washed my body in my favorite warm sugar body wash, and I also shaved my legs. After a 15 minute shower (hey I’m a girl don’t judge) I got out, threw my hair into a towel, painted my nails black with gold tips, and blew dried them dry so I could walk around. I was satisfied with my nails so I cleaned my rooms spotless, and made sure the rest of the house was up to my father’s standards. 

My sister Jules’s just headed out to college on Monday and she seems to be loving it, unfortunately that meant I had to buy my own car because obviously my dad wouldn’t. Luckily since I was twelve I have been saving up so I purchased my truck, it was a Chevy truck that was built in 1963, the paint was crappy but it worked and I got a pretty good deal, it had character so I loved it. 

My dad said it was a piece of scrap metal but to be honest I didn’t give a fuck about what he thought; he didn’t buy it so he shouldn’t complain. Finally I was done with the house so I decided to call Pierre and see if she wanted to come over, I called but it went to voice message so I left her a message and a casual text. It was already two so I did my homework, I was bored so I plugged in my earphones to my iPod and took a nap. 

The ringing of my phone woke me up, it was Zac, “Hey Zac,” I said putting my phone on speaker because I was too groggy to hold it up to my ear, “Hey Cas, I was wondering if you could get a ride to the bond fire I have a late shift tonight at work I feel terrible but I will be a little late,” he said sighing, “Sure that’s fine don’t worry I’ll get a ride from Pierre she offered,” I said indifferently. I heard background shouting and plates clattering, “Hey babe I got to go, see you tonight,” he said and hung up. I smiled and looked at the clock on my phone it was already 6:30, holy crap I slept long I thought. 

Pierre sent me a text saying she would be over in 5 mins to do hair and make-up. 

HARRY POV 

I sat by the creek clearing my head; the cold running water always calmed me down, the cold winter air filled with the smell of fresh pine opened my senses to how much stress I have been put under. With Gemma’s cancer treatments and losing Cassie I have been having no time to just relax. I had to go to work in about the hour at the tattoo shop so I set an alarm on my clock to warn me when I had to go. I looked at the tattoo on my wrist I got years back and traced the outline with my finger lightly going over the quote remembering when I got it. 

It was a sunny day in the middle of August I just moved to Gemma and I’s first apartment alone and I had someone inspire me to get a new tattoo. I have been getting tattoos since a young age, my father was always drunk enough to just sign the permission slips and my mother supported artistic values. This time mom wasn’t here to laugh and sign the papers though she was somewhere in a cemetery unable to walk or even breathe again. The manager at the tattoos parlor walked up to me with an eye brow raised “Um, son you know you need to be eighteen or older to get a tattoos without a parent or guardian’s signature right?” he said crossing his pudgy arms. I nodded “Yes I do,” I said. Earlier that day I convinced my neighbor Tommy to pretend to be my brother and sign the paper for me, Tommy was about 22 years old but he treated me as an equal. “So where’s your parent or guardian,” the manager asked tapping his foot impatiently, Tommy walked up to him “Right here sir, this is my little brother, where do I sigh, Tommy said with a straight face, the manager looked suspicious but handed over the paper work. Tommy signed and I payed beforehand for the tattoo with the money I saved up from my first job as a pizza delivery man. I walked through the row of leather chairs across the unfinished cement floors and sat down. The walls were all cement too giving this place a very retro feel, I felt at home in a way. The tattoo lady walked up to me she was around 5’7 with black hair and red streaks she had her lip and eye brow pierced and tattoos running up and down her arms, “So what would you like today kid, obviously its not your first tat,” she said eyeing my cross tattoos on the back of my neck, “I want a quote on my wrist,” I said to her handing her a piece of paper of the design I drew along o go with the quote. The girl’s eyes widened “Nice design, maybe when you grow up sprout you should work here you have potential,” she said impressed. I was quiet and simply nodded my head. The quote on my wrist read: Won’t stop ‘till we surrender. 

This quote meant a lot to me, to me it means that  anything that I can do, anything that I can fight for, anything that I love, nothing can stop or take that away until I let it go, nothing can get in the way of my life unless I let it to. Nothing can break me down or hurt me until I let it hurt me, and at that moment everything will come tumbling down.

As I was in the daze of the memory I heard footsteps and turned around, it was Niall. “Hey what’s up,” he asked sitting down next to me, “How did you know I was here?” I asked, “I’m your best mate Harry come on give me some credit,” Niall laughed. I stood up “I have to go to work are you coming to the shop,” I asked, “Yup,I just needed to make sure you were going to be there today and not stuck somewhere mopping,” Niall said. I shook my head and looked back silently on the river as I got up and walked through the pine filled forrest with Niall. 

Author's Note-(Revised Chapter YAY) Sorry if this is a short chapter, also sorry it isn't the bond fire yet next chapter for sure though dont worry :), this was just a filler chapter my apologies if it was boring but it is leading up to something big keep faith..believe in me guy! ;) Thanks for reading I love you guys o much please I will update when i get at least 2 votes, until  then...just vote all i am asking is two votes on this chapter :) okay goodbye beautfuls remember VOTE,COMMENT,READ ON :)

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