Chapter 4

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HARRY'S POV:

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Gemma has always, and will always be there for me through everything. She is definitely my best friend, let alone my sister. She is just amazing, she's been with me through all my girl troubles, she listens to me and doesn't judge, and she actually cares about me (that usually doesn't happen with me). I think she's the only person I have truly loved.

Our mother never really about us, she cared more about alcohol, and our father left us because he couldn't handle fathering two children on his own (he gave up on us).

Gemma and I have always been content with that though, as long as we have each other we're ok.

*the next morning at school*

ELENA'S POV:

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Last night I had flashing images in my mind while I was asleep, I can't remember what they were about except that they scared me so much I woke up screaming and sweating all over. I don't know what's gotten into me.

This morning has been that same eery feeling too. I was in the sweats kind if mood, since I woke up late I threw on a crop top band tee (and of course it's of a band I've never even heard of) and some sweatpants. My mom gave me some toast, drove me to school and that was it. Today seemed to feel a lot different too.

At school I greeted Derek with a peck on his cheek and sat down in study hall with him, soon our group of friends joined us. Lisa, Melissa, Melissa, Faith, Darcy, Olivia, and Harry (something about him just isn't right I swear).

Harry was talking to Lisa, Faith and Olivia were holding the conversation that everyone payed attention to, and Ice, Blaze and I were conversing about why girls put so much effort into their attire and boys don't, (oh the irony) when I look over at Derek he's wearing khaki's and a nice sweater, I instantly feel bad about myself.

Interrupting our conversation Harry asks me if I remember going to camp with him...weird that he brings something so random up. "Faintly, that's why I called out to you to say hi on the first day if school." I responded before I could even get my own thoughts together, he stammered a quick thanks, then turned back to face Lisa. I don't get that guy.

HARRY'S POV:

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I had gotten Lisa's number and we had texted all last night and morning, that consisted of me telling her EVERYTHING. From when Elena and I were ten, all the way up to now. The nice part is that she has never interrupted me, unless it was to ask a question. She can't figure out why Elena barely remembers me either, but we still haven't figured out how to make her remember, it may be painful but if I want to be able to apologize she has to actually know what we are talking about.

Lisa is my closest friend, besides Gemma, and knowing that she is my friend puts me into a good mood. This aside, Louis, my friend who also went to camp with me is visiting in two days, for two months! I've been excited to see him again since we haven't seen each other in a while. The last time I saw Louis was when the 'incident' happened.

That makes three people who know what happened, and remember. That better be enough too, I don't think I could risk seeing Erin again...just thinking about it gives me shivers.

LISA'S POV:

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Harry really screwed up, big time. I hope he isn't hear purely for her though, what about a high school degree, a college application, a job?

I can already tell that Harry isn't one to think things through, well not the way I do. He doesn't realize that if Elena barely recognizes him, she won't remember Louis any better. Something hear is fishy, Elena couldn't just have blocked this out. This is bigger than that.

A/N:

Sorry for making this chapter not so long, I wanted to make it longer but right now I'm seriously dead tired. Anyway, now you know about Lisa and Gemma in relation to Harry! I'm excited that the exposition is almost over! This is where things get interesting. Don't forget to vote and comment!!!

Love ya,

-Lauren

QOTD:

Do you think Louis will even remember Elena or is he going to have had a major incident with her?

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