Safety

Chapter 22.

Chapter 22.

(Just gonna repeat this in case you missed it)

*YES GUYS, I CHANGED THE COVER AND THE BIO AND EVEN THE NAME OF THIS BOOK. BUT IT WAS BECAUSE I THOUGHT IT NEEDED SOMETHING MORE TO MAKE IT SEEM INTERESTING. DONT WORRY, NONE OF THE PLOT OF THE BOOK IS CHANGING, THE ACTUAL BOOK IS THE SAME STILL. THANK YOU GUYS I LOVE YOU. ~T ❥

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Songs for this chapter -

You & I ~ One Direction

Hands in the air ~ Miley Cyrus

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I gaped at him.

"W-what do you mean there's nobody in here? There was just somebody--"

"Clara, when I got up here, the door was open and I could see you. You were standing there, alone." Harry looked me in the eyes sternly, trying to get me to believe him. I couldn't, though. I felt somebody put their hand on my shoulder. It...it could've been Lucas. That made sense in my head.

"I've checked everywhere." He said, releasing me from his hold to take a step back and look at me. "Are you sure you weren't.....well," he scratched the back of his neck. "Hallucinating?"

I wanted to scream.

"Hallucinating?" I yelled, taking a step toward him. "Hallucinating!? You think I'm crazy, don't you?!"

He looked downright flabbergasted. He shoved his hands into his pockets, eyes wide as he took a step back from me.

"No, Clara, of course not.." He tried to reassure me, but I wouldn't have it. The way he said it made me feel like he was stomping me into the ground. I wasn't going to have another boy in my life that was a jerk.

I could tell by the way that he fidgeted that he was lying.

"You...you.." I pulled at my hair desperately. "I know you're lying. Why would you even say that?" I looked up at him, my mind in a daze. My fear was already dissolved, replaced by anger.

"Clara, please, listen to me. I didn't know I would make you upset--" he started, trying to grab a hold of my wrist but I pulled back like he was acid. I usually wanted him to hold me, but I was so angry at him at the moment that I didn't want to talk to him even. I had to focus on the fact that my mom's car was in the driveway but she wasn't home.

Harry's usually bright eyes were a dull shine now as I pushed past him to go downstairs.

"I have better things to do than be fooled by boys." I muttered to myself as I ran down the stairs.

The backyard, I thought. Maybe I should check there.

I heard Harry stumbling down the stairs, shouting my name as I ran out my back door. I looked over the expanse of my backward, containing a gazebo and a garden of different sizes and shapes of flowers.

I remembered the flower patch at school that Harry used to take me to.

No, I thought, that's over.

Once I looked over the entire area to find that it was empty, I stepped back in my house to run straight into Harry's chest.

"Clara!" He exclaimed, trying to wrap his arms around my waist to keep me in place.

"Not now, Harry!" I shouted, and he let me go immediately at my tone. I wanted to smirk but I held it back as I thought of the only place that she could be.

And as if on Que., I heard a noise come from below my feet, where my basement was.

Immediately my veins filled with dread.