I'm Not Sure of My Feelings for You 2 (Harry Styles and Camila Cabello)

Chapter 100 Death of Me?

"CAM?! Camila, wake up!" I shout. I don't shake her I'm afraid to, instead I hold her in my arms.

  "Harry what are you yelli-Oh my god, Camila!" Maria shouts running into Cam's room. "Romeo!" She shouts, as large footsteps run up the stairs.

  "Holy shit, Camila. I'll call the ambulance." He says running to the phone that is in Cam's room.

  "Harry are you alright?" I shake my head as my answer. I can't hear anyone as I watch the face of my love turn pale.

  "HURRY THE FUCK UP!" I shout as Romeo says goodbye to the person on the phone.

  "Harry don't cry sweetheart she'll be alright." Maria says. Since when am I crying? I feel my cheek and low and behold I'm crying.

  "I'm fine don't worry about me just-just." I can't finish my sentence as my head falls into the chest of Cam. She is my only comfort.

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A moment later Romeo is in the room and I ripped from holding Cam. Large men surround her strapping her to a gernie as Romeo holds me back from Cam. The world is spinning all around me everything is blurry, everything is so fast and its as if I'm blinded from everything except her.

  "Cam!" I shout as Romeo still holds me back. "Cam!"

I run out the door behind them into the darkness of the night, the only light is from the moon. I watch as the ambulance drives away down the street. I run behind the truck until I can't run anymore.

  "Harry! C'mon!" Romeo shouts from his car. I'm out of breath but I have to get to her so I run back to his car.

                 Cam's P.O.V:

I feel so free and light in a weird way...its nice. I'm so relaxed right now, aww look at the pretty birds.

I don't know why everyone is so stressed right now, I feel perfect! The pain in my stomach has gone away, and I feel younger with no worries on my mind. It's a strange feeling but- Harry!

There he is...why is he crying? He shouldn't be crying there is nothing to be sad about. I love him.

                Harry's P.O.V:

We've been here for three hours, its now two in the morning. Everyone is tired except for me, I'm stressed. All of Cam's uncles are here and her cousins.

I'm standing by the door my side lent on the wall. I couldn't go near her after what they told me...Cam is in a coma, a minimal coma. A minimal coma being that she will be in it for a couple days, she may not remember some things, but other than that she will be alright.

The only thought that is weighing me down is what if she doesn't remember me?! I couldn't live with something like that, I couldn't live without her. If she forgets me it will be like that lame movie she made me watch, The Vow. I never thought much about that movie, but now I hope that the characters problems don't turn into our problems.

  "Harold could you hand me Camila's bag please?" Maria asks. "It's alright sweetheart."

I grab the small turquoise bag with gold polka dots on it and hand it to Maria. The bag sent electricity through me when I touched it.

  "Thank you, hijo." She says something in Spanish that I don't understand.

  "You're welcome." I say and return to my spot by the door.

  "So you are the sex god of a boyfriend: Harry, huh. I'm Pamela."  One of Cam's cousins ask me.

  "Do I look like it?" I ask.