Curls and Caramel

Chpater 19

I woke up covered in sweat from the bad dream I had. It was dark all around me and it felt like i was just floating in nothingness. All I could hear was Izzy saying 'You're losing me," over and over and I couldn't do anything about it. I really hope that the dream doesn't mean anything. 

I run my hand through my wet hair going down the stairs to the kitchen to get me a cool glass of water. Filling it up, I gulp it down and return back to bet. It's only one in the morning so I secide to fall back asleep. Hopefully I don't have that dream again, but it does. This time she was saying 'I'm losing you,'. Fuck. I go to the bathroom mirror and see that I have little bags under my eyes. Even better.

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"Harry get down here unless you don't want to have any breakfast." Liam calls from the kitchen. I trudge down the stairs, my eyes adjusting to the light. I enter to the aroma of bacon, eggs and pancakes. My stomach does a little gurgle just by the scent.

"Hey look who's up." Louis says pouring orange just into his cup. I sit down at the table covered with food. What's the big occasion? Liam doesn't cook like this unless it's something important. 

"Morning guys." Everyone is all well rested while I look like I came home late from a party hungover.

"You slept like a rock. Even Niall's loud guitar playing couldn't wake you up." 

I look over to Niall who has his plate covered in food. "You did what?" He says I didn't move and inch. I rub my hand through my hair again and decide to check up on Izzy. She didn't call me last night so I'm a little worried.

"Where are you going Harry? Aren't you going to have something to eat?" Zayn asks with concern in his voice.

"I'm going to check on Isabelle. She said she'd call, but she didn't."

"At least have something to eat while you walk." Zayn hands me some bacon wrapped in a paper towel. I take it knowing I'm going to need it.

"Thanks," I grab my jacket and head out the door. As I start to walk I wonder what could've happened. I know her mom isn't here yet so that's not an option. Maybe she got tired and forgot to call. I'm going to stick with that suggestion.

"Harry!" Flash.Flash.Flash. Now I can't even walk to my own girlfriend's house without being caught. I might have to find a different and private route.

"Where are you going?" THe photographer asks taking a few more photos. The flash blinds me for a while making me blink my eyes so I'm able to see.

"Nowhere, just going for a walk." I respond as nicely as I can. Sometimes I just want to snap at them, but I know better. He keeps following me as I walk asking some questions every few minuets. 

"To be honest I think you and your girlfriend make a lovely couple. Don't let anything or anyone get in the way of your relationship." What he says stops me from continuing to walk. I turn around to the man and give a small nod.

I finally get to her pleasntly built brick house. The door is locked and I have no clue where the spare key is. As I'm about to ring the doorbell, I see a figure in the window from the conner of my eye. Stepping back to get a better view, I not only see Izzy but I see someone else. I could immediately tell it wasn't a girl. Unfortunately, I can't make out any features of the guy. I'm not even sure if they're friends, but what on earth could he be doing in her house? Let alone in her room. 

I'm trying not to think about anything negative lie if she's cheating on me. I know for a fact that she isn't. I decide to go back home and be patient until she calls me. I trust her that whatever's going on she'll find a way to deal with it.