I sit on the first bench I find in the park. I've always loved parks. Fresh air and beautiful sun. Here in parks it's always quiet so I can think properly. Think about everything and making hard decisions. When I'm sad I go to park. When I'm depressed I go to park. When I'm happy I go to park. Park is my favourite place. When I was five, mom always used to take me to parks. And since then, I always go to parks. It calms me. I probably sound like an old lady. What can I do? Sue me.
I'm in this park for 15 minutes. I feel better now though. I don't know should I tell Harry about Luke's weird actions. I called him before I drifted off to sleep. But he didn't answer. Okay he was probably sleeping, so I'm just over reacting. Like always. But he's acting very strange lately. Four days ago I called him, but his mom answered. And as we talked I hear Gemma screamed I hate you Harry! That was weird because they never fight. Okay, they do a lot, but Gemma always says to him dickhead or asshole ,but never something like that. I'm just making up some reasons to explain myself this situation. But, even a blind man can see that something isn't right. And he doesn't want to tell me. But why? He's my adorable boyfriend and I really love him. I know I'm only 17 and too young to think that I found my real love. But, I think Harry is the love of my life. He's also my first boyfriend, I even had my first kiss with him. But what if-no no, he loves me. He loves me so much I know. He would never hurt me. Oh, why am I doing this? I keep fooling myself when I know something isn't all right.
''Christine? Oh my god you're so big!'' female voice speaks behind me. I turn and see one lady, in her early 40 probably. She looks familiar. Where did I see her? Whe- Oh that's right. She's my mom's friend. well, it's been awhile since I've seen her.
''Celine, how are you?'' I ask, standing up to hug her. She babysat me when I was little. And she was like my best friend. Weird. But, then she moved and she and mom stopped talkinga dn they still don't.
''Oh for the love of God, call me Celly. I missed you.'' She says and hug me. ''So how are you honey? How's Kate?'' she askspolitely and sits near me.
''Umm I'm okay, and mom's okay too. Well, Bella came home.'' I answer.
''Bella? Really?'' she ask in surprise and I nod ''That's great.'' I laugh at her. One thing I remember is that she always made me laugh without trying.
''Were you at your boyfriend's place?'' she smirk and I furrow my eyebrows. Why would she th- Oh yeah. I'm wearing Luke's clothes.
''No. I was at my friends house and he gave me something to sleep in.'' I fake smile. Fake? Yeah fake. I don't feel like smiling at all. I have one strange feeling that makes me want to cry, eat chocolate and watch Titanic over and over again.
''Honey are you okay?'' she asks, moving hair off my face. She was always like my aunt. But, then she got married five years ago and got pregnant and since then, she doesn't have much time for other things.
''I am, thank you.'' I answer politely.
''But, dear you're crying. I know you didn't see me for a while but you can still talk to me. Like in good old times. I'm still your old Celly! You can still talk to me like I'm your bestie.'' she says and wipes my tears away with her thumbs. I didn't even notice I'm crying. ''What's the matter?'' She comes closer to me.
''You can whisper in my ear so no one can hear.'' She teases. Good old Celine. I smil a little. Oh well I need to talk with someone and she was always good in conversations and those serious things. Soo...What can I lose?
''His name is Harry.'' I starts and see her smirk.
''So it's a boy. I'm a real professional in that.'' She jokes and chuckles. Told you she's funny. I take one big breath and continue.
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Fanfic❝I'll love you until the rain stops crashing.❞ A story about Harry and Christine. About their strong and endless love. The same love that will be tested in many ways. Mistakes will be made, tears will be shed, hearts will be broken. Shared looks fu...