secrets to tell... ♥

old friends..

in this chapter, your going to learn alot about julia. your gonna learn about her past, and how its going to effect her life in the moment.

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harrys pov

we drove around for a little, then we stopped at a school. we walked in she showed me her old home  room and met some teachers that were there getting ready for the  next school year.

we stopped and talked to a certain teavher that had helped julia get into musical arts.

"harry?, this is mrs. marrin shes partly the reason why im at musical arts. she gave me vocal lessons, because her herslef took ppart in the singing career" julia said introducing me.

"hi mrs. marrin, im harry julias boy friend" i said shaking her hand.

she seemed quite ne=ice, she was around her 20's and had a slim figure.

"nice to know, i was wondering why jey was carrying a british boy around haha" she said showing her smile.

"how'd you know i was british?" i said giving confused look

"news travels fast, my grandma probably mentioned you and you accent. small town, news travels fast" julia said sending me a smile

"yeah, haha im not used to this kinda stuff" i said laughing

it was like one of those awkward breaks in a conversation, wear no one talks but its just like.. well.. awkard

julias pov

we talked for a few minutes.

"hey remember josie? how is doing? i havent talked to her one bit since i left in fifth grade"

that was the truth. i havent talked to her in forever, and i was dying to catch up. and tell her all about musical arts, and my rising popstar boyfriend.

yeah you heard it. harry and the other lads were put into a boyband and recognized by simon cowell.

but enough of that. 

"she umm.. well jey.." she said, trying no eye contact.

"what tell me!" i said still smiling i hope this is good im so proud-

"she was in a car crash with jordan, he lost control of the car. she was killed on impact, plus she was covered in glass cuts, and third degree burns." she said that, and i just slipped ut of harrys hand.

and ran..

..and ran..

..and ran..

and ran.

the concrete and rocks were peircing holes in my sandals so i took them off. clutched them in my hand, so now it was peircing my feet.

rubbing blisters.

when i hit grass and sighed in releif i found wheree i was.

the

cemetary.

the only cemetary in town.

i found her grave.

sitting

breathing.

for what felt like forever but what was just two minutes.

"josie. please, you cant be gone.." i gulped, my throat hurt, i was holding back tears. it didnt