First Sight

7th Chapter

You guys probably hate me cause I haven't updated in months. I am so sorry, like sorry sorry. When school started, I lost my confidence with the story but I will explain at the end so enjoy :) xxx

Camila POV 

What does Harry mean by Charlotte? Who is she? I know he didn't just come here to just drink for fun, there is something going on. 

Harry wouldn't cooperate with Zayn and I. He couldn't walk, we literally drag him out of the old building. Why are you doing this to yourself? 

I'm not going to ask him "who is Charlotte?" not right now.

We put him in the backseat of Zayn's car and took the whole space. The sunlight was hitting his face and he would just groan. "Harry get up!" I tell Harry. 

He groans at me. " It's me Camila." His eyes popped wide open of hearing my name. " Ca... Camila?" Harry looks surprise when he sees me sitting next to him. He studies me like I am some kind of new creature he hasn't seen before.

Zayn parks his car in front of a house that needs some fixing to do, it must be Harry's. Harry is really hard to carry since he doesn't respond to us. 

We lay him down in the couch in his living room and Lauren went to the kitchen to get him a glass of water. The house is very dark and looks like no one lives here, there is no life in here. Does he live alone or something?

Harry's house is giving me chills down my spine, and it doesn't feel right. It feels like I am going to get suck in to this dark house and never come out. I need to leave right away.

"Hey I will be waiting in the car," I tell Zayn and Lauren. They both nodded still talking to Harry to see if he responds back to them. I walk towards the door but couldn't help to look at the pictures in the foyer room. It was full of pictures of people that I never seen before. Harry doesn't look like his parents, he has green emerald eyes with black hair, and his parents both have brown eyes with blonde hair. It quitely strange, but it might be passed down to his family.

This picture stand out to me, it was Harry smiling. Weird.

He is holding a girl in his arms and he looks very happy. It could be anybody, right? 

Harry POV

My head is pounding and I just want it to go away. How do I get here? What happened? 

I'm thinking too much that it's hurting my brain. 

It's 8 p.m. and nobody is home. I am not surprised.

My parents don't get home till around 12 or 1 a.m. They think I am in some kind of depression but in reality, I just don't want to talk or make any human contact. Ever since the death, nothing was the same. I lost myself, I didn't know who I was anymore, and nobody gave a dam. I was on my own, my parents knew it was hard on me, but I just wanted to be alone.

Flashbacks starts to play in my mind, and I see her staring right into my eyes with a huge smile in her face. She looks like her so much but it can't be. 

When my hangover started to wear off, I am seeing pictures and remembering voices of what I heard today. All I remember is hearing Camila voice telling me to get up. Why was Camila with me? I literally don't know what happened today. 

I am so sorry that I haven't updated in months, it felt like years to be honest. This is the shortest chapter I ever wrote, I AM SO SORRY. I know, I hate short chapters too, but it's better then nothing. The reason I haven't updated in months is because I lost my confidence. When school started, I literally forgot how to write. I really want to continue writing this story and tell you guys what happen. Pray for me that I will finish this story and get good grades in school. And again, I am so sorry, I felt really bad because I haven't updated in months. I hope this chapter makes you feel better. OH AND THANK YOU FOR 1K READS THAT IS SO CRAZY! I LITERALLY FREAKED OUT IN CLASS BUT THANK YOU SO MUCH I LOVE YOU! Follow me on twitter @carloswuey or @Niallsfinest xxx