Curly Hair and Skinny Jeans

Chapter 4- Why Did This Have to Happen to Me ?

Everythings so dark, it's pich black and I have no idea what's going on. I sit up and feel like i haven't used my body for years. I try to rub my face to help me see but something coarse is blocking the way. Freaking out i start to pull on the object. There's a string by my neck maybe that'll help, so I pull on the string and light pours into my aqua eyes. 

"Where am I ?" I say out loud looking around me. There are big trees everywhere, plush green grass, and forest everywhere.

"I don't know love, but thank goodness you're alright." 

"Wait what...who are you ?" I ask looking at the person sitting infront of me.

"I'm Harry..."

"Harry Potter ?" I smile alittle laughing to myself.

"No I'm just Harry !" He exclaims laughing a bit.

"But really...who are you ?"

"I'm Harry...Harry Styles...do you not remember me, love ?" I shake my head and put my face into my palms.

"I don't know who you are, where I am, and...and...I don't remember anything. How did this happen ?" I start crying uncontrollably. Why is this happening ? I never cry...

"Cameron, love I-" 

"How do you know my name ? How...What are you doing here...please tell me, I can't rememver anything." I said trying to speak as clearly as possible through my tears.

"You really don't remember a thing. Bloody Hell, it was terrible. You were outside at the concert for some reason and I came outside to give you your cellphone. Then we got locked out and we ran into paparazzi, see," He pulled out his phone and showed me pictures trending on Twitter and Facebook. I looked at the caption under a picture of us: "The British singer from popular boy band, One Direction seen with a fan wearing his jacket and coming from the exit door from backstage. Who was this fan ? and is there something between her and the heart-throb Harry Styles ?" That can't be me...the last thing I remember is being at home getting ready for something. But was i really wearing his jacket ? I looked down and there it was, dusty and on my small figure. 

"I-if that's all...why can't I-I remember anything ?" I asked stuttering.

"That's not all," Harry explained while turning his green eyes to look at the green grass, "I went to find another way in, so we went back to the backstage exit, but it was locked. After that this barmy old chap took you to the ground and put a bloody awful bag over your head. When I heard you scream I went after him. We started fighting and all, then I hit him right in the chest. He fell back and landed on your head rather hard. I tried to see if you were OK, but he just grabbed me and threw me into a truck and I couldn't see a thing. He put you there too and when I woke up I was here...but you weren't awake or anything. And I-"

At this point all I've been thinking was 'why did this happen...why did this have to happen to me ?'. Then I went back to what Harry was explaining and had to ask: "How long was I out for.."

"What ?" Harry asked while wiping a tear from his eye.

"How long was I unconsious ?" I asked looking up at him with my teary blue, ocean eyes.

"about three days love," I started bawling, "but I'm gald you're okay." He said looking at me smliing. He hugged me and i couldn't help but notice a sameness about his comforting hug. It was strange...like this wasn't the first time...

Harry helped me up off the ground and i dusted myself off. We didn't know where to go so we just walked forward. I was determined to find out what had happened the night we were kidnapped...and why I was alone at night with Harry Styles.

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