Best Summer Ever

Chapter 11- Its All My Fault

::::::::::Chloe's POV::::::::::

I really hoped Harry was happy. Liam and Charlotte were standing in the arcade room, glaring at me.

"Hey." I say awkwardly.

"Chloe. Can I speak to you?" Charlotte said through gritted teeth. I nodded. What did i do?

"Yup." I say. She grabs my arm, and drags me to the other end of the deserted arcade.

"Did you let them try and win you over?" She asks.

"Yes, but i was forced. I don't like this." I say. She looks at me.

"Damn it, girl. Then break it off." She hisses. I look at her.

"Charlotte, you don't understand. I NEED them. But i can't have both of them. I need to know which one is best for me." I say. She looks at me in pity.

"I know. Its because of.." She started. I put a hand over her mouth.

"Yes." I say. I yank it away before she can lick or bite me. Yeah she would actually do that. Her blonde hair was in a long ponytail, and it was swinging, as she crossed her arms.

"Then do eeny-meeny-miny-moe. Girl, you can't continue this. You will break their hearts." She says. i nod.

"I know. Please, just one more week. Please." I beg. I was desperate now. I needed someone to fill the empty hole in my heart that.... The accident had caused. She nodded.

"Ok. Liam will understand. he just doesn't want his best mates getting hurt, you know?" She asked. I nodded, understanding her, despite her Canadian accent. I walked back over to Liam, and explained to him that it would only be one more week. Then, i would break it off, and move on. He nodded, and we snuck out of the arcade tent. I pulled my phone out, and texted El and Perrie i was going home with Char and Liam. I had slipped my phone away, and i was about to jog to catch up with the happy couple, who was ahead, when i hand slipped over my mouth, and another grabbed me, and pulled me back. i almost bit the person, but a soft voice stopped me.

"Trying to escape?" He laughed. I almost smiled. Harry. He was too clever. I whipped around.

"Maybe."

"Well, aren't you the little bad-ass." He says, pulling me closer to him. He touches his soft lips against mine, and his mouth and i do a little bit of dancing-in-sync. My hands go through his hair, and his hands explore my body. Maybe i should stop the details there. After we ere finished with our little makeout session, we pulled away, breathless. We sat there for a little bit, holding hands, until it was almost dark. He brightened, and pulled me out of the empty tent we were in. He dragged me through the seas of people, who parted, like he was Moses or something. He pulled me all the way to the Ferris Wheel. I was terrified of heights.

"Um... I can't." I say. He shakes his head.

"Nonsense."

"No, i am afraid of heights." I protest.

"Then you are getting over that fear, m'lady. After you!" He says, gesturing for me to get into the cart. I took a shaky breath, and stepped inside the cart. We went all the way to the top, but we came to a jerking halt. I panicked. He looked slightly concerned, but played it cool. he took m hand.

"Chlo, its gonna be alright. I promise you. Its gonna be alright." He says, gently. I shake my head. He points forwards.

"Look. Look at the sunset. Its almost as bright and beautiful as you. But, even though its second, its not very close." He says. I nearly melt. I crack a smile. I snuggle in closer to him, and he wraps his arms around me. I rest my head on his shoulder, and we gaze at the sun, which was slowly setting. y fear started to slip away, and soon, i was enjoying myself. I talked with him, and engaged him in a game of Twenty Questions. By the time we had played three rounds of that, so 120 questions, the Wheel started to turn. I sighed. But, not in relief. I was...Disappointed? The stars were shining, and i was in a good mood, so i had an idea. I pulled Harry out to where he had said his motorcycle was. I sat down, and he sat down behind me. He wrapped his strong arms around me, and a shiver went down my spine. I revved the engine, and found my way going down the roads to my favorite place. I turned on a gravel path, and kept driving until i was at the top of the hill. The tallest hil in California. You could see the whole city, and it was beautiful. The lights were glistening, and the air was perfect. I felt around inside the tree hollow. I found my special box, and pulled it put. Then, i pulled out a couple of things. A large picnic blanket, and two small extra ones, just in case. I laid them out, and fell down onto the picnic blanket. Harry laid down next to me, an we looked up at the night sky. I pointed out a bunch of constellations, and he did as well. My eyes began to droop, and soon, i felt tired. I closed my eyes, even though i was trying not to, and descended into darkness.

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I woke up in the back seat of a dark car, I sat up straight. Was i being kidnapped? Wait, i wasn't tied up....I looked around in a panic, but stopped, when i saw Harry in the front seat, talking to the driver. He saw me, and turned around, grinning.

"You fell asleep, and i couldn't drive you home asleep on a bike, so i called Jeffery." He said, pointing to the driver. A gloved hand waved to me, and i waved back.

"Oh Ok. Thats good. What time is it?" I say, yawning. Harry pointed at the clock. Holy shit!

"2:47!!!!!" I yelped. Harry winced.

"Yeah/ Now get back to sleep, your eyes are drooping again, and you seem tired." He said. Sure enough, my eyelids were pretty heavy. Curse my thick eyelashes and their heavy weight. They closed, and i drifted off, once again.

*DREAM*

I was sitting in the back seat, and i was terrified. The accident! I checked out the people in the front. Oh my god. I choked back a sob. It was Harry and niall. Harry was sitting in a funny position, his neck angled weirdly, and his eyes staring straight ahead. I let out a strangled scream. Niall was slumped over in his seat, but i could see the shallow rise and fall of his chest. The car was crumpled, and there was blood. I wailed.

"NO!" I screamed. It wasn't fair! I let a few tears out, but soon, I was convulsing, as the sobs and wails were getting louder, and the crying harder. It was my worst nightmare. It was all my fault. Harry was dead. Niall was in a coma, just like last time. I screamed again, mad at the unfairness, mad at the world, mad at Harry, mad at Niall, mad at myself. This needed to end. I loved them. All four of them, and now they were all gone. Maybe i should join them.