First Sight

8th Chapter

EARLY UPDATE! Thank you guys for reading and voting, it means a lot to me :) 1k reads, now that is crazy. This chapter is kind of short, but it's getting better :) 

Camila POV

Seeing a picture that might be the girl who I think it is, disturbs me. I don't even know Harry that much but I care about him more then myself. This jealous rage is out of control and it's stupid because I don't know if it's even her. Why would Harry hide a girl from me? 

His house disturbed me more. It was completely dark, quiet, and scary. The house itself looked abandoned. Harry shouldn't be living in that type of environment, it's unhealthy and really scary. How could he live there? There is no life in there. That one questions that keeps on bothering me is "who is Charlotte?" But I'm afraid he will get mad and make up some lie like all guys do. I should know who she is since I am his girlfriend. Well at the moment, I don't know where are relationship lies. I still don't know if Harry was using me, it must have been some lie to just piss me off. That's what I hate, I believe everything I see or hear. It's the most annoying habit, and I hate it with a passion.

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I sit down at the same desk in English, and Harry is there early. I want to be mad at him because I still don't know if he was using me. Harry is giving me the silent treatment, it must have been the whole scene I made the other day. I shouldn't have made a big scene about it, that day my blood was boiling and it just came out that way. There is so many questions I want to ask him, but my curiosity is getting the best of me. It's frankly kind of getting annoying, that must be another reason he is ignoring me. Wouldn't blame him.

We were reviewing about Julius and Caesar today in English I couldn't pay attention because my thoughts wouldn't go away. They kept asking "Who is Charlotte?" "Why was Harry drinking?" "Was Harry using me?" So many questions, and none are getting answered. My mind is my worst enemy, and I have to deal with it everyday and it kills me. 

After English, the classes flew by so quick and I don't even remember what I learned. This is bad, really bad. School should be my first priority, then boys. The past two weeks, I have been slacking off and not turning in anything. My grades are low, and my mom is going to be pissed.

A boy, ruining my education, was the number one rule my mom will always tell me. "Don't let boys get in the way of your education!" My mother wants me to be successful and get a nice job. When she had me, she was 18 and didn't go to college. My mother pushes me about paying attention in school and don't let boys get in the way, just like she did. She was a single mother, and it was tough. My mom wants me to go to the best college and get my degree. I don't know about now, Harry is ruining that chance for me.

After school, I saw Harry with his friend and I don't know if I should go up to him and ask if it was true. Most boys do hate it when their girlfriends interrupt their conversation with his friends. But I couldn't care less, I need answers, and if I don't ask, it's going to kill me. 

Harry looks at me while I walk towards his direction and he seems surprise. His friends looked at one another and went their different ways. My voice starts to tremble and anxiety starts to build. "Harry, I'm sorry if I might have embarrassed you the other day in front of the whole school. I didn't mean it, I was just full of anger that day. But please tell me, is it true? If it is, I don't want to be waisting my time and not get the same true satisfaction. Just tell me." The words flooded out of me, and needed to be said.

Harry face went from 100 to 0 in 2.1 seconds. He doesn't look happy about what I said. Harry lips kept on quivering and couldn't find the right words until, "Of course not, just thinking about it makes me sad because I could never do that to you. Camila, you are the most special and beautiful girl I ever met. I don't want to ruin anything between us." He takes another deep breath, "You mean so much to me, I always think about your lips like I am addicted to it. The past few days, it has been hell without you. I need you." With the words, our lips connected.

Harry means what he said. I may sound stupid to just forgive him real fast, but I know he is telling the truth and also what he feels. All the curious questions went away, but there is one question left. Who is Charlotte?

"Well umm, are we still together?" Harry ask with a little laugh.

"Of course," we both laughed together.

Harry dissconnects are lips and ask me under his breath, "Can I bring you to my parents today?"

My body froze, and gave a quick nod. Harry bringing me to his parents? I didn't even think he had parents. This is a huge step in our relationship. 

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