Destined ★Harry Holland Fan Fiction★

Chapter 9

I get another Uber to my apartment, and by the time I reach there it's 4pm and I'm so tired. I texted Sam when I reached Heathrow so he knew I was still alive. I walk up to my door and someone is sat there on their phone. He looks up and takes his hood off, smiling, oh phew, it's just Tom.

"Heyyy. What are you doing here?" I ask.
"I am here to be your moral support for tonight. Sam texted me and told me what happened, how are you holding up?"
"I'm holding up fine," I say unlocking my door and walking in, refreshed by the familiar smell of my apartment, "I've kinda just let my mind slip and forgot about what happened, I don't wanna think about it."

I pushed my suitcase into my room, passing Harry's bedroom and I release tears that I didn't even know I was holding back, it turns into ugly sobs. Tom runs up behind me and wraps me into a big hug, I turn around and hug him back, soaking his shirt. "Hey hey hey it's okay, don't be sad, everything will work out, he's your best friend. C'mon lets go watch a movie." He says and drags me into the living room.

I lie down on the sofa and he covers me with a blanket, and then he picks up my legs, sits down and then puts my legs down, on top of his lap. "You know I missed this." He says.
"Tom, I don't like you that way anym-"
"Not as a couple dimwit, just in general, I miss hanging out with you. Before we dated we were pretty tight, not as tight as you and Harry, no one compares to you two, but we were friends, and we hung out. And I think dating was a bad idea. But it was fun. A memory."

"Yea I miss that too. And I agree, it probably was a mistake but it was fun and I enjoyed it. Hopefully we can be good friends again."
"We will be Camilla, we will be. Now! What movie do you wanna watch?" He asks.
"Ugh I don't know, just find something on Netflix." I reply and shut my eyes for a second.

I suddenly hear the Spider-Man theme song. "My gosh you weirdo! You love yourself!" I say and laugh. He laughs too. "Kidding!" He says and puts on avengers age of ultron. "There we go, I know you like this film and I would put on one that you like better but I am NOT putting on a lovey dovey romantic comedy."

The movie seemed to be a blur, as I fell asleep. I wake up to the smell of KFC, it wakes me right up. "No you didn't!!! How did you remember!" I say as Tom hands me a plate with popcorn chicken and fries on. "You used to basically live in KFC, no one can forget that. You're obsessed." He says laughing as I scoff all the popcorn chicken in a minute. "Do you think you could marry a popcorn chicken?" I ask as I eat my fries in one go. "Oh Camilla Brown, you absolute weirdo, only you would ask such a question."

It gets later and Tom has to go home. "Just look after yourself alright, take care. I will check on you over text but I'm gonna be quite busy in the next few days, mums turning Harry's room into a gym and she needs help." I gulp when I hear his name again, "sorry." He says. "Drive safe, see you soon." I say and shut the door.

It's been two days since Tom came over, and Harry and everyone else have still got a week in Portugal. I get up early and go for jog, when I get back I decide to nap for abit. I am awoken an hour later by a knock at the door. Assuming it's Tom, I get up and walk to the door, opening it, and I'm not expecting who's here.

"Harry's not ho-"
"I told you to stay away from my boyfriend you bitch!" She says and punches me on the nose, I immediately feel blood start to poor. "How did you know I was here?!"
"I saw you jogging this morning, you ran past my house. You just ruined the best relationship I've ever been in, you're gonna regret it."

"Don't you think breaking my nose was good enough revenge." I say, my nose still dripping, onto the floor, luckily it's tile and I want to go grab a tissue but I'm not done with Anna. "Ew you look so ugly, why would Harry like someone like you." She says and walks down the corridors and to the stairs. "Harry likes who!" I shout but she doesn't reply.

I shut the door and I'm running to the bathroom now for a tissue. When I have one on my nose, it hurts like hell, my nose is definitely broken, I can feel it out of place. I know exactly who to call. But it goes straight to voicemail. "Shit." I curse.

I try again and to my relief he answers. "Camilla I'm kinda in the middle of something." He says but I ignore him.
"You have experiences with broken noses, what do I do?" I ask and it clearly caught him off guard. "What?! You broke your nose? How? Never mind don't tell me, I'm on my way, tell me in person." He says and ends the call.

There's a knock on the door, I check through the peep hole first, to be sure it's Tom and not Anna again, and it is Tom, I open up. "Wassup." I say with a blocked nose voice. "What the hell happened. Awe Cam, you've got blood everywhere." He says walking over the tiny puddle by the door, I didn't have time to clean it.

"Harry's psycho girlfriend came and punched me in the face."
"And you didn't punch back?"
"You know I don't do violence, now come on, what do I do, there's gotta be some kind of magic thing you do which puts it back in place. It really hurts Tom, I want the pain to go."
"It's okay, it's gonna hurt a bit, I need to take you to hospital, okay?" He says and I calm down a little bit.

"Okay." I say and so he drives me to the hospital.