Destined ★Harry Holland Fan Fiction★

Chapter 10

Harry's PoV

I haven't slept for two days. I haven't been able to sleep at all since Camilla left. I can't believe I've done this. I lie in bed scrolling through my Instagram and see a selfie of her and Tom on her account, watching age of ultron the day she went home, I can't tell if she's happy or sad, but I like it anyway.

I go to try call Camilla again and see I've already tried to call her 23 times so I decide not to. Sam walks in. "Man you're a mess, you need to get up, we're going out to the beach, come on. Get changed and meet us downstairs."
"No, I'm fine. Just bring me up some breakfast and I will be good." I reply and turn my phone off, throwing it to the end of my bed. "Nope, you're coming, this isn't an option. Being all depressed isn't gonna bring her back, everything will be fine, now just enjoy yourself. We've still got over week left, enjoy it." And all I manage to say is "okay."

Camilla's PoV

They fixed my nose up in A&E. We're walking back to the car. Tom gets a call and I spot the caller before he answers, Harry. I get into the car and he gets in too. "Hey budd what's up." "No sorry I'm not with her right now." "Okay just enjoy the holiday, I've gotta go." He hangs up and look at me, I look down at the ground, tears beginning to surface.

With his hand he lifts my chin up and moves his face closer to mine, tilting his head. "Tom, what the hell are you doing?" I ask.
"Helping you forget about Harry." He says and kisses me. I have no idea what he's doing, i pull away. "Come on Camilla, no strings attached, I want to help you." And so this time he kisses me again and i let him. He places his hands on the side of my face.

Toms PoV

How am I meant to tell Camilla that I'm still in love with her. As I kiss her, brushing my hands through her hair I wonder what I'm actually doing. We broke up for a reason, but she thinks we're just kissing to forget about Harry. It wasn't fair to her when I was always away filming, it was ruining her life when she could be with someone who haves more time for her. It hurt me when I had to pretend that the whole dating thing was a mistake.

I broke off this time and looked her in the eyes. I gulped really hard, trying to forget the mess I just put myself in, "Everything will work out Cam, just give it time." I say and start the car. I don't take her back to her apartment though, I head in the direction of mine. "Tom this isn't the way back to my apar..."
"Yea I know, I want you to stay at mine for a bit until you know who's stalkish ex has pissed off to her dingey part of the neighbourhood."

She laughed and it was music to my ears. "Okay I will come stay with you but please can we go collect a suitcase of clothes first?"
"Sure." I say and turn around.

Harrys PoV

When we get to the beach I sit down on my beach towel, underneath the shade of the umbrella, sunglasses on, and just look out to the sea, it's slightly relaxing. As if I can forget the mess I'd caused. I've been counting down days till we go home for what seems like ages now.

It gets too hot so I take my shirt off and throw it onto the sand next to me, the others have gone in the sea so I lie down and sunbathe. What I didn't realise is that I was so relaxed that I fell asleep.

I wake up and open my eyes, everyone is sat down around me in their towels, Sam is... holding my phone? "Sleeping beauty's awake guys." Olly says smirking and they all laugh.
"Oi, bro what are you doing on my phone?" I asked, standing up quickly and snatching it out of his hand.

I turn it on and it immediately goes onto Instagram. "What the fuck Sam! You twat!" I say as I notice he posted a picture of me asleep on my account with my sunglasses on, the caption saying some cheesy shit like 'catching the sun'.
As I'm about to delete it I notice that Camilla liked it, I sit back down and don't talk for the next hour.

Camillas PoV:

I'm sat on Toms sofa, he just went out to the shops to grab a few things, about 10 minutes ago, he should be back in a minute. I scroll through my Instagram and I stop dead in my tracks when I see a topless picture of Harry. I sigh a heavy, shaky breath, whilst I like it.

I lose control of my hands and my phone falls to the floor. All the memories of what happened comes flooding back like a tsunami. I can't breathe, the room is spinning, I'm shaking, I can't breathe, I can't breathe, oh gosh I need help. I fall onto the ground, on my knees, and breathe heavily, as loud sobs exit my mouth.

A sound of a key in the door appears, way too loud, I put my hands over my ears in attempt to make the sound go away. My vision goes blurry, I still can't really breathe, tears continue to fall. I feel someone come to my side and embrace me into a hug. "Hey hey hey, it's okay, I'm here, deep breaths okay, deep breaths, it's okay, don't worry." I hear the voice say.

I immediately start to calm down and my senses balance, I can breathe again. I look up and see Tom looking at me, extremely worried. "I'm sorry," I say, crying slightly, "I can't control myself, I miss him."
"Don't be sorry! It's okay, everything will work out, he will be home soon. What was that by the way? That episode?"
"I don't know, I've never had one before."
Tom kneels to my side, and pulls me up onto the sofa and then sits beside me.

"Do you think maybe it was a panic attack?" He asks and I nod slowly, it makes sense. He embraces me into another hug, I just want this hell to be over. "I think I know just the thing you need right now..." he begins.