Look For Me || Luke Hemmings

Chapter 10

Harry's P.O.V.

The car ride to Sacramento was quite annoying since Mark had to come with, as adviced by Modest. I would have gladly left him, but he wouldn't let me have it.

"So what's so special about this Lauren girl?" He casually asks playing with his soda can.

"She's different." I simply answered even though I could elaborate that more.

"Just like every other girl you've fallem for?" Mark smirks. It was once again one of those times where I wanted to fucking punch someone to control the anger I've balled up inside. This is like Zayn all over again.

"No." I snapped. "Like I said, she's different." I add before focusing on the car window.

We've been on the road for two hours and it was a heck load of a ride. Traffic and Mark's constant mockery of my feelings. He clearly does not see the difference between love and lust.

"So Harry, tell me, what if you've gotten what you want from this girl?" Mark asks, with a grin and a cocky tone.

"I want her love. And I want her to be mine and to stay."

"Or you just want her virginity..." I hear him mumble, twirling the straw in his can. I'm pretty sure he has something he's hiding.

"Don't be too ull of yourself."

"That's what you said with your last girlfriend. 'I want her to stay.' How pathetic." He spat, quite rudely.

To be honest this isn't a first that he's been a dick to me. He always makes these insults whenever I'm in love. After talking to Modest, he's been like this since my last girlfriend. He knows what I've been up to, and he uses it against me.

I balled up my fist and just tried to keep myself under control. I wouldn't want to cause commotion, now would I?

"Whatever." I just tell him.

He knows quite well about my old days, when I first started in this business. I got the power in my head before, and I thought I could do everything, from partying, to hooking up, and getting girls. It wasn't all ups for me, I'd get yelled at by Modest and backstabbed by paparazzi. It was just karma coming after me until I met this girl. She made my heart beat twice as fast like that was a natural thing. She made me happy and gave me the honor to be hers. We were actually happy. She helped me change and dismount my old habits. Then that time came when I realized it was a set up. Someone actually paid the girl, whom I loved so much, to use me and tried to get some juicy details. Then she left. Last I heard she committed suicide. It literally broke my heart, and I knowing I still love her breaks me so much. I wish she knew how much I loved her, maybe she could have stayed instead of leave. Not everything goes in out favor, I guess karma just comes for in unexpected ways and leaves you hurt and broken. Shattered even.

About an hour later we pulled up at a house. I was half asleep when the driver said we were here. They parked a few blocks away from Lauren's house, so it was good.

"I'll text you the hotel, so tomorrow we can leave, you understand?" Mark reminds me. I was rather pissed at him still, but I was fine with it. I needed him, so I iust had to control myself.

"Okay, see you later." I say before getting off the car.

It was 10 a.m. currently, as told by my watch. I wanted to be early to surprise her. I even got her flowers to say hello, and things to dazzle her family.

I hold on to the things I brought and swiftly but surely made my way to their door. I rang the bell and wated for someone to open the door.

Lauren's P.O.V.