Stop The World, I Think I'm in Love //h.s//

Chapter 7

Harry's P.O.V:

As I changed into some sweatpants, I couldn't help but think about the beautiful girl who has captivated my mind. Her long blonde hair, blue eyes, those full lips. I wanted to spend every second with her. I wanted to hold her around her tiny waist and keep her close to me. I wanted to be able to kiss those mesmerising lips without feeling the need to constantly look over my shoulder for the paparazzi. I wanted to be able to call her mine. I wanted to tell her that I love her, that I never want to leave her. Of course, I didn't fall for her, yet. It would be only a matter of time when I will fall for her, and I hope she will be there to pick me up. I know she will. Now that I have her number, I intend on calling her everyday. I will sure miss her, but it will only be a year until I will pack up from L.A and move to New York. Yes that was a plan that I just came up with and I am incredibly surprised with myself that I wanted to move all the way from a state to another state, for a girl that I met less than a week ago. For a girl that I went out on one date with. For a girl that I know for sure will be worth it.

"Hey mate, how was your date?" Louis asked, once I let him inside my hotel room.

I merely nodded my head, and grinned, indicating that I had the time of my life.

Louis laughed,"Okay, I'm glad your moving on from Cara, but what are you gonna do now that we are back on tour?"

"Simple. I'm coming back when we are done. I will stay contacted with her, Lou. That's a promise that I will keep."

Little did I know, was that promises were made to be broken.

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Fallon's P.O.V:

I woke up the next morning, with a smile on m face. I was more than ready to start the day.

I did my daily routine, put on my work clothes, and had a very simple breakfast.

There was a note on the table from my mom that read,

"Hey baby girl, I'm sorry I wasn't there to make you breakfast, but I was needed in the hospital. I love you so much, have a good day, and take care of yourself."

I smiled at how considerate my mother is. She is truly amazing.

I quickly walked to Starbucks, not intending to be late for work, when I met Jamiee. She was standing there with a smile on her face.

"Hey Jamiee, what's up with your face?" I laughed at my horrible joke.

"Oh shut up, you. How was your date?" she smirked.

Oh that's what she's on about.

"It was great, I had lots of fun. We share lots of similarities. But the sad thing is that I get to see him after a year, cause of his tour," I said sadly.

"Oh don't worry, it will be over before you know it," she said, obviously trying to cheer me up. It wasn't working, but I smiled at her attempt.

"Yeah, he promises to call me everyday, so we will see how that plays out."

Just as I said that, my phone started ringing. I answered without looking at the contact number.

"Hey Fall," a husky and very familiar voice said.

"Hello Harry," I said politely, but I couldn't stop the blushing, I'm just grateful that he can't see me.

"What are you doing, at this fine hour?" he wondered.

"Just working, what about you?" I asked.

"Packing. Sadly. But it's alright because there is now exactly 364 days till I get to see that beautiful face of yours."

At this point, my fave must be as red as a tomato," Well, 364 days till I get to see you, I'll wait for you, Harry, just don't forget about me," I said, jokingly.

Won't be much of a joke later on.

"I won't Fallon, look, I'll call you when your done with your work, wouldn't wanna hold you back. Text me when your done so I can call you."

"Bye Harry," I said.
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I soon finished my shift, and I was on my way home. That was, until Jamiee stopped me.

"Fallon, let's hang out today, what do you say?" she asked.

"Um, I really have to get back, my mom is probably back from her shift at the hospital," I said, apologetically.

"Cmon, we didn't hang out in so long. Let's do something fun, I promise I won't keep you more than three hours," she pleaded.

Well a couple of more hours won't kill anybody, right?

How wrong was I.

"Sure, no more than three hours, though," I said, not trying to be rude.

"I promise, now let's go have lunch."

She put her arm under my arm and we walked together, happily to a little Italian restaurant, just down the block.

We were quickly seated, and soon enough a waiter took our orders, and brought it back after fifteen minutes.

Jamiee and I kept a very light conversation. Throwing a couple of jokes here and there.

After lunch, we went to the nearest shopping mall, and shopped for two hours straight. By that time, I was pretty tired.

I had a lot of shopping bags, since I have my own hardworking money, I figured I earned it. I just wished that I hadn't spent so much of it, because in the very near future I would need it.

I soon went back home, and just as I was on the front door, I heard a scream from the inside. I quickly opened the door, and ran up to my
mothers room, with her window opened, her drawers that had her gold and silver, and some extra money incase of a rainy day, empty.

I searched the room for my mother, but couldn't find her. My mom has a master bedroom, so I checked the bathroom in her bedroom. And soon enough, I found my mother on the ground.

With her eyes closed.

Mouth opened.

And blood everywhere.

My mother has been murdered.