Chapter 14

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Chapter 14

Harry’s P.O.V

Driving towards the skate park, I contemplated it was exactly I was going to do. Sure, enough drugs and drinks, and she’ll go away, I thought to myself. But I had never actually been to one of these parties, I had only heard about them. I knew the real reason in the back of my mind, but I pushed it further back, ignoring it completely. You’re pathetic. My subconscious mocked, making sure I was well aware of my true reasoning. I was going to this party to get away from her, to get lost in anything but her, but there was always the thought, bugging me. I was going to get away from her, but for some reason, I knew she would be there. I was trying to get away from her, but somehow finding my way back to her again. I caught myself in a trance of hope, but I pushed it to the back of my mind again, letting my anger fuel my journey. Unable to push out the thoughts of her, I turned on my radio, and began blasting my music. It wasn’t until I was in mid-chorus, screaming at the top of my lungs that I realized how pitiful I must have looked. Glancing over to the screen of my radio, I read the name of the song. “Since you been gone” the cover by A Day To Remember flashed across my screen. “ohmygod” I mouth to myself, quickly changing to the next song on my ipod. Having no luck, I skip passed too many sappy love songs, until I hear the familiar guitar riff of my favorite band. Reminding myself it’s still a love song, I go to change it again, but stop myself, remembering just how much I love this song and this band altogether. The familiar sound fills my ears, and as I stop at a stoplight, I begin to sing the chorus. “Tidal waves they rip right through me. Tears from eyes worn, cold and sad. Pick me up now, I need you so bad.” Tapping my hands on the steering wheel, I take in the lyrics. I can’t help but connect them to Louise, but somehow instead of feeling the piercing pain I’ve felt for the past day, I’m smiling. I reminisce on our time at the hospital, and I remember the feeling I have around her. The feeling that shoots through me when she smiles, or when I hear her beautiful laugh. Snapping out of my trance, I remind myself why I came here, and once again let my anger, pain, and frustration fuel me. As the song ends, and I finally pull into the parking lot of the skate park, the feeling of happiness that I felt fades away, replaced with sheer anguish again. Shoving my truck into park, I throw my ipod into my glove box, and grab my phone from the passengers seat. Quickly checking the time, I sigh, in hopes that tonight I will finally free Louise from my mind. Placing my hands on the wheel once more, I finally look out of my front windshield, and stop in my tracks.  Standing in front of me, is none other than the sublime, and enraging girl herself, Louise Marie Chamberlain.

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