The Plane Crash

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Harry

I quickly pulled myself up while throwing shorts and a t-shirt over me. Then I rushed to our parents bedroom to wake them up while Gemma called 911. "Mom! Dad! Wake up the house is on fire!" Both of their eyes quickly popped open and they rushed me and Gemma outside. "C'mon kids!" My mum yelled. We got outside and watched as Gemma and I's room burnt to pieces. I started to cry. My bed, my clothes, my TV, my computer-all gone. Gemma started to cry also and she pulled me into a tight hug. And then the fire department showed up.

They flew so fast in front of me that I didn't even know what was going on anymore. The cops showed up a couple minutes after and started to question us. We explained that we all were sleeping and that nothing seemed suspicious. It took two hours for them to put the fire out. It ended up being that the upstairs bathroom and Gemma and I's bedroom burned down. The firefighters came out with a melted looking computer. My computer.

"This," He gestured towards it. "Was the cause of the fire. It overpowered and caught on fire. I suggest you keep everything electronic off when you're not using it." I felt so bad. This was all because of me-because I was stupid enough to leave my computer on. I cried into Gemma's shoulder as she tried to comfort me. "It's okay, little bro, it's over now," She rubbed circles on my back and made me sit down in the grass. "Just sit there for now and take time to calm down." I thanked her and took deep breaths. I still couldn't believe this was all because of me.

Tara

My mum and I were watching the news. A story came on about a fire in another town, I wasn't paying attention until I heard the lady say " The Styles family." I knew Harry's last name was Styles but maybe it was another Styles family. I started to sweat and panic. "What's wrong, Tara?" My mum asked. "Nothing, mum, everything's fine." I have her a fake smile and stared at the screen. They weren't releasing the names of the family members so I decided to call Harry.

It took three rings for someone to pick up. But this voice wasn't familiar.

"Hello?" I heard a woman say. "Hi..is Harry there?"

"Um..he's actually sitting outside with his sister. I'm his mum. May I ask who's calling?" My heart raced as the conversation went on. "My name is Tara...I'm Harry's friend from the island." "Oh..." Is all she managed to say. "Well, you see, Tara, we just went through something traumatic, can I have him call you tomorrow?"

No, I want to speak to him now.

"Yes." I managed to say and after we hung up, tears pricked the corners of my eyes. I ran to my room and closed my door.

I lied down in my bed and stared up at the ceiling. At least he's okay, and his mum and sister. I didn't know about his dad but I was hoping he was okay too. The tears started to roll down my cheeks. From the picture on the TV screen, his house wasn't completely burned down so that was good, most of it was still there. But it still hurt me to see this.

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Sorry that chapter was so short, I'm kinda busy right now and I felt bad because I haven't updated in a while. Sorry bout' that. Also, I might be changing the cover and the name of the book so look out for that! I'll try to update soon! Bye!