Chapter 6
I pulled the camera on, when I came in the basement. The smell was gross and the walls were covered by sticky and slimy plants. She looked at me with her big scared brown eyes. She gasped for air and was almost choking when I grabbed her neck with my hand and pushed tightly to her throat. I let go for a second, and grabbed her neck again. A strange moan came out of her throat. She tried to pull away but she wasn't strong enough. She'll never be. She'll always be stupid little Eve. The bitch. She mumbled something i couldn't understand.
I screamed, helding my head against her face : ''WHAT DID YOU SAY STUPID BITCH? YOU SUCK IN EVERYTHING. YOU'RE NOT MEANT TO BE. YOU ARE A SHITTY WHORE.'' She started crying, the bitch. She makes me sick.
Dana's POV
I am worried. Harry hasn't talked for a week. He's hiding under the blankets on his bed in his room. He looks paler than ever. His usual swinging curls are hanging sadly around his face. Even the sparkles in his eyes were gone. This 'Eve' must mean something more. I can see he's hiding something, altough i don't know what. I know it's good to cry when someone dies, i was also weak and sad for a month when my grandfather passed away. But i never saw someone hurt as Harry. I don't know what it is, but it's almost frightening to look at him. When I look at him, the sad mood enters me too. I'm not the only one who feels that for sure, i can see the looks on the faces of the others also changing when they're near him. We just leave him alone for a bit. Since the concert and the fire, Sierra took him on a 'date', to cheer him up and to tell about her feelings. I can see they love each other, but something holds Harry back of loving. And nobody knows why. Sierra really tries to help him, make him feel better. But at the moment nothing will help Harry much.
Today we are arranging Eve's funeral. A hard thing to do, we don't do this usual. Liam, Zayn, Niall, Louis, Daniela, Laura. They were all here. Even Harry sat around the table. Still sad and covered in blankets though, but at least he's out of his room. That's the first step.
Liam cleared his throat and said: 'So..guys? Harry? What kind of flowers do you want?' Liam asks softly. He seems a little nervous, afraid for the reactions. But we don't deal with this situation everyday. As 'Daddy Direction' He takes the lead, as always. Such a sweetheart.
Then I heard a loud sob from my right. It belongs to Harry. He sounds like he breaks to a million pieces. He started to cry so loud, it made me swallow the my tears away. The tears were jumping out of his eyes. It sounds like he wanted to do this before. He just kept the tears in. Maybe that's why he looked so horrible. It's never good to keep your tears. Sierra putted her arm around his shoulders and starts whispering in his ear to calm him down. But then he looks away, and says with a cracking voice:
'Sierra? I'm so sorry, but I can't do this. I just can't. I'm not ready.'' I don't believe him. I can see in his eyes he's lying. He sobs loud and ran out of the room, then he slams the door behind him and I hear the heavy footsteps running upstairs. The sound is echoiing in my ears. Sierra walks away with tears in her eyes. I tried to follow her, but Zayn grabbed my arm and said:
''Let her go, she needs some time alone. Damn, why would he do that?' Zayn shook his head and sat back. I heard her walk down the hall, grabbing a jacket and walks outside. Poor, poor Sierra. She seemed really in love. Everybody coul see that. But i don't understand Harry. He needs a girlfriend right now. Someone who'll help him to solve his problems. Someone who'll be there when nobody is. Someone who cares. Someone who makes him feel fine. And Sierra seemed always perfect for that.
Sierra's POV
I'm walking down the street, the tears are streaming down my face. I can't believe it. I truly can't. I thought he felt the same way as i do. I thought he really meant all those things he said to me. And now.. now he says he can't do it? I know a week may not be long, but who was there sitting next to his bed wiping his tears away? Staying up to make sure he slept? Let him calm down? Being there for him? Yeah as far as i know that was me. Every boy is the same. All of them. No exception. All of them are heartless, only caring about themselves. I'm sure now that he never felt a thing for me.I couldn't return to my house. My mum and dad are on a holiday. I told them i was having a big sleepover with the boys. But i don't think i can handle it to be in the same house as him. He hurted me to much. I guess i'll call Samilia. She told me i could call her when i need it when she left. I haven't seen her in a while so it's time to catch up again.
After calling Samilia, i grabbed my suitcases at home and started packing. When i had gone trough my clothes, i notices a hoodie wich wasn't mine. I sniffed the smell, and memories returned.
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'I love you. I do. May I take you on a date after the concert?' He chuckled, and gave me the puppy look. Who can resist that?
'Sure!' I said and chuckled and layed my head on his chest. I felt his abs trough the caton. He started playing with my hair when I turned around and grabbed his head in my hands. I stroke his curls, and whispered:
'I love you.' He smiled, and gave me a soft kiss on my lips.
'I love you more than anything. Sierra, i mean it. I never felt this feeling directly when i saw someone. When i saw you, i saw the angels flew away who brought you to earth. And i know it sounds cheesy, but if it means i have to be cheesy to make you realize how much i love you, then i will be. It's the trugt. I love you.'
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I sighed. At that time we both didn't know what kind of drama was waiting for us. I rang Samilia's doorbell, and after a few seconds i heard footsteps. Then i saw a brown haired girl looking around the corner of the door.
'SIERRAA!'' she screamed, and pushed me tight into a hug.
''Yeah i missed you too babe, but can i breath?' I almost choked, and smiled at her.
She really changed. Her brown hair came around the middle of her back and it was wavy with a blonde glance. She has long lashes and brown eyes. She almost never wore make-up, she disikes it. The last time i saw her was at highschool, wich we both finished. But you know, we both gone in different directions. [ Directions, get it? get it? Haha, okay forget about that. ] We did stay in contact by the internet but it was hard. Finally i get to see her again!
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ello guys.
when i write something, i always first have to sort out my own feelings. Then the feelings of my caracters. Thats why it took a bit to write it. I had so many different ideas but it turns out to be something totally different lol.
Okay, ill post as soon as i can but i'm going on a little holidat sooo yeaah :D
BYE
xo Lise