Don't Forget About Us
Chapter 1
*June 2008*
(Harry)
I closed out my Facebook page and went to lay on my bed. It was pretty hot today and I really wanted nothing more than to do nothing today.
I was just about to doze off when I heard a faint beeping noise. I sighed and rolled onto my back. I tried to ignore it but my curiosity got the best of me and I walked to my window.
Someone was moving in to the house across from mine. It's been a while since anyone's been in there.
I walked down the stairs and out to see what was going on.
I watched as a girl with long black hair struggled with a box in her arms. Her foot caught on the curb and she stumbled to the floor.
"Fuck." she hissed getting up and brushing of bits of dirt and rock. "Hey, are you okay?" I asked her.
She turned around. She had tanned skin and gray eyes that looked almost silvery as the sun beamed in her face. "Um, yeah, I um, I'm fine." She responded.
"Harry." I said. "What?" She asked looking back up at me. "My names Harry." I finished.
"Oh, Davina." She replied, picking up the things that had fallen out of the box. She was about to pick it up again when I walked over to her.
"Here, let me help you with that." I said lifting the box out her hands. "Thanks." She breathed out.
"No problem." I said carrying it up the stairs. "So." She said sitting on my bed as he put the boxes down. "So." I repeated. "So,so." She laughed. "So, where you from?" I smiled.
"New York." She said reaching up to poke the dimple on my cheek. My nose involuntarily crinkled and I smiled wider.
"The city?" I asked. "The Bronx." She said pulling her feet under her. That would explain the accent. "Cool." I said nodding my head.
"Very cool, so where do you live?" She asked. I jerked my head forward and my curls bounced around my face slightly. "Just over there." I said. She looked out the window and to my house.
"Davina!" I heard someone call. "Shit." she muttered. "I have to go." She stood up. "Okay." I said walking to the door.
"It was nice meeting you Harry." She smiled before running down the stairs and out the backdoor. I smiled and put my hands in my pockets, walking out the front door.
*Present Day*
'Davina' I smiled moving the broken heart necklace up and down the silver chain. On the front of it said 'Davina' and on the back it had the word 'Always' etched into it.
We had these necklaces made together. Hers' had 'Harry' on the front and 'Forever' on the back of it. I wonder what made me think of her.
I hadn't spoken to her in three years. I got letters and texts but I never replied. I wished I had, I missed her. "Hey mate, what's that?" I heard Lou ask me.
"Nothing." I sighed dropping the necklace back under my shirt. "Well then, let's go." He said shrugging and walking out the car.
I took a deep breath and shook all thought of her out my head, or at least I tried to. I put on a fake smile as I saw camera lights flash and paparazzi start to mob us.
(Harry)
I closed out my Facebook page and went to lay on my bed. It was pretty hot today and I really wanted nothing more than to do nothing today.
I was just about to doze off when I heard a faint beeping noise. I sighed and rolled onto my back. I tried to ignore it but my curiosity got the best of me and I walked to my window.
Someone was moving in to the house across from mine. It's been a while since anyone's been in there.
I walked down the stairs and out to see what was going on.
I watched as a girl with long black hair struggled with a box in her arms. Her foot caught on the curb and she stumbled to the floor.
"Fuck." she hissed getting up and brushing of bits of dirt and rock. "Hey, are you okay?" I asked her.
She turned around. She had tanned skin and gray eyes that looked almost silvery as the sun beamed in her face. "Um, yeah, I um, I'm fine." She responded.
"Harry." I said. "What?" She asked looking back up at me. "My names Harry." I finished.
"Oh, Davina." She replied, picking up the things that had fallen out of the box. She was about to pick it up again when I walked over to her.
"Here, let me help you with that." I said lifting the box out her hands. "Thanks." She breathed out.
"No problem." I said carrying it up the stairs. "So." She said sitting on my bed as he put the boxes down. "So." I repeated. "So,so." She laughed. "So, where you from?" I smiled.
"New York." She said reaching up to poke the dimple on my cheek. My nose involuntarily crinkled and I smiled wider.
"The city?" I asked. "The Bronx." She said pulling her feet under her. That would explain the accent. "Cool." I said nodding my head.
"Very cool, so where do you live?" She asked. I jerked my head forward and my curls bounced around my face slightly. "Just over there." I said. She looked out the window and to my house.
"Davina!" I heard someone call. "Shit." she muttered. "I have to go." She stood up. "Okay." I said walking to the door.
"It was nice meeting you Harry." She smiled before running down the stairs and out the backdoor. I smiled and put my hands in my pockets, walking out the front door.
*Present Day*
'Davina' I smiled moving the broken heart necklace up and down the silver chain. On the front of it said 'Davina' and on the back it had the word 'Always' etched into it.
We had these necklaces made together. Hers' had 'Harry' on the front and 'Forever' on the back of it. I wonder what made me think of her.
I hadn't spoken to her in three years. I got letters and texts but I never replied. I wished I had, I missed her. "Hey mate, what's that?" I heard Lou ask me.
"Nothing." I sighed dropping the necklace back under my shirt. "Well then, let's go." He said shrugging and walking out the car.
I took a deep breath and shook all thought of her out my head, or at least I tried to. I put on a fake smile as I saw camera lights flash and paparazzi start to mob us.
Love please continue with it
3/13/15