The Unknown
'Cause there is no guarantee that this life is easy
'Cause there is no guarantee that this life is easy
CASSIA'S POV
I sat down at a table as i took out my laptop. The coffee was sweet in my mouth. People kept staring at me. It felt awkward. I mean being a celebrity isn't as easy as it seems. Out of the corner of my eye, i saw Gemma whisper to Harry. I did the cheesy girl thing, putting a strand of hair behind my ear and having a fake grin on my face.
HARRY'S POV
"And she even complimented my hair." Said Gemma, fan girling in my ear. You would think she had this whole celebrity stuff figured out when really, she was like a regular fangirl. "Harry snap out of it." Said Gemma. "Woah really women." I said. "Women, i am a mature adult." She snapped back. "You wanna go, you wanna go." I said in her face.
CASSIA'S POV
I could overhear the conversation between the brother and sister. He kept gently punching her shoulder. I caught a glimpse of him staring at me. I looked back to my computer screen. All over was pictures of me, Cassia. My sister was the hottest celebrity ever (when she was alive). At least i was born, or else she would have disappeared.
"Hey Cassia." Said a british voice. I looked up to see Harry Styles. "Oh hi, Harry Styles." I said. "I believe you have met, Gemma, my sister." He said, annoyed at her. She kept smiling and looking at me with crazed fan eyes. "Is she okay?" I said, pointing to her. "Ya guess the caffeine must have hit." He said. "So did you just move here." He asked. "Ya seems nice," i spoke. "Why did you move here?" He asked. "A new beginning." I said. "A new beginning for what?" He questioned. "From the past." I said.
HARRY'S POV
She quickly got up, carrying her laptop and drink. "I just love her walk and tal..." Said Gemma. "Really not the time." I said, cutting her off. The past. I just knew she was daring that famous soccer player. Did he have to do with something of the past?
CASSIA'S POV
"Cassia." Said paparazzi, as they surrounded me. "Is harry your new love interest?" Said one. Harry and me, doubtful. I just kept quiet. My ear buds were in my ears as i listened contently. Music seemed to calm me. After the paparazzi knew i wasn't listening, they left. I was finally by myself.
I looked down at my phone. A text message sprang up. Yep Xander. My hand hovered over the open button. What did he even have to say. He barely even cared about me. I felt like it was middle school again. Being alone and having friends that said they cared about you when really they didn't. I had too see. My curiosity got the best of me.
Xander: You better get your ass back here or else i will kill you.
I wasn't even in the mood to answer. I was a new person. I was Cassia. It felt weird having blond hair. I was always a brunette. But after i stood as Cassia, I didn't have any choice. Xander would never find me.
HARRY'S POV
"Look at the new celebrity couple," said Gemma, "Carry!" I looked at her iPad screen to see a picture of me and Cassia at the coffee shop, talking. "Yay." I said, not amused. "You would be so cute and then you could get married ohhhh and even better have little Hazzas." She squealed. "We are not a item." I said, loudly.
I went to the computer and looked up Cassia Reyes. It had many articles saying she was happy and how confident she was. Nothing about "running away from the past". Who was this Cassia, because she seemed different.
