Hayley's POV:

I got so much shit to say
But I can't help feeling like I'm camouflaged
Fortress around my heart
You were mine just yesterday
Now I have no idea who you are
It's like your camouflage

I am listening to Selena Gomez, the music and relevant lyrics play through my headphones. My dad gets off the phone and looks at me with a worried look. "Everything ok." I ask him raising my eyebrow.

He explains everything that has happened to Harry and my head is spinning. My poor Harry having to endure this pain and agony from his own flesh and blood. If i ever see his father I swear I don't what I would do. "DAD STEP ON IT" I yell running my hands through my hair and my legs up in the car seat with my knees bent. "Hayley his going to be fine" He pats my leg and continue to drive over the limit. But I don't care about a speeding fine at this moment I just need to see and get to Harry.

I bite my nails a sign of nervousness, I've been doing it ever since I was five and it pisses my parents off but right now I don't care of my nail beds.

We pull up at Harry's dad hasn't stop the car I get out rushing to the door and knock it numerously. Why isn't he answering I am starting to shake with worry. I then see a plot pant and kick and to my luck there is key under it. My hands shaking but luckily I get the key and unlock the door. "HARRY ARE YOU HERE" I yell out in desperation. "HARRY" i yell again in a panic tone. Then my worst nightmare lays right in front of me. An uncurious Harry on the floor I run over to his unconscious body I get down to his level with my legs under my thighs. I touch his face and terrified at the site at his injured but yet beautiful face. His green eyes no loner sparkle, his curls no longer in the perfect place, and his smile disappeared. It's like all the good, happiness that exists no longer does. "Harry wake up" I shake him gently "Harry please." A tear slips out of my eye. "Please" I rest the side of my head on his chest. I then a faint coughing sound coming from him. "Harry your going to be ok?" I caresses his cheek. I see my dad behind calling an ambulance. "Heaven" he whispers he brings his arm up and his hand on my cheek. His very weak at the moment but I appreciate his loving and caring in a moment like this. I smile down on him. His eyes then fall back and are closed. "Harry, stay with me please." I see him laying there helpless on the floor and there is nothing I can do, it's like his here but his not his almost camouflaged. My breathing increases and tears are coming down. I then move a piece of his hair out the way and close my eyes and peck his lips like it''s the last time I will ever see him again.

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