Someday I will Remember

Isabella, is your typical, everyday teenager, whom discovers the reality surrounding her. At the same time, meets 4 new guys and one in particular has her attention... but with all the truth and the corruption unfolding with her families past... will she become a victim? With her mum deceased and dad missing, the only person she has left is her brother, Louis. She slowly, over times has flashbacks, which makes her becomes more curious each time and the more curious she becomes she places everyone around her at risk. Will she like her family past? Or will she fall into pieces ... ~♥~ Author's Notes : Read... comment :) ... We love to hear your perspectives on the story. Fan us, Favorite & Like... It would really meant a lot to us ♥ We also uploaded it on 'Wattpad' ... so please don't say we copied it *we don't own the images, all rights goes to the copyright holder(s)*

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17. Chapter Sixteen: It's Like Falling in love Again

Zayn's P.O.V

Sitting the top of the stairs; waiting for friends to arrive and for the homeroom bell to ring. Talking with my friends, I slowly turned my head... I saw her. The sun beaming on her, it was like angels singing. Could it be? Thinking it was my girlfriend from back home....  'Abby' whispering as I glanced at her. I couldn't even believe my eyes. My lips were speechless and slowly turned into a smile, looking at the ground... the grey pavement in which I stood on. Nothing could contain my happiness; she was smiling back at me. I was slowly walking up to her, when I properly took another glance at her. At that moment I realized it was not Abby, but Isabella... Harry's girlfriend.

Shocked and stood frozen there, looking back. Glad Harry didn't see that, it was truly a misunderstanding.

Harry's P.O.V

I prepared everything, I knew today could be the day. But once I walked out of the music doors and out onto the front of the school, I saw Zayn looking at her and her looking at him. With her twirling her hair and him smiling as if he never smiled before. Hiding behind the doors, watching as my love of my life was with another. I couldn't stand it anymore; I rushed back into the doors hoping no one saw me bawling my eyes out. Leaning against the door and curled up, my legs up to my chest and my arms around it. Hoping this was all just a dream... a nightmare in which I will wake up soon. Slapping myself and trying to make me wake up. But it was no use, this was all reality.

~ Sound of the School Bell ~

Hearing the sound of the bell and wiping my tears with my hand. Flicking my curls out of my face, looking at my timetable; great, I had music. No matter what happens, I wanted her to remember. Even though she could be falling for another, which breaks my heart... I still want her to remember all those moments... all I ever wanted is her happiness.

I sat where we first connected, on the hallway of the music class rooms. She came out with a guitar in her hand and her hair twisted to the side; illuminating her beauty within her face. She paused as she notices me in her spot and sat opposite to me. Smiling at her, she always will find a way. I began to tune my guitar.

She began to sing with the tune, 'la, la, la' ... I loved her voice, but I love everything about her. It was just the same as the first time. Slowly she began to speak, and later speaking turned into laughing. It is like falling in love again.

"Can you sing?" she asked

"Ahem" clearing up my voice and readying myself to sing my song to her.

♫ ~ sing my song ~ ♫

Isabella's P.O.V

The moment I heard his voice, it was like I heard it before. Slowly vague memories came into my mind... But not enough to know who he was, at the moment he is a guy in my music class.

When hearing these lines...

  We we're perfect together

You change my world for the better

Why can't you remember?

You and me

Realizing the before that we had shared a relationship, in which he loved me so much to write me a song. Went we both tried to reach for the notebook we touched hands, holding our hands... slowly looking back to each other hands, then glazing into each other eyes, from that touch... I felt something for him... a connection. But before I could do anything, I need to straighten things with him. 

"Look, Harry, I assumed that we had shared something before... but here is the thing I have no re-collection of it. I am so sorry, I am truly. You seem like a nice guy, but the only memory of you I have is the moment now. Maybe someday I will remember or not, maybe we have to leave it to fate" Saying to him gently, we must really had a strong relationship, it even hurts me that I don't remember. But how can I love him when I don't even know truly who his is. Hearing the second bell ringing, packing up the equipment

"I will see you around, Harry. I have Maths now, so bye". Looking in his eyes, knowing I had broken his heart, but hoping he understands.

Harry's P.O.V

Watching her leave; feeling water just waiting to burst through my eyes. Before turning away, she came back and embraced me with a cuddle, smelling her sweet perfume and her soft touch.

"I am truly sorry" whispering in my ear before leaving.

{ ~ ♥ ♡  1 hour ♡ ♥ ~ Lunchtime ~ }

 

Isabella's P.O.V

Walking out of class and sat down on a bench to eat my lunch. I wanted to just be left alone to think about things, time to think. Confused with certain things; especially things with Harry. How I can connect with a person I only just got to know but left like I knew him for a while.

Then there was Zayn, the mystery cute guy in which I had an encounter with. There was something about him in which also made me smile. Glancing at him over on the left side... Complicated and confused as always.  But there was no doubt I had feelings for Zayn, let alone Harry. But as we played our instruments in the hallway near the music room, where I like to play my music and avoid my surrounds. As soon as he came, there was a part of me that didn't mind; normally I hated it when some came. That moment felt as I had lived it.

As I sat on the bench; eating away my lunch and feeling the soft spring breeze through my hair. Closing my eyes and breathing in a deep breath. Just want to escape my reality and live in a new...
Slowly opening my eyes and as soon as I open them, he came in my view. Holding a purple rose and smiling at me. I couldn't help but smile back, there was something in him in which made me. Gradually he approaches me, hands me the rose... from the touch of the rose, flashbacks of this same rose given to me. But I only see the rose on my hand with my purple dress. I notice a small card was on it, opening it up with the letter printed on it...

'Remember me'

 I glanced back, he was gone... Looking around my surrounds and eating my lunch at the same time. Then something or someone had caught my attention.  In the far ends of the school in the bushes, something was watching me, observing me. I try to take a really look at the face... but saw only a blurred body. I knew 'it' was looking at me, as there was no one near me... Curiosity ran through me...

"Who are you?"

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